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Friday, September 11, 2009

Explode

Every minute a boy is falling in love,
Every second a man is looking for the one,
Everyone is looking, Not looking above,
The ordinary, the simple, the sex, the fun.

Frightening is the thought, when I think,
Ranging from filthy movies, songs & shit,
With anger I sometimes just want to shout,
For enough of looking at you, I cry out.

This Universe is looking at my Valor,
The Gods are envying my bravery,
Like a gladiator on a horse I rode.
Riding all the way, Till the end of your road.

And when you come to an end,
For me life becomes a bitch,
A cut, a bruise, a tear which could not be stitched,
That's when I decided Love is a myth.

Fragile am I, And you break me,
But I got this, I got this.
I was broken,But how do you move on. How?
You cant, but you must, for the sake of evolution.

Goodbye Sweetheart, Goodbye,
I was the only one, who could,
Have loved you the most.
Given you love, my life, unconditionally.

There is nothing right and nothing wrong,
You may stop reading my bleeding song,
The love that I had has died.
Its like a cosmic event, where two stars collide.

And the galaxy looks brighter,
A yesterday almost forgotten,
A today that I lied, to myself,
But a tomorrow, where time will be on my side.

The seeds of my new life has been sowed,
My army is ready, with all their load,
I guess there was one mistake that you did in this world,'
Which was leaving me, treating me, feeding me, JUST TO EXPLODE.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Raga ANgelo

Songs of the rivers flowing down the Godavari river,
Sunlight rising, throwing less than i anticipate,
The clouds grow thicker, the winds move slower,
Dark like the beginning of that rainy day, sometime in the past.

Long has it been, since my mind has visited that forbidden memory,
Past, are they, dark as this rainy day, like the music of sweet rhythms of the flute,
Outside my window as I look, I find the rain gods unleashing their fury,
The Perfect sight, The perfect moment for my conscience to elude.

Reason enough to tell you, my falling in love again,
To an angel, her speech like the divine providence,
Watch her smile, you want to devote your life to make her happy over and over again,
Her sweet aroma, like the purest honey, as pure as the flower essence.

Listening to her is the reason why I live, and I don't speak,
The sweetest Flute runs dry, but i may not stop listening to her,
Her face like milk, like the clouds from the heavens, or the snowcapped everest peak,
Your eyes like mating of a thousand galaxies, looking at you, my heart beat sours.

If I may, Build a temple of imagination, to worship you, my divine Goddess of Love,
Living is a reason to love you, to adore your beauty, to feed you with the fruits of happiness,
May I be your servant, for life, worshipping your divinity for life,
Offering fresh figs and exotic drinks for your holy diet, May be I am crazy, forgive for my craziness.

Your soft touch, you bright face, Love increases each moment I look at you,
You don't know, you are so precious, so special, so Immaculate, so perfect,
The creator thought a thousand years to make a masterpiece, which personifies in you,
The Gods crave for your sight, the angels are jealous, the flowers want to smell like you, Why? Its no secret, you are perfect.

The birds want to sing like you, the sun wants to be as bright as you, the moon wants to be your eyes,
The wind blows through your hair, slowly, they move your long black hair, beauty doesn't know you are its inspiration,
Singing like they do each day, the angels sing to you, to impress you, oh Goddess,
The rain drops fall on me, like your love filling me from the outside, the inside, the raga of love is here for my fixation.

You are so far, like seven seas apart, but today i feel you even closer than myself,
Inside my temple of love singing with the flute, the veena and the tabla,
My mind sings, my heart rejoices, my eyes are dreaming and my mind is imagining,
My Goddess, Some gifts I bring forth to offer you, Me and My Love Raga.

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Rap n Rolla

This is a rap song, for all those sick and hungry of love,
for all who called me to save ye souls from those whores and pimps,
making life hell each day, like a virus in ye bum,
i call out to all u desperate and in need come follow my path, so lets hit it..

the beats go thum thum, my heart goes hump hump, tere payal goes chan chan, and the winds blow sunn sunn,
maine dekhe bohaut sare, tere jaiso ke hai mare, ab khunnas mat dikha, jaa mummy ko jaake apna chot dikha.

i aint the greatyest rap star, nor am i the worst yaar, lekin jab jab gabar paida hoga, tab tab mein rap karega aur basanti nachega, an if u dont believe me, check our motherfukin history, each life ravana has ruled, the ideal one has come forth to derail his rule.

