A Tribute to "Metallica"

This is my tribute to "Metallica". "The Learned Ones" already know the importance of words that are bold, and I've chosen my favorite ones.

Oh! I hear The Call Of Ktulu,
That dreaded call, but for whom he calls?
And I hear the bell toll,
But For Whom The Bell Tolls?
I do not know, neither does the Astronomy.
So just pour metal(lica) into my veins
For I go to War...That is all there is,
And Nothing Else Matters.

O My Friend(s) Of Misery,
Do not cry, neither sing
The Low Man's Lyric,
When I fall and become,
Or not, The Hero Of The Day.
For I've remained King Nothing
for ages, ...and its time for justice,
justice for me, ...And Justice For All.

Oh! Its the day Of Wolf And Man within you,
The Day, for which a lifetime you may wait,
And yet, The Day That Never Comes.
Though that Tuesdays' Gone, but I remember
What the Mama (had) Said. Oh she'd said not to fear
But to live. "Carpe Diem Baby", she'd said,
"For you've already been dubbed The Unforgiven,
By the One...that Master Of Puppets".

Oh! I remember, 'cause The Memory Remains
Like a Thorn Within, and will Fade To Black
With me, but only when its time to fade.
And then, Enter (the) Sandman will,
For now it'll be his turn, his turn to Turn The Page.
And I'll happily Ride The Lightning holding my Fuel,
—My Whiskey In The Jar, and roam Wherever I may Roam.
This is how I'll meet The God That Failed, however Sad But True.

Tuesdays' Really Gone

'Twas a Tuesday...just like any other, out there.

But that was a year before. Or, maybe its a lifetime on...,
and my thoughts circle around the lyrics of "Tuesdays' gone".

The Tuesday sure is gone. With the Wind.
I bet, whilst leaving, it must've grinned.

Now theres' just this wait. I sit alone, bare, on the station
waiting, for the train, or on rails, the slightest vibration.

Can not leave the station. I'm the one carrying it on.
All the parts I play, and characters I don.

The wind comes back. Feel it on my face every now and then,
packed with the Tuesday's scent. Starting to forget I'm when.

Oh! the train did pass from here before,
— and maybe, I missed it;
or, maybe 'twas an express nonstop, I wouldn't know,
I was just too late to catch it...!

"Note: Prior listening of the song "Tuesdays' Gone" should help a bit :P"

Leaf...

He was walking, against the breeze,
in deep thinking, but having thoughts none;
when he heard a rustling and what he sees,
is you, O leaf! Forced down the road, undone.

Now all he could think of, was,
whether to be the wind, or just the leaf again;
carried by his life and the flaws,
trying, but not long before it goes down the drain.

The Sleep Paradigm

At first you just lay there...thinking about nothing in particular...yawning in between, giving a green signal for sleep to come. And sometimes, just then you hear a constant faint sound in the backdrop of your thougths...the sound of your heartbeat. Your thoughts get a direction and thus starts the battle of wits...between your thoughts and the heartbeat sound...You lie awake, if the thoughts have the undivided attention of your mind...you go to sleep as and when thoughts start losing to the sound...The thing is, eventually it is heartbeats who always prevail...if not today then may be tomorrow or the day after...but what if someday the thoughts are raring to go and the heartbeats give up...have the thoughts really won this time? Who will decide? certainly not you...!!