Tuesday, December 30, 2008

THIS OASIS OF MINE

I had to do this,
Unless another year will pass by
Just being polite.
I don’t want anybody else
To blow my kite.
But I can’t make a decision alone
Because it requires another someone
To make this oasis of mine.
Only then the dull will shine.
I am prepared to leave anything but her
Or transform for that matter.
But does she know this for sure.
I want to tell her everything
That I feel, but I find no cure.
I go bowled over.
Reading her only mail endless
Times in a day,
Trying to squeeze my way.
When find nothing, just shout.
Out of anguish or aggravation without a doubt.
I don’t know why, that’s another question.

It’s not making me miserable,
It’s turning me strong.
Every time I see her, I desire her more.
That’s all I wish and yearn for.
I can keep on dreaming until I be with her.
Even after being with her,
I will dream further.
So ordinary but still a special one.
Can turn a stone into sun.
Only a star can match her charm,
I ain’t no star but sure am warm.
Does she feel the same???
Waiting to know the same.
Live with her and for her
Forever...

CHEERS

I spoke to a lady and she made me smile,
Made me deem yet again and trek some miles,
Back in times of yore,
I wasn’t poignant this time, I came out fine.
She asked me to jot down a “happy song”
Which I am writing.
Today, my two selves are not fighting.
Feeling rejuvenated and lively,
Can’t remember when I felt this lately.

It’s the past that reflects on the present
And shapes the future
And it always sticks to you as your tutor
Guiding you in the course of your life
Cutting the way across like a knife.

She taught me to immerge from the sea
Live in present and still hold the key
Of the future and keep the past intact.

I thought I was a pessimist
But she blew away the mist, over my head
Seems worthless of all the tears I’ve shed
Never came across such a person over the years
All I can say to her is “CHEERS”...

CAUGHT AND LOST

Several sleepless nights I spent
Thinking about you.
It’s been a lifetime since I’ve been bent
Over the table and daydreamt.
No girl made me feel this way,
Since so long, I was curious if I am a gay.
I can’t think of anything when you are around,
I need you and I am lucky to have found.

Don’t you feel to lock your arms around me?
And we can just stay talking.
Open your eyes, open’ em wide,
Put everything aside, hold me tight.
I am not going anywhere,
Just caught and lost in your hair.
Oh God! Please! Spare
Her for me. That’s my prayer.

I will try everything to make you happy.
I will change the way you feel.
I’ll make you leave all your misery,
And take away the pain.
And will make you lose betrayal.
Show you all the beauty you possess,
I will let you believe,
That you are mine and will remain.

Don’t leave me alone and hanging in a whirlpool,
I’m good, though, I look like a fool.
Please answer me and be with me,
I know that even you know we are meant to be.

STRANGER TO ME

It’s nice to be around you and just talk
It feels nice to hear it and be a part.
Though, you are not “my type” but you are pleasant
Sometimes opposites do make sense.
You are transparent and pure as honeydew
I would rather choose death than you in lieu.
People find you slow
I wonder what do they know.
They even find you dumb
To the core they are numb.
Untouched by the evils of the world
Lost deeply in your hair curls.
You are stranger to me
But I can kill, to look at the world as you see.
Every girl I met over the years
Were complex creatures,
It took a lot of time to pierce the skin
And what I found inside was another skin.

Somebody told me there’s a girl out there
With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.
It never happened to me,
Where I waited to speak to someone
Really so eagerly.
A slight thought, and it brings smiles to me.
Thinking of you, that is what I do
How many times? Even I want to know.
Up in the morning. Will you be up too?
Having tea. Will yours be cold too?
I think of you thinking,
Will you be thinking of me too?
I doubt and I sometimes wonder too.

I am amazed, how you make me feel free
From the shackles of the past
Want to make your life good
As long as I last.If you want to walk in middle of the night
You’ll find me walking beside you
So that when you stop,
You have somebody to bring you back.