each generation has an overdose of love hate and sex, sala music bhi hota hai aajkal remix, mix or no mix, sab chutiya log karta hai same things, copy copy and more copy, jaise baap ne he sikhiya hai sabhi..

muvee bhi kiya hai copy, banaya sab kuch hota hai, naam diya kuch kuch hota hai,
pura sala story was shot in our des, and penchod put the name of muvee as pardes,
sala aur ek english muvee ka kiya copy,
to kaat dena sub logo ka puny, mard hai toh original script likh...

well such bolu toh apna generation ka fault nahin, sala modernisation ke gand me hain itna khujli,
ki accept naa karo to kehte hai, hum hain uncool and tamatar nahi, hai uska puure..
Kitna karu mein charas aur ganja,
duniya mein love ke alawa bhe hai bohot sa chara.

so guys and gals listening to my rap song, ek sach bata du,
sala duniya mein bohot saare milenge, bohot saare bechdenge,
but the one who is the smartest and the strongest, only he will be the one drinkin the last sip of cola,
smiling and winkin he will be known as the real RapnRolla.

Sunday, June 07, 2009

Crysis

Hate is baggage, Life is too short to be pissed off,
I and Julius don't want to fight anymore, not anymore for her,
Screaming at each other, we just ask why, why are we so pissed off,
With life, love, work, no answer, coz we asked the wrong questions.

Our life is revolving around people, or are we revolving around them,
We have one choice and there are many options, picking one,
is not the best of the lot, but is what we have destined ourselves,
And then crying over broken pieces is a waste.

I don't want to carry this baggage, I want to make others happy,
Selfishness is not what we are here for, Let us make this world,
Like ourselves, or change ourselves to be like them, Change is not bad,
We crying over our lives and cursing others is.

May be the questions that I asked were wrong, that's why i never got any answers,
My questions were why its happening to me, why am I so lonely,
Realization, has made me better, life has taught me to question my existence,
Have I affected my life in the right way, has my life done any good to others?

Sincerely I say to you, You ask and you will never receive,
You will seek and still not find, and you knock but the doors will never open,
Past are the ages when humans gave themselves to God, we forget we are,
The gods of this age, we question our lives, we wont get an answer, never.

You shall find solace in asking, have I made you happy enough to remember,
Have I taken your sorrows away, Was he so into me that I just didn't think of anyone else,
Verify the life, ANalyse your existence, ANswer yourself,
No one will answer the question you ask, Not even God.

Either you die in pain, or live longer to get over it and smile,
Please don't cry, please live it happy, oceans are waiting to be explored,
Universes waiting since the beginning of time for you, Reality is just a verifiable fact,
But once its verified, all that remains in life is Crysis.

Wednesday, June 03, 2009

Burn Down The Nilgiris

Burn down the Nilgiris,
Pollute the water from the sacred Ganges.
Level all the pilgrim mounts,
Things are getting worse, each day, Man.

The ruins of our salvation will lie,
Like the ancestors left us the signs,
We morons don't understand,
They have burnt my nature scarred with their unholiness.

Smash the glasses, burn the paper, bring down buildings,
Life as we speak is distantly getting diminished,
The words of charity, are holding me back, but the love for nature is why I speak,
Stop, Stop your unholy ways, A prophet says.

Each tree we vaporize, each lake that we dry,
A scar we leave behind, and She never forgets the scars,
Her love for us is degrading, each day, each hour, each second.
Rise up, Rise up against them, stop this brutal murder, or we may not live any further.

The clock ticks, getting near is our extinction, we forget,
the sweet sounds of mother nature, we still love her,
But no respect, all she asks is a little respect, I cry out,
I plead, let me be your messenger, your guide.

She is there moaning the death for her children,
Like trees they stood, Like rivers they played,
Now they are either burnt, butchered or buried.
Love, respect, she will still give us everything, But I guess its never late,
She is there, We are here, Waiting to decide our fate.

Tuesday, June 02, 2009

5 Minutes of Glory

I first looked at you, You smiled,
That was my love at first sight,
Like the city of joy, rejoicing together,
May be we were destined to be together. Someday.

From that moment, i knew i wanted you,
I tried, with Him, He was my support, my guide,
Plan after plan, message after message he mastered its transportation,
He was the king, the very best at its communication.

The Digital world now seemed incomplete without you,
My world of imagination was incomplete without you,
Your eyes, your smile, the clouds above and your feet below,
Majestic, gorgeous, Supercilious, you are the Goddess of Beauty herself,
Undoubtedly.

