Death, Truly Imminent


A ceremony of departure ensues.
The third eye awakens, the god of muse. 
Faces appear in the water and the night sky.
They beg to decipher the meaning of goodbye.
The mouth of torment has no teeth,
yet it devours all that can breathe.
Death brings a dark treat and a gift of curse.
A smile visits the god’s face, blissfully perverse. 

© Aniket More

Human, A Cancer Incurable


I’m god! Who is to say I’m not? 
I’m all that you desire, I’m three eyes from his face, I’m your asexual fire.
I’m all, all that flows from her throat to her lungs, I’m the cancer residing in you, melt, slowly burn.
I’m a disease, forming inside of you, there is no cure for me, I’m fucking depression. 
I’m molten lava, in your eyes, I’m the last flower of your lies, I’m all that you’ve been waiting for.
I’m two faced love, fuck your theories, I’m horror that glows.
Infinite stars, I am, waiting to devour your every dream.
Mindless games, I am, I play with you while you ask for suicide.
I’m human, I’m demon, I’m the god from the place they call earth.
I’m a drunkard, always drunk on the thoughts of lust.
I’m an animal, behaviour cannibal, I’m a corpse being dragged on the land that is not my own.
I’m disgusting and vile, I’m the last bone in your body, you spineless fuck.
I’m human and simply everything else.

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Dear Humans


Humans, a misblessed race. 
Knee bent, drinking from the holy grail.
The bread is soaked in poison and fed to many.
Holy shit, the lord arrives, he isn’t what you had expected to be, 
He is misconception and agony, he is the deriver of malady and the engager of blasphemy. 
Oh knee benders, give him your head and he’ll give you a coin and a wishing well, but what the fuck will you do with the coin when your head is not there?
The hour of deceiving is upon you, dear humans. I say the hour of deceiving is upon you!
Celebrate the come of the heaven, a pseudo heaven, it’s only a hell veiled in disguise.
Why, oh why? Can you not open your eyes to the gods of the woods? To the gods that live in the trees and the grand sea. To the gods that open their mouth and feed you rain, to the gods of the nature who are now in pain.
How do you dare neglect them? How do you dare lay them in filth? 
How dare you ask for forgiveness when you are the living sin?
Find more gods, I say find more gods of different kind,
Find gods that don’t feed you poison through the bread soaked in wine.

© Aniket More

I Speak From Above The Ozone Layer 


When the night is quiet, I will swallow the moon.
I’ll be the day and your plight, the ball of fire will now burn you soon.
The day of redemption is upon you, the day of death, a folklore, now to be true. 
I’m the breaker of hemisphere, I’m the awakening in the tides of the volcanoes, I’m transparency, see through. 
You humans, you have brought filth beyond the ozone layer and now it’s depleting, it’s beyond repair.
I’m the mesosphere, dissolving,
I’m the stratosphere suffocation, sweating, unrevealing.
I’m the death of the troposphere, I can no longer bear the fire of the flames that call for annihilation. 
I’m the wailing earth, now burning in the fires of the dark desire that you have brought upon me.
I can no longer save you, I can no longer be your home.
I’m abandonment of the moon, I’m the sadness after death.
I’m the cries of the burning man and the tears of the animals on the land.
I’m the final ray of the sun, I’m the fire in which you will burn.
I’m the flame of extinction and the curse you have called upon yourself.