When you feel low,
Be with you and empathise
And crack some stupid jokes
To bring back the smile on your face.
The smile and giggle I can kill for.
And fill your every moment with so much happiness
To make sure you never feel low ever again.

When you want to talk
Just sit next to you and soak up
All that you are sharing
To know you even better and
Make you feel light and heard.

And when you feel scared in the night
I will just hold your hand and sit nearby
Till it is light again
Watching you go to sleep peacefully.
Light up the whole house and fill you with
Nice and cherishing thoughts
That you never feel scared again.

Teach you some of the stupid crap
Then we both can laugh
But make sure you stay “dumb”
Because smart people use their brains
And you follow your heartAnd I want you to continue doing that.

Monday, October 6, 2008

ANOTHER DAY, DOWN THE DRAIN

have you been on a boat wherein nobody knows where the hell the boat is going.???
Its been more than two months since i joinjed the classes at Amity University. I came here not by choice but because none of my plans turned out the way i wanted, and even after religiously attending classes for more than two months, i know SHIT about events and PR.

Take "today" as an examle, out MENTOR came in the class and she was having a so called healthy conversation with the students. she asked us "what are the problems do we have regarding classes?" i mean, cant she see for herself? we come around 9:30 in the morning and almost everyday after the first two hours of classes we are free, in a way, then we PLAY to kill the time. Can't she see how much time we are wasting??? this is the problem man, we are feeling wasted after joining amity.
The other day while having another "healthy conversation" with the students, some things got misconveyed. the faculty got so furious about it that she started picking up on the student personally. so immature!!!!!!!!!
ok SHIT happens, agreed. but its over man, get over it. even today when our mentor came she started digging up the matter again and, indirectly though, was demanding explaination. c'mon GROW UP PEOPLE!!!!!!

every night my brother and father calls me up and they ask me about how my studies are unfolding??? i, like a cold blooded lier, tell them its going great! i feel pathetic and sometimes angy! i dont know where my carrer is heading towards, but i know i will get a good job. i think this will be the only reason that i'm not as freaked out as my classmates.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

LIFE ITSELF

The right word is “Falling Apart”.
A curse, which developed as an art.

Born as a child of grace
But the same turned away its face.
In the pursuit of life
The child had to thrive.

He played his part well and good
Not perfect but tried best as he could.
He knew he was different
But on what grounds?
Constantly searching for answers
For which he doesn’t have questions.
Looking for answers
He went out of bounds.

Entered a dark world
Nothing was visible.
He felt good and invincible.
He conquered over his thoughts, mind
And life itself.

The place was silent and calm
He saw a figure
Took him beneath
He found what he was looking for
PEACE UNDERNEATH……..

NOT A SINGLE PEARL

Hey Father!

Where are you? Why can’t I be with you?
Why I never had your love? Is it me, who is wrong?

People talking around me and I could not connect.
Never experienced the childhood like all of them did.
The games they were playing are alien to me.
They looked at me with disbelief, how can it be?

Everyone shared nice and joyous moments of life.
I tried to find one but unable to see.
Cry or laugh, I don’t know!
Lived so long in darkness
Light seems to be unapproachable.

I don’t regret my past
It HAUNTS me sometimes.
Sucking everything left inside
Throws its shadow on me constantly.

Present suffers, won’t let future too.
Trying to leave it behind but will I be able to?

Answer my father!! Are you listening?
Never answered, I keep on calling.
Never let you know what I am going through
But isn’t it your job to ask me too?

The memories of me crouching under the bed,
All alone inside the hostel, wish I’d be dead.
Spending Christmas at friend’s place
Stood last in the race.
No one was there
Needed a shoulder
Searched for a face.
Still…no one was there.

Winter holidays
Standing for the wave to arrive at bay,
Storm came but not the wave
Lightening blazed, sky glazed.
Me, still standing for my wave.