I wanted you, but I knew it was not easy, Every plan,
you were just so amazing, that you took everything away from us,
Just left us with five minutes of glory, and we stood there,
Despaired and Stunned, never had I met an adversary so smart. So intelligent.

But if I wanted you, I had to keep up with you or had to be better than you,
I never had heard of defeat, my quest, my motivation, everything,
Had now a new name, You, I had to get you, I needed you, The final plans
were drawn, Oh you will never be defeated, neither will I not win.

Resurrection of the old gods, restoring the old sign language,
They left the signs for me, I feel, now I know, how I can get,
My precious possession, my Love, the answer to my question,
Is you, The answer is in you, and that divine answer is Music.

This was not my plan, but now had become a divine intervention,
Not just for 5 minutes of Glory, but I wait in anticipation,
That you would call me back, and soon you will, I will wait for you ever,
For ever more, Coz i have unquantified time, and it holds me no value.

And here I stand, singing you this love song,
Waiting for you, the cold winds blow through me, each time I see you,
I just go cold, at the sight of you, Oh Darling, This is no longer,
Just 5 minutes of glory, but you have made me so happy, Unexplained.

I feel its 5 eternities of Glory, Unselfish Love personified, in you.
My love, you are whom I waited for so long, and the time is here,
When I tell you how much I love, more than this world could ever worry,
Now I stand outside your gate, yet again, Welcoming in me those 5 minutes of glory.

Friday, May 29, 2009

YeZ Zir, No Zir, Thank you Zir !

Annnna ek chai, Yez Zir, Thanda Ya garam,
Arre penchot, Chai is not given cold,
OK Zir, 2 minutez, Abbe Langur, You making Chai aur maggi,
No Zir, Chai is ready, I am giving you special not saadi.

Oy Anna, Do you have Rum, Yes Zir, I do and its Garam,
Abbe teri jaat ko baida maro, Kya bol raha hai,
Yez Zir Thankyou Zir, Baida Fry coming in 2 mins too,
Cancel my order, give me only Classic milds, Zorry ZIr, Cigarette band kiya hai.

SO what the Fuck do you have rite now, Gimme me something now,
Arre sir, Aapka liye jaan bhi haazir Zir, But BMC confiscated my stove,
OK Chod, do you have bidi, Yez ZIr, latest brand, its called Welgum Zir,
Abbe chutiya its not Welgum, its Welcome, and you better learn some English man.
YeZ Zir No Zir, Thank you Zir.

Abbe why no, Zir Because hum jaisa aadmi starts talking in English,
Sala aap jaisa bada log ka complex ho jaayega, Iskelyeish,
Abbe CHodu, English seekhega, aage badega, taraki karega,
Apun ko kya karna hai Zir, Thank you Zir, But apun ko Recession nahi chaiye, Aap hich rakho Zir.

Hum Bachpan mein pada tha, Twinke Twinke little star,
Sala Bombay ko aaya, Twinkle Akshay ka hogaya, Aur sala Aasman mein no star,
Aur pada, Jonny Jonny Yez Pappa, Eating Sugar No Pappa, But Pappa got Diabetes,
And Mereko hogaya liabilities.

So Zir, I am good at selling chai and Kaapi,
APun karta nahi hai kisi ka copy, mehnat ka kamata, aur Meenakutti ko khilata,
Achcha Achcha Anna, chal paka mat, yeh le DO rupaya, Sala kal chai time pe banana.
Yez Zir, Thank you Zir, ab jaata Anna Khane Khana.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Feel Me From Inside

The magic of Love, touching you, healing you,
Making that sweet smell even sweeter,
Coz it just turned my bed into one with roses,
Its like Jesus has risen again, but hey its not Easter.

Making the feeling more precious, Escaping all the worries,
The world has got a lot of them, people ready to sink in,
And as the famous poet keeps filling his diaries,
I write to make you feel, my love from inside.

And besides the bottles of water we threw at each other,
Water slowly rushing down your body, we coming closer, together,
The rains drops make me mad, the fire in you as in me,
Drives me closer to you, touching you, lift up your eyes and you see.

Creating mysteries from the heavens above, the world is watching,
Waiting for us to go out, in love and live happily every after,
Craving the love in us, they drown in their own sadness,
Love her so much, as you love yourself or even more, said my Father.

For eternally we were destined to be one, Feel me inside you,
Feel me around you, feel me, for no world can make you happy like me,
The eyes are shutting, the tears are dropping, the craze in me filling you,
I just want to settle on Mars, I want to just be alone with you.

