Red Daggers

Its been nearly two months since i poured my heart out ....in words, and i dont mean speech.

i'm not sure if one would  call it regretful or lackadaisical. such is the case with mine.

when i took to writing my blog, it gave me a new purpose, where is that purpose now??? I know not anymore.....



The main cause of  Blood

 maybe it was plainly because my conscience empowered me, that no staff nor student of the star of the sea, would be typed in ink. My mother would advise me....."A foul thing indeed...."

Given my current scenario, my thoughts are more diverted to the colour of black and everything atheistic that rhymes with it, Y does it feel that the light at the end of the tunnel is a lightyear away???

Can things not improve??Why doesn't anyone understand that what we do today decides our future tommoro???

These recurring thoughts of defeat and hate, are like cocaine. and i swear to god i am not responsible for it. As much as I judge myself, ive stopped believing in the fact that there is a god above there who judges. There is a much more greater force.....

A red dagger in ones hand and a mind of deep embedded thoughts, nourished with knowledge and supported with emotions. just like Zeus and his thunderbolt....inseparable.


At any point of time, blood may flow from their dagger and decide your fate at your testing times. Very rarely have i seen what one would call a mark.....my testing time is rather stained with a scarlet hue.

As much as my blood flows, from my wit..... to battle the stains, the star of the sea has the upper hand.

What are we ....useless, meek individuals unworthy of their guidance that we succumbed to their  greed?

heres one poor tarnished soul wondering if god ever existed to design ones destiny. or has it been controlled my the RED dagger ladies all along.

VB