Throne in Hell 2

The Fathers of my land,

Call me an Opulent grand,

Telling my stories to their son,

Who call me their inspiration.

I dint walk in any rose garden,

Nor was handed a silver spoon,

I had courage to fight it out,

I was ready to touch the moon, 

A messenger bought news,

Was scared, showing me the clues,

I was fool to lose open a crack,

Give god a chance to plan an attack. 

These enemies seldom knew my venom,

I was waiting for them to come,

Upfront, outside, I showed a calm form,

It’s just silence before the storm.

 

I waited patiently with eyes at sea,

Hiding Demons ready for bloodbath,

As I saw ships far away,

Nearing my warpath 

Monstrous Lightning and thunder,

Suddenly, It started to pour,

Like heavens screaming loudly,

“I am your armor” 

My demons attacked them as one,

Swords ripped every heart,

Their ships were my targets,

First, we ripped ‘em apart.  

 

Some of gods drowned dead,

Other bled and bled,

Out of few left from their pitiful crew,

Were killed in bloodshed

 

Their king was caught alive,

Now his face showed no grace,

I removed his crown,

And spit on his face,

 

By taking my royal sword,

Draped in golden scabbard,

As heavens poured,

I sliced his vocal chord,

 

Celebrations! my first triumph,

No other king will show defiance.

Ludicrous God should have known,

No one can sit on my throne.

- Nachiket Tayshete

Throne in Hell 1

There is a fire in my belly,

It is eating me daily,

There is turbulence in my heart,

It warns me to not fall apart, 

I have taken a stand,

to fly from this land,

and to use my charisma,

To end this dogma. 

Mountains to climb,

Oceans to swim,

Bridges to build,

Turn water to cream.

With blessings of hell's prime,

One baby step at a time,

The dragons have started to rhyme,

That I am the splendorous sublime. 

The kingdom awaits its king,

I can hear the masses sing,

Every man and every plant,

Clearly smashed with my chant. 

I wish I could look at each eye,

And tell I love them to the core,

Share stories of every step,

From nowhere to kingdom door. 

I see there are thousands,

Who have travelled more than a mile,

Time to eradicate their fatigue,

With my one ravishing smile.

Crowd is screaming so loud,

For me to take center stage,

Wave at them and acknowledge

That their,

King has finally come of age.

There was time when I was unknown,

Nothing more than a tiny stone,

My Journey will always remain a secret,

I cannot stop thinking,

As I wave again from my throne.

 

-          Nachiket Tayshete

In Love with Demon

 

She whispers to me in night,

She screams in my dream,

Challenging my sanity,

With visions of insanity.

 

Her melancholy woes,

Are deafening Cries of Madness,

All coming from the corner,

Invisible in darkness.

 

Every night at three,

Decomposed odour fills the air,

Blood covers all walls and floor,

I sit freezing,

Knowing what’s in store.

 

She marks her dominance,

With her ice cold presence,

I scream and eyes turn red,

Rusted barb wire ties my hands to the bed.

 

Her nails pierce through my flesh,

Her teeth chewing my wound,

No pain, but in my blood, m drowned,

On my body, her head explores east – west,

As her tongue sucks and finishes the rest.

 

Today, I celebrate one year,

Of my new found love,

Tie me up baby, don’t set me free,

As I wait for clock to turn three.

 

-       Nachiket Tayshete