Flying like the dove, pieces of chocolate crumbs,
Tasty is you, my gift, my pleasure is in you,
Feel my love in you like the sweetness of sugar cubes in honey,
So much pleasure, I can't take, But I want more, more inside me.

Leave this world, come with me to Mars,
No race no religion, nothing holds any bar,
Love is on my mind, my heart, in my outside, in my inside,
I know you want me now, want to feel me, feel me from inside.

Dismantled

Stop all the clocks, Cut off the telephone lines,
Prevent the dogs from barking, And just keep going,
Silence the Pianos, And rip off the drums,
Bring out the coffin, As the moon has come.

Let the Aeroplane circle, mourning over my head,
Scribbling in the sky, the message, He is Dead.
Fill crate bowls with the whiteness of the public dumps,
Earth traffic peacens, with their black cotton gloves.

You were my North, my South, My East and West,
My working week and My Sunday rest,
My Noon, My Midnight,
My Talk, My Song.

I thought this love would last forever,
I was wrong, the stars are not wanted now,
Filth out everyone, Pack up and run,
Lets Dismantle the Sun.

Pour away the ocean, and sweep up the roof,
'Coz nothing here can count for any good,
A lot has been wasted over one word,
Kill that peaceful being, let it fly like a bird.

A sweet aroma, A stink from nowhere,
A pleasurable ecstasy, A remorseful encounter,
Both coins the same fate, May it be love may it be hate,
Crying makes both the rich and poor weak.

Love is not what we look for, Lust is what we greed,
Like mosquitoes, we fly, like dogs we breed,
Life is all but a spark of light, shining on the owl,
Feels no different, whether its day or night.

Work your magic elsewhere, Make your beauty the beast,
Life is faster than you think, so make haste,
He shall decide, This love has ended, fast or gradual,
Matter not for me, Love and I both have got Dismantled.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Anna Ganna Manna

Found the answer, Yes, I have , damn, 9 years I searched and I felt like a looser,
9 desperate years, running away from one truth, and life took me to that point,
Each time I ran, running was my only option, my weakness,
No strength, Only hiding my deepest fear, well, no more.

Can you replace me, with him, well, you can,
Can you be so fast that you can move on, probably you can,
Can you believe in whatever he says, to you, and forget all that i said, Surely,
Life is game of remembering the odds, forgetting good ones.

I was alone, was, until I found you, until that day came when you found him,
And came back to square one, My fear, came back, transformed,
It became reality, it was Loneliness, I was scared of being alone,
Always I was alone, I did things alone, i hated it, I feared the sight of no one being there.

Today morning at 3, I woke up from my ignorance, woke up to dawn,
The light had shined, i fear transgressed, moving away from me,
I was listening to her, she was saying, Anna, Music alone Carter road,
The it struck me, Eternal bliss like shined upon me, Thank you God.

Feels like a battle has been won, but not yet, I have to prepare for the final war,
The battle between me and Me, the best time is now, as she said, its here,
Go for it, Life gives you a second chance, then its the Second chance,
Life gives you a third then its the third, Life aint decide chances, we do.

I shall strike my fear down, with a vengeance of a thousand horses,
My guilt shall no longer survive, My words shall never despair,
I have my God and Me, I will win, Like He won, and all of them won,
Through history, you taught me, But now I proclaim, That so shall be your name,
Anna Ganna Manna.

Monday, May 25, 2009

The Pain In Pain

I woke up one Sunday morning, to find that,
something was not rite, something had changed,
There was a Pain, in me, right below my chest, in my right lung,
Probably, and inseparable, Pain has found a new mate to hang out with.

Sorrow, as I now is never lonely, it will find some pal or the other,
Waiting to speak, waiting to make him one, carefully ingesting itself,
Like a virus, or probably a bacteria infection, it just makes you whole,
Thus I proclaim, Pain has found me, its new servant, its new friend.

I smoke, but my pain is still burning inside me,
I drink, but my thirst just increases each time I see you or I don't,
I feel like no food can make my hunger satisfy, or no wine, make my thirst go,
I lie on my bed in pain, as each moment passes, no care, no love, no time,
Only Pain.

And then the worst of my enemies comes through, a speck in my throat,
I cough, for eternity it feels, And the Pain, no the suffering like,
a Sword drilling inside my lungs, like a sword, pierced in me,carefully going in,
Deeper and deeper, it goes, and i cant stop it, it stops, when it wants to stop.

Each moment life is Pain, Each day I miss my love, any love,
That i can get, is like pure smell of the oceans, I feel like,
there is no tomorrow without pain, no yesterday without grief,
No today, which can can make me happy, the Sorrow is deep, m lung hurts again as i write.