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The Final Breath Of The Jungle


The last flower that withered left a note for you, for humanity to not exist anymore.
The forests, they cried in trees. The leaves turned red and fell on the ground that smelt of hunger but no food.
They eyes of the tiger speak no more, they are silent and dead since the last bullet hit his throat. Merciless killing, a pastime activity that humans have cultivated. 
I am a wild beast, I’m extinction in making, you derelict human. 
Do you fucking kill everything in sight your kind or mine?
Do you take pleasure watching these smoky skies after the fire has doused and taken many with it?
Why do you think of yourself as the greatest of all? Only because you can stand on two feet and act tall?
Why do you wish to belittle others, why not draw a line there, why on the throats of my brothers? 
I am no longer speaking, I’m roaring in to your mind that sleeps in oblivion. 
Wake up and stop killing us in the name of your madness, heed the cries of our sadness.
There is a reason the wolves drag you to their den, but where the fuck is their den? Where the fuck are their homes? You have taken over all. You didn’t heed our call, our desperate call.
Your concrete jungles have destroyed ours and we are no longer green, we are red with the blood of the fallen. 
We shall leave this world when your dagger and bullets pierce through our skin, watching us tremble as our last breath is suffocating within, but we curse you, we curse your race which is an evident disgrace to ever exist on this land. 

© Aniket More

I Speak From The Mouth Of The God That Doesn’t Exist

A candle March in to the dark, a flame that burns the city. 
Human being, a hideous thing to walk around this earth and bind it will the spell of his curse. 
An apple eaten in my name, why did you fall for such betrayal? Oh gullible humans from the garden of Eden.
I gave you limbs to walk this earth, to water the plants and to nurture the soil. I didn’t give you limbs to fucking rape, to fucking drive to hell. 
I didn’t lend you a mouth to spit on the graves that once saved you. I didn’t give you meaning so that you could turn me meaningless. 
Why do you rejoice the come of me? Why do you rejoice your own blasphemy?
Are you rotten to the core, dear human? I see it that way. 
Why are you killing in the name of me? No sacrifices needed. 
My mouth is shut, it’s sewn tight by your skin. My words won’t reach you and they won’t teach you. 
Please don’t fucking preach me, I despise you. 
Did you sell humanity for your depraved pleasures? Did you sell your soul to the world under you?
You’re an animal and you are equal to all. 
Equal to the soil and sand, the penumbra and the land. 
You’re a mighty wave, so why are you drowning yourself?
Don’t knell before me, don’t rape in front of my fucking eyes and tell me lies. I see all, I breathe all, I can be all but I can never be you. I will never be you, fucking human.
You fucking monstrosity call yourself humans. You are not paradise, you are a waste, nothing to debate.
Have you heard of karma? Karma is a fucking reaper, sometimes filled with grim and glee. 
Fear it! Fear the wrath of karma. Fear the hands of another human that will choke you when time comes and tides turn.
Remember, I won’t stay quiet any longer. I’m an earthquake in making. I’m the suffocating silence behind my sewn mouth.
Soon, I will force destruction upon your race and there won’t be any innocent left for you are all same to me, born and dead by my mercy.

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My Appointment With God

A palace, divine, crumbling and crushing the living in my mind.
God! Oh sacred deity, your appointment is due, come save me.
Dust, I will become, return to the land.
Come fucking save me! 
You ruthless traitor! 
What have you given to me? This nightmare called life? 
Why do we dance upon the bodies of the dead? Why do we hide behind them when we shoot with riffles? 
The ground opens a scar in healing, the world is in chaos and my God is late. He is fucking late. She is fucking late. 
Do you remember that I’m rotting in silence and time and your so called scriptures that they deem divine. 
The barrier is broken, I’m choking, dementia approaches. 
Rotting universe, rotting is the idea of being, rotting everything.
The moon shatters in to pieces, white and grey-gray. 
Uranus, Saturn collapse to the planets and are no more, the earth is no more. 
I’m floating in time and space, in life and death.
Love lost, a mental thought. 
I’m an immigrant here in space, I’m no longer home.
My world is destroyed, my home is destroyed. My god never came. 
It’s past his appointment. Where the fuck are you? 
Now it’s no more, nothing can be saved and I’m floating in dead space.
My god has finally arrived. Why, oh why did you take so long? 
And with his ascension he pushes a dagger through me betraying me leaving me as a dying atheist. 

© Aniket More