The Prisoner's Sin

Everywhere we hear stories and watch movies about that one person who saves the day and rescues the damsel in distress. Some just don't stop there but go on to save humanity. The person i'm referring to is that person who is called the "hero". Some would like to call him/her the "savior". It's a no-brainer to understand why such people are adored by many because of their utmost courage and principles. Their songs are sung. Their tributes are paid. But where there is a hero, there is also his/her equal known as the "villain". Villains are resented because of the paths they take and the choices they make and the end of the story are to be cast out of the society and left to despair for the rest of their miserable life. You pick one end of the stick so you have to pick the other aswell and such people have to pay the price for their actions.But not all villains forever succumb to the tyranny of corruption. Not all never look past their choices. Not all never rise from darkness...... especially not the one i'm going to tell you about.

To be continued.....

Crossroad

Glancing over my defeated shoulder from the edge of a forbidden territory, I witness with sore eyes the passing of a monster storm that has not only left a myriad of scars to endure but also has left me incompetent to figure out whether it was I who designed these scars with my oblivion or was it the majestic nature of the storm that came like a dark horse. In either case it was one heck of a blind ride. Now I stand here at my first ever crossroad trying to establish where to go from here when I turn the page. Infinite choices lay before my caged mind. A mind that has lost it's heart somewhere along the way. But in the midst of madness there is this vivid vision calling me to fulfill my legacy in order to bask in the glory with immortals. Birth of this vision may be recent, but I feel it's roots were laid before mine. So before I step out in this mysterious world again, before I call out my destiny for rescue, before I restart my journey..........only this time I must first journey within.

Dawn of the Dark Age

The demons have arrived to reclaim their lost glory. They waited a long time for this moment. Last time their reign lasted for a little while but this time they have returned with more conviction. It has been a well crafted execution of plan. They sowed the seeds and waited for the right time to strike. Nobody gave them a chance but here they are to prove to the world that they still have it in them to strike fear in the hearts of men. The annihilation has begun. Fear does the honors. Rest follow suit. The only thing remains to be seen is will the waves in ocean rise once more. If so then when...........  

Healer of Wounded Hearts

I know you're hurt inside .......I know your pain as well as your story. I also know that it hasn't been easy living and that you have been brought down on numerous occasions by someone or something. No matter how hard you try and how much success you gain in this world, your heart is still unable to catch that elusive peace. You cry with tears and without them but nobody's truly there with you to share your agony. Nobody's truly there to empathize with you. You not only feel guilty for the pain you caused other people but also for the sins you committed.You're not such a bad person the world portrays you to be. And now,unfortunately, you feel deserted, broken and lost inside. But it didn't had to be this way. It wasn't supposed to be this way. You were born to shine and shine you should; the universe anticipates your rise. You are sleeping but you're not dead yet. You shall not be defeated this easily, not on my watch. So wake up! O blessed one and come to me so that you be shown the light to resurrect. And so that your dreams be fulfilled and your anguish defeated once and for all. I shall await your arrival for I'm madina..........healer of wounded hearts.

Notes
1. Come to me means physically or/and spiritually.
2. Identification of any mistake would be much appreciated.
3. Kindly ask in case of any ambiguity. 

Familiar Foe

Here I am yet again man to man against my beloved, merciless nemesis. Feels like ages since the inauguration of our rivalry......time is indeed a flyer. Although I have the luxury to surrender this time and find another means to an end but surrendering isn't something i'm accustomed to.   

My friend.......my foe...... such is the majestic deception of this masked demon that I sometimes find it hard to discern. In any case, odds have always been against me. My enemy has displayed immaculate prowess while pursuing a "no prisoner" policy. It has always left me battered and bruised after the battle.......but battered and bruised I return like always to accomplish my dream. But before the war reinstates, I must go back to the drawing board to rejuvenate my intellectual skills and abilities. 

As I sat down and glanced around to start my training session which is like an old cellar, I was reminded of the insurmountable outlook of work to be done in order for me to be in a more competitive shape. And just as I was about to be delivered a sucker punch by the devil's favorite child "hopelessness", some mystic rays of hope pierced through the window and struck me twice, first to my face and then to my soul, telling me to rise and rise again until lambs become lions. Telling me to feel the "winds of change". I sighed and then beamed back to it knowing something's peculiar this time around.