And no prophesy, can deliver me, No one can make me happy but you,
The pain, can leave me whole, my money is still not come, so I cant treat myself,
Feels like these are my last days, counting each day each moment, count down,
Alas, I read an email, like breath of fresh air, painless i lie, wow what a sound!

She writes to me, She writes that she cares, Pain, You cant make me sad,
The joy of joys, the pure sense of happiness, the most incredible thing,
Ever to happen, in life, is a sense of wanting, like someone wants you,
Pain and now you, both want me, both love my sorrow, and in pain i sleep, to wake up again in Pain. I sleep.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Lonely Again

After my end of days with the most beautiful girl,
I walk the streets, at night, cold, without any hope,
No sunshine to light my path, I am walking, nowhere,
My directions, have no direction, they are none, but a straight path leading home.

The junk, the loss, they stink, its all in me,
Life is just so unjust, but its good, no more happy feasting,
There is more than one reason why I am still alive, no more wait,
I live to love you still, waiting still wanting some love, someone.

My eyes are moist, wet with pearls, drop down mapping the path
on my chin, I have still been alone, with music in my heart and love in voice,
I sing, I cry, I live to to drink my tears dry, SO much to be consoled,
I still wait, Sleeping on my bed, Nothing to loose, nothing to win.

HOw much more will you enjoy, the sex and the lust, they doing, you watching,
You do not want to be alone, you want one, just one to be with you,
SOmeone I want, to feel, to feel me, not like someone, but Me as ME.
I find none, I feel despaired, waiting for another sundown, waiting for another long night.

Like me or love me, the emotions to feel, is just a smile on your face,
The beauty of one true sunset, the feeling one true love, you want it to stay,
But the feeling is too short, to resist, to remain, to last, and it leaves you,
ANd now when its gone, I want you even more, You will want me, One night of just, wild love.

I stay awake on my bed, tears keep trickling down me,
No one knows why, none will even know why, the secret, is lost with you,
with you gone I am lost in you, inside somewhere, no guilt, no acceptance needed,
Somewhere, Sometime, we will meet, or we shall remain lost, but the love that was, shall never be.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

The Next Level Of Insanity

The moment i decided to kill,
The moment life was taken away from you,
I got a strange feeling, melting, cold,
Something happened, something went terribly wrong.

I had lived for you, to live with you all my life,
I took your life away, I took you away from me,
I made you hate me, I made you scared, you feared,
You went far, I left you lifeless, without love.

My moments of desolation are here, You gone, gave me nothing,
My most terrible mistake, My fruitless thoughts, my pain,
My most absurd calculations, lie there lifeless, like dirt,
Pain has engulfed me, swallowed without any taste, Pain.

Mighty is the fear, fear of making you a dead corpse,
Mighty the hate, I have gone insane, talking to the walls,
Love had disappeared from my world, When love gets taken away from you,
when you take the love away, you realize, you miss, you bleed.

Anger, never helps anyone, its a disgrace, a curse to mankind,
Smite me O' Almighty, Their armies of hell, are coming to bound me,
In chains, In the worst nightmares, I have left her,
Left her dead, without love, without blood. with pain, suffering, misery.

Night after night i don't sleep,
I think of her, Think what can I do to bring her back,
take my life my God I don't deserve to live, but she does,
in her inequities, see mine, in her sins see mine, let her pass into bliss.

Smiling, I cry, Crying I shout, Shouting I bleed tears,
No love in life, No life to live,
You took em all away,
With you my source of love life hope identity, went away.
And I stay lifeless, living like dirt,
On the face of this earth.

Thursday, May 07, 2009

Thousand Ways To Kill You - (How)

Reading me, is a reason to hate her, Violating all probable codes of conduct,
I trespass, into the paths of unjust and cruel violence, I warn you read further at your risk.
And if you do read further, you must read the post just before this, I can't justify,
I don't need to, But you will figure it out why?

I am Angelo, my soul has become dark, The monster of my past wakes,
I am ready to slaughter a million, I have been hurt, and I don't know why,
All I knew was to love, how did I become an adversary, An enemy,
A lunatic, A freak, its sad, But you will be more happy , when i tear open your jaw.

I will play with your long hair, and then pull them gently, A couple of strands tear,
But I am not satisfied, I want the bunch, I light my cigarette, and I use your skull as my ash tray,
I burn your hair with my lighter, i see it burn, You don't move i have tied you to your bed, our bed,
where we used to sleep, but you cheated, cheated on me. I see your hair burn, your beautiful hair melt.