Spent holidays playing music
Traveling places, watching the world
Always came across the shells
Not a single pearl.

How can I forget the past?
It’ll stick to me till I last.
Tried hard to get over it
Searched for remedies
Haunts me so much
I wonder…
Will I rest in PEACE!!!!

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Since last couple of weeks i'm listening to PsyTrance and its getting into my veins now. I always believed that once the rock bug has bitten you then it becomes next to impossible to come out of the genre and try something else but this notion of mine got shattered into pieces.
A hardcore rock follower like me found something very exciting in it which was, in a way, lacking in rock. For me it was a channel to bring out my aggression. Though rock is also a very capable medium of doing the same but fall somewhere short when it comes to bringing it (aggression) to its zenith and then make it explode.
If you want some surreal experience or want to discover yourself inside-out, it is THE medium for you.
I remember when i was on a sick vacation to nainital, i had nothing to do but to sit in the balcony of my cottage because it was pouring elephants outside. I was drinking since morning and wanted to drink no more. I checked on my friends and found all of them smashed. Scared of boredom, i went inside and took out my stash of hash and weed, rolled 4 jos and sent it all alone. Inserted my earplugs and played Psy. HEAVEN!!!!!!!!!!! felt so close to the spirits of earth.
Didnt wanted to come out of that high.........

I'm slowly getting addicted to Psy. evryone should give it a try.......

PEACE \_/

Thursday, September 25, 2008

SILENT when born and dead

Have you ever felt that you have so much to tell but when given a chance, you cannot???

The same is happening with me for a long time now and sometimes when I dig down deep I feel hollow. Yes, it’s full but with echo of the same voice. I wrote yesterday that I am happy with my loneliness and solitude but these companions of mine are like leeches or vampires, they hang on to you and suck your life out. Although, they (my companions) are very loyal but lethal at the same time. They eat up your thoughts, your emotions and the worse is that you get used to it, even start cherishing it.

People ask me to come over to their places or want me come with them for shopping, hanging out, this is what friends do, don’t they??? But now I start to have second thoughts, one to go with them and the other to be with myself all alone and more often than not I start preferring the later.

Life has many shades and when you are occupied with something, you kind of ignore the colors, although you are enjoying the moment but can’t see the meaning or purpose of that moment you are in. people say life is too short to be taken seriously. I believed in the saying and believe you me, I was a carefree lad but now I have totally different opinion. Those who believe in this saying, regret in the future for doing the same. I believe, life is too short, try and make it meaningful! Make sense of it! Create something out of it! Even a dog lives till it’s possible and then dies. The dog doesn’t care how tomorrow’s going to be, then what is the difference between you and that dog you see everyday on the streets. Heaven made us human for some reason. Explore your soul. Contribute something to the world, the society and the humanity.

I think you can tell how much the loneliness of mine has changed me and my thoughts. I am not saying that it is always good. People who can’t take the pressure will crumble in the middle but once you conquer the stage of crumbling down and turning to the strangers for friendship, you’ll be ready for the evolution of yourself.

As the phoenix rise from its own ashes, you will be re-incarnated and will be above the distractions of the world. You can finally be able to think with a clean and clear mind, with new and rejuvenated soul. It will be the day when you will be able to forgive everybody who did wrong to you. And then, understand the meaning of LIFE.

You will enjoy the same loneliness which scared you the most, will no longer be afraid of anything unseen. Then you will understand why we all are silent when born and dead…

ETERNITY AND NIRVANA IS WITHIN YOU

(written earlier)
It’s been a long time since I’ve been somebody whom I can consider as true friend. At times I feel is it only me who is lonely??? So lonely that I don’t have anybody with whom I can talk to. It’s been nearly one and a half years since I stopped talking to my only friend left and to tell the truth, I feel awful now when I look back at it.

I regret the moments when I switched off my phone to avoid calls but now I feel more miserable when I finally found out that there’s nobody in this world left who’ll disturb me.

