NEERAJ...gambit

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Monday, July 26, 2010

My eyes open to a dimly lit room

Hands bound and sore

Body burning from countless beatings

The pain I feel, why do I endure?

Energy sapped to supress the pain

While I lay seated with my head hanging down

The blood splatter across the walls is a relative comfort

The pain will end soon enough

The door opens with a creaking so loud

Footsteps come through the frame and resonate across the walls

Each step is in sync with my already weak breath

I know this won’t end in a brawl

Now I feel cold metal sliding down my neck

As nimble fingers grasp my shoulder , head to my ear

“the end is near” she says without remorse

Too bad for her, now even death is something I do not fear

She comes around as she points the gun between my eyes

Her beauty is all that I can wonder about

She cocks the gun without hesitation

Staring intently into the pit of my soul, I already know there is no way out

And so I accept that all has been taken from me, all but my smile

I give you my best one

Cause I’m leaving you the same way I arrived,

With swagger style and that lady killer smile





black&red memories.
8:42 PM

Friday, November 13, 2009

There was once a road, a yellow brick road
it winded through the valleys
a golden path it was, a gleaming path
upon it a mans dreams were carried

it was built despite fear, through sorrow and tears
a path of a happy yet uncertain future
but many who traveled saw the future unravel
some, as if the dreams were meat, they began to butcher

blood was spilt upon the stones , staining all that was built alone
yet hope remained intact
where was not known was the gathering storm, more massive than any bomb
it was one that no one could detect

the storm tore through the path with unfounded wrath
leaving no stone unturned
it consumed the architect, blinding him from the destruction of his artifact
rendering him incapable of stopping the burn

when the storm had passed, the stones he stood on were all that would last
nothing was left of the dream
what should he do now? where should he go and how?
were all he thought about for to him he had lost all as it would seem




black&red memories.
10:49 PM

Sunday, September 27, 2009

There's a voice in my head
which speaks of foul things
it speaks of lies and deception
as if it were the only song it could sing

there's a voice in my head
it drives me insane
it makes me believe in nothing but emptiness
but to fill the void i'd have to inflict on others an immense amount of pain

there's a voice in my head
it leads my hand
it pulls me closer to the edge of death
telling me a lie, that i will only fly and never land

there's a voice in my head
it makes me believe
that all around me are demons
nothing is what i really perceive

there's a voice in my head
its been there a while
it came when i was at my weakest
their pain is what makes it smile




black&red memories.
3:45 PM

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Her light shone bright in the darkness of the sky
radiating with innocence like a beacon
"don't trust him, don't trust him" they all cried

She fell for his eyes the moment they met
so hypnotic they were that she could not tear away her gaze
"look away look away " they told her flat

She fell into his arms in a heartbeat
with no reservation nor hesitation
"let him go let him go" they said " flee on your feet"

But alas it was too late as her heart was already broken
what was thought to be indestructible now lay in tattered ruins
"we told you so we told you so" as they swept away what was broken




black&red memories.
10:32 PM

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Who knew that love was controlled
redistricted by the hands of time
every waking moment spent planning a new escape
only for it to become one's heinous crime

is it such a crime to want your tight embrace?
one that lasts longer than a fleeting moment
was it such a crime to demand for a little more sand?
just to practice a language, with you, to be more fluent

even if it were not for the language we speak
at least give me more sand
let me pour it over every morsel of food and drink
or scatter it on the ground before our feet shall land

i'm on an exile now that shall last longer than i allow
a combination of obligation and choice
despite the binds round my hands and feet, i managed to speak
now as i say this a vine has begun to block out my voice

before the vine has completed its god given right
let me request for one thing and one thing only
at the end of my exile from your loving grace
give me my selfish desire of you reserving time for me only




black&red memories.
6:02 PM

Thursday, April 30, 2009

The insatiable want for blood
a contradiction to my desire to be humane
the intensity at which my heart pounds
a murmur brought about by anger and pain

it hurts it hurts, the cries go unnoticed
sticks and stones were the least likely weapons
finally you stop to leave one in their own suicidal destruction
a fatal mistake, should have finished the job when the opportunity beckoned

unlike a phoenix the rise was anything but graceful
but the rush of adrenalin fueled thy strength
revenge though never a motto, merely a human desire
but don't doubt me, your demise at your own hand would be heaven sent

a friend you were and i believe you thought so too
a mistake worth making for i do not regret
fun times have passed and now the holiday is over
be my nothing you have become, likewise is my request

believe me now as i utter my thoughts
i kid you not for i abhor your existence
but out of your way i shall stand and instead i bid to you
goodbye, good luck and good riddance




black&red memories.
9:20 PM

Friday, February 6, 2009

She wakes up with her hair in a mess
her eyes all swollen with sleep
she looks around, still tangled in the heep of sheets
till she decides to move, slowly out of bed she creeps

her feet touch the chilled tiles of her bedroom floor
the chill sends a tingle up her thighs and through her spine
by the door lays evidence of what had conspired the night before
she grins as the sore of her muscles rekindle the passion in her body and mind

she makes her way to the bathroom sink
carrying out the usual morning routine
now finally taking a look at her reflection
to her astonishment she looked like a woman craving for more of last nights ecstasy

as she begins to take her shower the water tickled the lustful beast within
drying herself off with a towel sent waves of orgasmic heat through every vein
unable to endure the restrictions of her undergarments
she slips on a night dress, this despite the time of day

she steps out now in search of he who left her in this erotic bind
all she finds is breakfast freshly cooked with a cup of her morning draught
she sits down now still turning to see who may be lurking behind
finally picking up the fork and devouring what he made without thought

as she cleaned up both plate and cup
a pair of hands reached from behind
it wrapped round her waist and blew down her neck
sending convulsions of heat from within her mind

it picked her up and placed her on the kitchen counter
her legs spread apart for her man she was searching
the bare bodied mason now looking her in the eye with a cheeky smile
" And now my dear let me make your morning"




black&red memories.
10:52 PM










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