I can see you cry, You see your hair burn, I lift a hammer and slap your joints, like I used to kill ants when i was a child,
Oh i also remember, i used to ham the crackers with the hammer, the harder you thrust, the louder it bursts,
I can feel your elbow breaking, crackling sound, I thrust your jaw, breaking a couple of your canines,
I laugh, I don't rejoice, I feel the pain, because you feel the pain, and I want you to taste the pain, MY PAIN.

I use a blade, open your mouth and draw a straight line on your tongue, the muscle bleeds, Melons come out,
The lips engulf with blood, Those lips you used, to lie to me, To speak to other men, To charm them,
Now it lies there diffused, the taste buds are no longer attached, you are drinking your own blood now.
You weep, you utter my name the last time, anheloooaaaaaa

I open my tool box, spread some shrapnel on the floor, spread a lot of them on the entire floor,
I lift your bed sideways, you are still drinking your blood, you look at the floor,
I lift my hands and leave it, the bed falls upside down, you are looking at the shrapnels, they come closer to your eyes,
A moment later, they are inside your eyes, Sharp as they are, your eyes bleed, those eyes, which saw other men,
which were full of lust and sin.

You can't scream, you are drinking blood mixed with shrapnel, You are in agony, maybe asking yourself,
Was this Hell? Baby, you haven't seen hell yet, And I break a bottle of Rum, pour it on her,
The wounds burn, Its too much to take, you rather die than, go through this torture, Not so easy,
The sharp end of the bottle neck, I use, to write my name on her perfect legs, waxed for many. The blood streaming down, like a fountain.

I can't see you in so much pain, I want to put you out of your misery,
I take a kitchen knife, and start stabbing your head, Once, twice, thrice, many times,
I can feel that yellow substance, with blood all over my knife, I had created a dent in your head,
I put my fingers in the gaps, and tear open the skull, the yellow matter is all over me, This was the brain, that thought to cheat me, thought of lust, and never felt any guilt.

For some reason you were still breathing, I saw your sun was setting,
Think of the days you cheated on me, You made me look like a miserable lonely piece of shit,
In front of your friends I was always guilty, I was the culprit,
Oh I am the culprit now, culprit of killing you,
Killing you, Thousand ways.

Thousand Ways To Kill You - (Why?)

I had loved you more than me,
You, you betrayed the only one who could give his life for you.
I have no words to explain my pain. Its unbearable,
It just kills me each day, looking at you, I feel, I should.

Started the day of your birthday celebration,
When you accepted his gift, You promised me you give it back,
But you never did, you made me a fool, Made me believe that it was not important,
I am a fool, I was, Not any anymore and so I have decided I should.

You want everyone to crowd around you, Make you feel important,
Each day, I said that I did love you, you just wanted others attention,
I wanted to be the only one, I did not deserve that much of respect from you?
You had so many guys around you, You forgot me, that is the reason why, I should.

I always felt that you understood my pain, I never stated it though,
But I was wrong, You never saw it, You thought I just didn't care enough, I did,
I wanted you to be happy, May be, I thought at the cost of my happiness,
You just didn't get the point, each time I made it, you became defensive, That was more than I could take,
So I should.

You had the people who called you every night, You never told me who they were,
What they spoke to you, Why you took so much time to speak to them,
You didn't spend enough time with me, Respect was like hunger, you feed it, you satisfy,
I was lonely, all through out, You didn't see my misery, my crying. Thats why I should.

And you specifically liked the baldy, You went out for random dinners without telling me,
He had now become your friend who heard you all day and night, what about me?
I don't have anyone like that, You tell me he listens to you, make an attempt to speak to me,
But never, You said I should reconsider my priorities, May be now I should.

After we broke up, you told me that I was still your best friend,
I was ill for more than a week, I coughed each day and each night, without sleep,
I was depressed, horrified, lonely, alienated, thinking someone will call,
No one did, Oh I have chosen my motive in life now, May be you should have too.

I have long been thinking, I have trespassed, you have been the motive of my life,
I have just been thinking how can I, how will I, I don't think I should, May be I should,
Losing each strand of patience in my vein, I lie fruitless, My arms ache and my brain is dead,
The reason I live now is to plan,
Plan thousand ways to Kill you.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Seconds To Pleasure

Soft and smooth, your touch is so divine,
Puts silk to shame, your name, is like new wine,
Poured into my glass, Like the drink of life.
The touch is making me feel like I am going a thousand places.