I am an emotionally independent person or should I say, I am evolved over the years as a new “me”, who is fencing his emotions because there is nobody to share it with. I’ve been lying to the world by saying I have tons of friends who’ll lay their lives for me on the stoke of my finger but the truth is I am lonely not “alone” but lonely. Lonely as a milestone, every passerby watch it and they know its there but at the end of the day, the milestone is there to stay, “lonely”.

This is the only reason why I turned towards writing my thoughts down on paper or online and by doing this I’m helping myself, saving my inner self from exploding by emotional overload. Now when I meet somebody they find me boring because I don’t speak much and I know silence is not a good thing in any relationship. But look at the irony of my life, I am used to be silent because it’s my only companion and others are friends of “words”, “speech” or I would say “talking”, which I have long forgotten.

When I am happy I celebrate it with myself and yes, the page on which I write and even when I am sad and devastated the companions remain the same. So, over the years I became more predictable than ever before. Whatever the situation, my reaction remain pretty much the same. Nothing affects me. And somehow I have learnt to live with silence, loneliness, solitude whatever you may like to call it, it’s my best friend for now and I think will remain.

Initially it was hard to adjust with but now I find it merrier than ever before. It helped me to spend more time with myself and do some “soul searching” and I believe it’s because of this I can say that I am a better and more noble person than most of the people in our society.

Dilemma, irony whatever my life is going through, I am happy with it. I am not confused anymore, when it comes to “how to live my life”, with or without friends… now my only concern is my carrier, the day I’m able to visualize it, there will be clear picture and I will be the happiest man on the face of this planet and yes, I still will be without friends but my companion will be there for me to celebrate it.

It made me good and kind human and it made me somewhat of a writer, a poet and I know it will take me somewhere none of us have ever been to.

War comes and goes but the soldier stay put, eternity is what we all are searching for. And when you’ll find eternity you will be alone, lonely yet happy with yourself. At that moment I will be one step ahead of the rest of the world because I am already happy with myself and somebody has rightly said “eternity and nirvana is within you”.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

IF I CAN

*IF I CAN*


If I can throw a single ray of light
Across the darkened pathway of another;
If I can aid some soul to clearer sight
Light and duty & thus bless my brother;
If I can wipe from any human cheek a tear
I shall not have, then, lived in vain while here.

If I can guide some erring to truth,
Inspire within the soul of a rosy plant
A sense of light, a love of truth and beauty;
If I can teach one man that God & Heaven are near
I shall not have, then, lived in vain while here;

If from my mind I can banish doubt & fear
And keep my life attuned to truth, love & kindness;
If I can scatter light & hope & cheer
And help & remove the curse of mental blindness;
If I can make joy more, more hope, less pain
I shall not have, then, lived in vain while here.

If by life’s roadside I can plant a tree
Beneath whose shade some wearied head may rest,
Though I may never share its shade or see
Its beauty I shall yet be truly blessed,
Though no one knows my name……!!!

Monday, September 22, 2008

DEJAVU

DOES IT EVER HAPPENED TO YOU THAT YOU COME ACROSS SOMEONE WHO IS MENTALLY SO SIMILAR TO YOU?????


I met one couple of days earlier. Its a girl, she is my classmate, north indian, energetic, bubbly. These are the traits that put drapes over my eyes initially. I looked at her as any other girl but as soon as we started talking, apart from the regular "in class" thing, i realized that she is not in the crowd but "with the crowd".

As i am still in the phase of recovery from the past emotional mishaps, i was looking for somebody to talk to and she served as a perfect sponge for me, soaking up everything that i was spilling.

Only after a few conversations over the phone she made me feel like i know her since eternity. I feel so relieved after talking to her. She takes away all my worries and help me to get a good nights' sleep. Never in my life, so far, i revealed so much to a person whom i know only for couple of weeks.

