In this corporate world, the margins of error are quite minute and for that, the right choices are essential. Every organization needs a systematic, planned and efficient management system for their development. It is no surprise that technology has enhanced the management and accuracy of companies. All over their stakes…
Ever seen a devil with a halo?
Angels that keep you warm
Suck your blood in slumber.
Bruises on your shoulder
That are rotten to your bones,
Smell like colitas to the frosts.
Heavy smoke from the crematory
Of your heart set on fire
Made even the demons shed tear.
A day of feast for the mercies
Gloom for the ruthless,
O hail the subtle mask over the face.
Gods ride their Pegasus,
Demons on their temptations.
Why is the latter lynched for a sinner?
I saw the humans tremble with fear
Of a child that devours upon its roots,
The heavens above grieve the sun
With its stars forbidden from the moon,
And wailings of the undead below are buried
In the seething soil, heedless of the dread unknown
The vaunting monarchs who reign the Wests,
Slain in thrones with their own blades of wisdom.
Death parts no mortal; no elysian fields for the braves,
No reverence endowed to the mighty gods of the Eastern.
Life is reborn within the cradle forged from my bones
A sprout kindled with oblivion and chaos
That seeks answers even for the self;
Genesis of the beginning, a rite of the nature.
I’m Time, the endless that bore the existence.
Data, Data, Data! Not a surprise how often you come across this term. Today in the 21st century, data is everything and believe me this is only the beginning. Data can be anything. Take for instance your name or what you had for breakfast, yes it’s data.
From a simple…
I was wandering around the forest of temptations beguiled by the fancy odd daffodils and the silver lining on the river of sins, it felt so real with every nudge of the serene breeze that sent chills down my spine but the vision seemed highly gnomic, almost paradoxical. I tripped…
I carved a coffin to my soul
And gave a pendant to my shadow
I made friends with the darkness,
the graveyard borrowed some sorrow.
My scars fuddled me from within,
Skin dipping from the heat of my blood.
Glasses shattered, screamed for mercy,
Cobwebs moulded me a shroud.
I sobbed in the arms of a monster
With beasts around intrigued by my fear.
I wasn’t lonely anymore, I never was
It was light that made me weaker.
I remember mopping the mist off my glasses, wailing and weeping caged up in my little secluded room. Not living up to the loud expectations and lousy desires heaved up on my pale shoulders, crippled up my slender body grueling it to break into pieces with each of them fading…