Seconds later, i want to experience more,
i touch further, exploring the possibilities, Not an uncommon way,
Merely human, guess, the thirst, has just begun, I am wanting it more.
Slowly, my fingers move down your throat, and that sweat rolls down your chin.

That sweet fragrance is making me wild, Its like the pardon of all my sins,
My feet are trembling, I want to sink into your arms, You shiver now,
That makes me want you more, You taste sweet, my angel, I wipe my face against yours.
I roll down my arms, to protect you, from all that is coming against you.

Wish I was not in the library, i was at home, i didn't had to hide,
My mystery is hidden, behind the knots of knowledge, I push and pop
the secret is no longer. College is the place to meet, but i was having my meal,
You were my meal, Eating like a glutton, I have seen you flavor my needs.

The secrets are deeper, The mysteries are unfolding, Like a birthday present,
I first open the ribbons, The package inside is extra-ordinary, Explicit, for my eyes alone.
I face my darkest temptations, rudely, I am being more formal, social than ever,
Not yet an animal, Wait till it gets dark, I walk, those dark lanes, only when I am alone.

Cast me in that magic, that upsurge, the feeling of new sensations, in my veins,
My hand shivers too now, I am slowly, near your lips, kissing you slowly,
Making my lips touch yours, gently, tasting the divine providence,
The promise, of new life, is here, in here, experience it.

That Kiss lasts less than a minute, a couple of blocks away,
We hear someone walking towards this lane, carefully tread your path now,
We smile, and feel each other touch again, I never want to let you go,
I keep gazing at you, at the perfect world, life, nature, beauty, personified.

Making me your slave, you leave, trapped inside, you take me away,
I stand here heartless, wanting more, still enjoying the sweet aroma,
The smile on your wet lips, the brow wet with sweat, its all making me fall,
Cross me, you walk, I have gone into this trance, wanting back, those seconds to pleasure.
Wanting, feeling, deep inside me, the seconds to pleasure.

Monday, January 05, 2009

The Last Of the Shadows

Final plans of resurrection, have been planned,
I have made some head through, Their war is about to begin,
Nasty beasts, Foolish men, Bad schools of thought,
A princess lost at sea, never returned, have to save her.

They all are after her, They, the bunch of fools,
Who can't sort their lives, depressed, despised,
Unnatural, ridiculous losers, making the mark,
The warning I gave, the symbol of hope, for her.

The Assumption is at hand, the nasty birds of fury fly with me,
The Zombies wake with me, the monster, comands my path,
I am good, Bad is inside me, But aren't we all Bad,
There is some goodness in our, black souls, not everyone is as good as HIM.

The gig is about to start, the variance of mentalities is about to clash,
The hidden agendas, all about to be revealed, and my war sactified,
The rumours are going to be true, They are not going to succeed,
The success lies with me, You get her, still you loose her.

She is out there in the wild, I have to make it fast,
I have to act quickly, before the enemies find her out,
The blocks of perception will, build a final array of defence,
The majority are there, but I am the Alpha and the Omega.

Gods have lost against me, The future of my Princess,
Lies ahead of me, The gathering has begun, She is feeling left alone,
The missing ingredient is me, The right mix of all mixes, is missing,
The brand of all brands, isn't there, they all shake, vanity fills them.
But she is sad.

I will get you first, faster than anyone,
Stronger than anyone, is me, ANd none shall be my adversary,
FOr I have the monster, in me, I go forth to defeat all ye,
Fruitless devostees of Golam, Puke my blood and Rot. Behold I have arrived.

I blow fire, and scantify the souls of all the wicked,
The missing link is found, She is happy, to see me,
She comes forth to me and falls in my arm,
The fortress is shaking, I tear my skin, I grow my wings, I steal her,
Fly and redeem them all, All their souls.Behold the heavens open, and they see the light.

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Me Against The World - Part 2 (Work)

Dangerous Waters I tread, Since my Monster woke,
The path of dishonesty, to show my honesty,
The path of vengeance, to show my innocence,
The roads of ruthlessness, to show my selflessness.

I hide, behind me, My monster hides in me,
Waiting, Staring at my moves, making me raw, wild.
Son of man, Saw wilder things, but said none,
Thats why I aint he, and I fight back, the world, to start the end.

It is coming, I saw it, I pushed myself like a snake,
wandering in the sights of vicious death,
I slept, just to wake up and execute, Execution,
But this time its not me, I will feed ye to the dogs. Soon.