Though she seems or pretends to be very lively and energetic and bubbly, somewhere deep down inside her i can sense insecurity, confusion and dilemma. She never spoke about it but yes, i can tell that she is as mentally tangled as i am. I read her blogs yesterday and i felt sad on one hand but happy on the other. Sad because i always prayed to the almighty to never give anybody a life as FUCKED up as mine. Happy because its nice to talk and being around people whom you can connect with.

I've been thinking that is it correct to tell your shity stories to somebody who already have so much to worry about??? I'm not helping her in anyway to overcome her stress by putting the burden of my traumatic life over her shoulders.

She is a very nice human being and i want her to succeed in everything that she is dreaming of.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

TOGETHER FOREVER

**TOGETHER FOREVER**

“Life seems to loose it’s meaning with the loss of your beloved. Memories are all that you have. Pain and sorrow of your soul companion….”

Red roses were her favorites,
Her name was also rose.
And every year her
Husband sent them
Tied with pretty bows.

The year he died, the roses
Were delivered to her door,
The card said, I love you
Like all the years before.
Each year he sent her roses
And the note would always say,
I love you even more this year,
then last year on this day.

My love for you will always grow
With every passing year
She know this was the last time
That the roses would appear.
She thought, he ordered roses in
Advance before this day
Her husband did not know,
That he would pass away.

He always liked to do things early,
Way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy everything
Would work out fine.

She trimmed the stems and placed
Them in a special vase.
Then, she sat the vase beside the
Portrait of his smiling face.

She would sit for hours, in her
Husband’s favorite chair.
While staring at his picture,
And the roses smiling there.

A year went by and it was hard to
Live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude
That had become her fate.

Then the very hour
As on their anniversary before,
The door bell rang and there
Were roses, sitting by the door.

She brought the roses in shock
Then, went to get the telephone
To call the florist shop
The owner answered, and she
Asked him, if he could explain
Why would someone do this to her,
Causing her such pain.

I know your husband passed
Away more than a year ago,
The owner said I know you’d call,
And you would like to know.
The flowers you received today,
Were paid for in advance.
Your husband always planned
Ahead, he left nothing to chance.

There is standing order
That I have to file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance
You’ll get them every year.

There also is another thing
That I think you should know
He wrote a special little card.
He did this years ago.
Then, should ever I find out that
He’s no longer here.
That’s the card that should be
Sent, to you the following year.

She thanked him and hung up the
Phone, her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking, as she
Slowly reached to get the card.
Inside the card she saw
That he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total
Silence, this is what he wrote…..

Hello my love, I know it’s been
A year since I have been gone,
I hope its hasn’t been so hard
For you to overcome
I know it must be lonely
And the pain is very real
For if it was the other way
I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made
Everything so beautiful in life.
I love you more than words can
say, you were the perfect wife.
You were my friend and lover,
You fulfilled my every need.
I know its only been an year
But please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy
Even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be
Sent to you for years.

When you get these roses
Think of all the happiness
That we had together,
And how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you
And I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on
You have some living still.

Please…try to find happiness
While living out your days
I know it is not easy but I hope
You find some ways.
The roses will come every year
And they will only stop
When your door’s not
Answered, when the
Florist stops to knock.
He will come five times that day,
In case you’ve gone out.
But after his last visit
He will know without a doubt
To take the roses to that place
Where I’ve instructed him.
And place the roses where we
Are, together once again…

SICKNESS

SICKNESS


Sometimes I wonder where am I going to land
And I get the answer “of course below mud and sand”.
I’m scared of being lonely; I want to be with the crowd
Not in the crowd, with the crowd.

Am I too eager or desperate
To escape the reality.
Making up stories and living a lie.
Gasping for truth and someone to call mine.

