One of my works...

It's been a couple of years now since I started penning rhymes down seriously. I've filled empty pages with words only to crumple them into mini balls out of frustration and use them as my shot practice. Yet, there were times a finished page would shine brightly despite the lead-color words. There was something different about these resplendent works that put me at ease but at the same time double as a rather terrifying syringe that injected me with the zeal and exuberance to write somemore. Anyway, enough of the sentimental gibberish. I just wanted to post what I considered my finest work to date and maybe get some feed on it. It's entitled Walk on Water.

Walk on Water

Verse 1:
As I mediate between the stars and moon where darkness looms
I rouse and discover the self that I hardly knew
Shady clouds amble with uncertainty across the sky
and my thoughts continue to escape me like I've lost my mind
I've crossed the line the point of no return
crave the wine from the cup that a novice yearns
objectives of our lives become sparkle glitter and gold
to have our bank accounts achieve massive figures untold
as the vivid picture unfolds, the essence is explained
the tension in the game stems from contention for the fame
aspire to reach higher, stoke the fire of my desire
before the ire becomes too dire and difficult to decypher
hone my skills in seclusion elevate my swordsmanship
to take down the four horsemen and avert the apocalypse
and if this prolonged famine is fed with endless wars
death can never be conquered unless we walk through heavens doors

Chorus:
if I must sell my soul to the devil just to prosper
I guess I hafta reject whatever the world's got to offer
delve into the sea of pain and get lost in torture
but is it considered blasphemy if I walk on water

Verse 2:
As each moment flies, drenched in tears of golden skies
cold as ice, untouched virtues getting sodomised
my dormant soul ignites, no way true hope's suffice
when mortal obsessions becomes the only goal in life
time to oust to subvert to save those bound to suffer
when their cries get drowned in the deafening sounds of laughter
and if the ground is ruptured and all I see is crimson red
signify the departure of the valour as they drift away
to the world I say farewell, as it begins to pace itself
on paths lined with tainted blades as we make our way to hell
as our bodies turn to ash embedded in flaming hearses stacked
and carried off by hellish gales on the way to eternal death
and the stench of rotten flesh stifles the poignant zest
till all air of salvation is gone and theres no buoyance left
so i make a solemn pledge to never cease to keep the faith
before all hope bleeds away, I kneel down on my knees and pray

Chorus:
if I must sell my soul to the devil just to prosper
I guess I hafta reject whatever the world's got to offer
delve into the sea of pain and get lost in torture
but is it considered blasphemy if I walk on water

Verse 3:
a slave of passion and dreams, shoulders sprout heavenly wings
foreshadows the awakening of the resplendant talent within
a skin hardened by scars, beneath exists a spartanized heart
ardent and starves to find a place amidst the garden of stars
equipped myself with the aegis shield use it as the best defense
and brave through swarms of dementors to escape from azkaban
reminiscent to david but being pit against ten goliaths
as the maker of my destiny, I mould it with these hands of midas
and as I wield the excalibur sword, I feel an incredible force
engulfs me in its aura only to reveal an impeccable form
invade hades with my blade and behead the beast cerberus
and take my place at the Round Table on the siege perilous
possess the holy grail in my grasp, in it I pore my potion
that supplies me the prowess to ride sleipnir, the horse of odin
the game is a kingdom and i swore to defend the castle and throne
so I break free from this shakles that hold and off to battle I go

Chorus:
if I must sell my soul to the devil just to prosper
I guess I hafta reject whatever the world's got to offer
delve into the sea of pain and get lost in torture
but is it considered blasphemy if I walk on water