My weeks are passing faster, My plans are working,
My vicious emotions drag me along, the world has made me,
The Victorious bastard, and I don't care anymore,
Like fruits falling only in one basket, and was mine. I rejoice.

Leave me alone, I cry, I am full of the victory claps,
The Gods are proud, the Kings were proud, Oh yes, I was proud,
I proved that i was God, I made myself one,
The invincible, Almighty, the vicious monstrous won.

Sleeping each day, ignorant of those leeches, whom I hated,
I had crushed them under my feet, my luster had overshadowed, their kisses
They had been forgotten, after they were cursed, cursed and sent to shambles,
I, was the only one, the victorious scientist, the beloved one. Curse me and you burn.

And i looked up and stared at the red clouds, and commanded, RAIN,
But the bastards didn't, I was God, and I should be obeyed,
And the skies, turned blood, the sun set laying me in darkness,
Was I not the righteous? Was I not the oppressed? And look what thou had made me,
THE WORLD, It was I and THEM, but I became them, timeline me.

I saw myself crawling on four feet, I had won, But I was left alone,
I was just one, Now I could trust none, I had shown them their true face,
But instead exposed my monster, my filth, was now visible, Murky was I,
They had decomposed, rotting with the Zombies,
And I, I against me, Now I was the world. Was I?

Monday, August 04, 2008

Me Against The World - Part 1 (Work)

This is not an account of how people at work treat me,
This is just my persona, speaking, may be its my perception,
May be, But its the world out there, wanting to chew me down in a thousand pieces,
Its evident, Its right there, waiting each day, like a hungry dog, wanting attention.

Each day I enter, I flash my card, I wait to be obliged,
Making millions each day, pay me cents, pay me less,
Make me want to quit, but like a bonded labour, i work,
Swear if I had a chance, I would thrash them all ye fools.

Entering office, gloomy faces around, only happy face is that of my pc,
Inhuman, but bright, intellectual, but stupid,
Happy faces around, just a couple, for whom i maintain the code,
The only source of creative upsurge, is them, oh beloved.

Mark me, Unmark me, Add me and Negate me,
I am there, right in front of your eyes, oh mighty kings,
But you can't see the faithful, who work under you, you like leeches,
Cling on to you, make you feel good, rotten rats, may you get more kisses.

Its not easy, Working each day, faithfully, undermined, disgraced, teased,
Shame, you redefine my persona, I go beyond, the normal upholding,
Fall down the grave to see a thousand souls, resting, they were smitten,
They were pressed, oppressed, degraded and decomposed, they were lying there,
Zombies.

Opened my eyes, to gaze at the empty office, I was still far from over,
While others were safely in bed, Worried about me were a handful, Can't do much,
Just Moan.
I opened my eyes, opened to sunshine, in that dark hour, in that spliff of smoke on my lips,
And my lungs full of the fire, the monster had risen, from me, the depths. They shall END.

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Windows Open

Just as I woke up with a start,
I swallowed some saliva, thinking I saw a ghost,
But may not be one, Just my imagination going wild.
Needless to say there is nothing in this world like that.

Opened my window, saw a shadow,
Hid behind my curtains, watching the show,
Not a ghost, a shadow in the dark, mystery fog,
Needless to say, she was not in white, but in black smog.

4 in the morning, this was just a vision,
A guilty past that I could see, Not think,
Wrong, everything was wrong, my vision, my past,
I was dreaming I thought, coz I could see my darkest fears, immobilizing me.

A Night, or an early morning Vision, All I could see is her,
Crying, the past, was dull, sad, it wasn't a nightmare,
It was the woman and child crying, Sinfully deserted, Lustfully used and thrown,
Crying from the depths of my eternal damnation, the calling of Satan.

I had sinned, Somewhere in the past, Sometime in the past,
I had promised and forgotten, the child, looked like a prey,
Smitten, hungry, upset, dark winds blowing, shadows disappearing,
My mind was playing with me, But it had opened the window......the past

It was at this unearthly hour, 8 years ago, I slept by her,
Dreaming of a wonderful life, a beautiful future,
But like cracked glass, I gave in to the vanity of this world, Money!
I left, seeking the bright future, selfish, alone, and I saw her never.

So I sleep, alone, each day, Just to wake up and leave,
As I left that night, but I sold my soul, To the vanity,
the wealth, the hunger of sick paper, made me leave and close the doors, on her
Leaving the windows, open for the past, the sick thoughts, the past....windows open in despair.
Each night....every night, forever.