Running short of friends and the few I had
Made them sick and go mad, at me.
So used to loneliness, I don’t let people around me for long
And even if they want, I tell a story and they’re not yet so strong.
It stuck to me for so long
I don’t know the start and not the end either.
To my family, friends, relatives
I lie, lie and lie. I am a cheater.

But I’m good at it, nobody caught me yet
May be this is the problem.
Then, I’m not supposed to blame!.
Here I start again!, this is another of my sickness
And this is my game.

SHINE

SHINE

I waited till I saw the sun
Please don’t leave me when you become
Star in the sky with brightest shine
Allow me to see yourself and call you mine!

I finally have found someone I admire.
Yes, I know the conditions it requires.
I’m ready to love you alone and no one,
Please don’t leave me when you become
Star in the sky with brightest shine
Allow me to see yourself and call you mine!

I know you have someone you chose
You shut the doors to your heart and rose.
But let me try to give you another key
And if I failed then, let it be.
I’ll be happy enough at least
I tried, expressed myself.
The memories will remain
I’m not alone.

SHADES OF GRAY

SHADES OF GRAY

Crawling in my head was the thought of yours
I feel that you’re in me and with the force
Of love I kneel in front of you with remorse
In my heart I see: -

It was the biggest mistake of my life
When I left you alone and crying.
I didn’t saw what’s coming
Never even think of it twice.
I doubted your commitment and dignity
Forgot that you love me and will
Keep it going till infinity.
I hated the way you were looking at me
And hated even more the way you were talking to me.
I was confused, what to do and what to say.
Didn’t saw the colours of love
What I really saw were the shades of gray.
Crawling in my head was the thought of yours
I feel that you’re in me and with the force
Of love I kneel in front of you with remorse
In my heart I see: -

My biggest horror was when I saw you dead
Slit both of your wrists and lying in bed.
With tears in your eyes in place of anger instead.
Your last words were “I love you” and then you traded
Your life for my anger and I’ll never forget
Never will forgive myself coz it was my bet.
They took you slowly away from me
In a trolley and I’ll never see,
You again but your stone in the cemetery.
I opened my hand I found the ring
We both once exchanged, darling.
You didn’t gave me the chance to say “sorry”
I have to live with this weight and I’ll carry.
It as a punishment and I’ll never tell,
Anybody that I’m going to hell.
Here I am, standing beside you
And crawling in my head was the thought of yours
I feel that you’re in me and with the force
Of love I kneel in front of you with remorse
In my heart I see.

NEW LIFE

NEW LIFE

Fate made us meet and threw us apart
Yet you remain with me, and then we start
All over again, a new life
All over again, my love!

At start I stumbled, fell down and got up
It was hard to accept but I did
Pulled myself together and started to dig.
Let you down underneath and filled up.

Went back home and slept
I woke up and saw you above the table
Wanted to talk but was unable.
Screamed your name, no one answered
What I must do I wondered
I wished I would’ve accompanied you
That way, I would’ve been happy too.
But, then I heard a heavenly cry
I understood why
Don’t worry I’ll take care.

Yes, you remained with me
Only small, an infant
I can see you through her
In her laughter.
Yes, we will start
All over again, a new life
All over again, with my new life.

LIVING IS HARD

*LIVING IS HARD*

As I move away from you, my heart begins to cry.
Now I can’t be with you no matter how hard should I try?
I’m losing you & you are far
I’m earth & you are the star, you left with a scar.
Now it’s your turn to give it back,
I gave you everything but don’t know what it lacks.

Did I asked to much, more than a lot,
I have played all my cards; it’s your shot.
Spending time with one doesn’t mean you love them.
You got to be inside them & they should feel the same.
{It’s one life; you got to do what you should.
Love is a temple, love is higher law.
You asked me to enter & then you made me crawl.}

I can do whatever you ask me to, I’m not lame
I will always love you, no matter how old you become.
But it can’t be done because I’m here,
Writing this song & I don’t know your location.
I set out for you but I’m on the road & got no destination.
And now the light of life is fading away,
I know it’s going to end soon.
I wish I‘d looked for you earlier
In case my eyes are closed I could know who you are.
Now, I have to please myself with the moon.

I’m not weak, I’m not sad, I’m not sick & I’m glad
But I’m confused & I’m aimless. I’m good & selfless.
I’ve given to the world as much as I could & did what I should.
Then, why God? Why? Why are you doing this to me?
You’ve given me a picture that I can’t see.

I’ve done nothing bad,
I want to live out my days well & good, happy & smiling.
But you never let me, it’s sad.
Took me to high hill, full with wood, & can’t stop climbing.
It’s not a complaint. I’m asking you.
Give me an answer if you can.
Don’t leave me on my own this time, & ask to “be a man”.
Living is hard with this weight on my heart,
I have to let it out & never again allow entering my heart.
If you want to take something,
Take away the bad memories, take away my hate
& Fill it with love & trust.

Crying, sobbing & weeping
Now my eyes are dry, no tears left anymore.
I can’t feel anything; I’m numb to the core.
Soul, body, heart
Life, strength, love
Nothing is in its place.
I’m tired, I will not anymore, chase.
Tired of waiting too.
I will live with or without you,
You tied my hands, & bruised my body,
You got me with nothing to win & nothing left to loose.
& I’m giving myself away
Child rising from ashes, happy to see that?
See yourself what you’ve given me, driving me mad.
Driving me mad.
Driving me mad.
ONLY ME.

ILLUMINATE

ILLUMINATE
Do you want more, more than you can feel?does it constantly eat away at will?tongue-tied and teasing your very essencemaking it feel beyond the living idealtake more than you can even stealthe divination of the purest inhalationexurbanite moments exult now!crave and pounce on everything surrealwe came as we were, and remainhoping, ever hoping to be morewhat we touched cannot be confusedfor the light is enough for us to sustainresplendence in the art of naturecreating and illustrating the design for lifepicture it, the nirvana in your heartopen souls illuminate the divine aperture.

BITTER-SWEET SYMPHONY

BITTERSWEET SYMPHONY

Coz it’s a bittersweet symphony that’s life
Telling me that you slave to money then you die.
Now I take you down to the road
I ever had been down.
No perfect reason to live
But you want to wear the crown.
No, you can’t, but I can change, I can change
This lifestyle by my living style.

You just want to be happy
When there are millions of those who cry.
There’s not even enough food to be roasted
But you buy them and then you fry.
Look around with your eyes
And for once try to feel not just watch.


People don’t have walls around them,
Not even thatch.
You’re sitting beside a bonfire
While others can’t think of match.
No, you can’t, but I can change, I can change
This lifestyle by my living style.
It’s a bittersweet symphony, that’s life…

BAD LUCK

*BAD LUCK*

When life and thought goes hand in hand
And that hand becomes handicapped
Then to cure yourself you hold on tight
Against predators you give a fight
And you have your values and give it your best shot
And the rule changes from DO to DO NOT.

And so I sit here on a rainy day
And my brain just feels like a bale of hay
Through all the jumble they mean or not they say
To be bold in fight have I given me away.

And I feel they should know what I mean
And try to see the way I’ve seen
Because I’m stuck in quicksand, my fight is killing me
And as I drown, hate is filling me.

So I fight, I give up, do you think I’m weak
So many things to take up, the ones I really seek

So its me, just me
And I think the world is large
Because if it ain’t, it wouldn’t be this far.

The idle mind is a devil’s workshop
And its so idle right now, that the devil has stopped
And the devil doesn’t work here any more
There’s no work to do, idle, he was bored
Devil Devil come back again
Be with me also in pain
Make me work, take my brain
I’m too idle, make me insane.
A friend in need is friend indeed
I’m dry, so what, devil my need.
You stuck to me till now, hang on a little longer
I made you strong, your turn, make me stronger.

Run, run I’m deader than you
My blood is black, its redder in you
Funny to see you thin as a wick.

Coz E is me and C is you
If you grow, I grow faster than you
It seems science is just for us
It is so simple they make it such big fun.
SO DON’T RUN!!

Sunday, July 20, 2008

JUST REALIZED

I’m traveling through beautiful valleys,
With bunch of friends.
Enjoying the journey and,
Even more the hiccups of the train.
It feels so good to be carefree,
Pleasant is the scene of oak tree.
Snow covered peaks of mountain,
Raindrops drizzling down the windowpane.

I love this life, I wish I’d have realized
Earlier I’d just fantasize.
I love this life, I’m so happy with myself.

Then the train passed through a tunnel,
It was dark and it was cold.
Got me scared and I felt my body leaving the soul.
I felt something under me and found a leech crawl.

I woke up all wet, with my own sweat.
Hurried towards the window to check.
I felt something on my neck
It was life sucking my life out.

Coz I never saw anything beautiful,
Never even had friends.
Forget about the journey
Forget about the train.
Don’t have nothing to care about
Have mountains of pain and I’d shout
Why my feet are always wet,
With my own tears?
Why, sorrow is the only thing I always get…...???

Monday, June 2, 2008

IS THIS MY FATE

I wonder who am I, what is my job
Am I really unique or part of the mob?
Yes, I am free but what is this freedom for
Is it enough what I have, or do I need more?

I wonder, who am I, whom am I fooling
Is this the LIFE I wanted or a soul I am killing.
I am seeing the world as I want
Not bothering what lies beneath.
What will it take to break the barrier?
And see the world underneath?
To tear the curtains on our eyes,
To watch the bed without sheet.

I wonder, am I brave enough
To bring changes as our heroes did.
To channel the stagnant, I start to dig.

I wonder if I can find the answers
Should I start to act or wait
Will it be too late?
Is this my FATE, I wonder???

Saturday, May 31, 2008

FEEL ME CRY

I watch you go hand in hand with life
Leaving everything you loved behind
Now, silence is the sound,
My breath is the only motion around
Searching for pleasure in the sky
Not even looking for those left on ground.

Don’t forget your roots
Earth is where you come from
Taking bit by bit from this earth
And that’s how you have grown.
Pay some respect to the earthlings
If don’t want to be mown.

When you die,
I see no one’s wishing you goodbye.
But I’ll be there for the moment
And you’ll feel me cry.

Think for once before you go on with life
Take at least the blessings of those left behind
Speak something before the silence spreads its gown
Sky is full of pleasure but love is on the ground.
I wish you reach the sky but setting foot firm to land
Grow bigger than life and everybody grows big with you.

So when you go below mud and sand
I wish I’d be there and I’ll stand
More than a moment
But even then you’ll feel me cry.

Thursday, May 22, 2008

*I LIE ALONE*

Here I lie alone, watching this world go bizarre. With locks on our doors and windows with bars.
We became prisoners of ourselves, Caged our soul from flying. I failed so long but I won’t stop trying To get out, be myself, cry on!!
Here I lie alone, thinking of this world go wild. Grown up’s so hard let me be child.
We became animals, lost our language. No respect for elders and courtesy for a change.
We don’t love our blood but pockets with flood.
I won’t stop trying, to get out, be free, fly on!!
Here I lie alone, feeling this world go lonely. No friends of heart but to act a part only.
Nobody to talk, so you dial a number and go for a walk
And then you return in the same world, so bizarre. With locks on your door and window with bars.
So isolated, so selfish. Break free, fly, cry, and try on and on and on!!!!

Friday, May 16, 2008

GOOD BYE FRIENDS

GOOD BYE FRIENDS
Today I feel free when its time to leave this world
Go beyond the worries of life and touch the clouds’ curls.
Life appears clearer to me now
Before this I always thought of why, where and how.
I’m going to a wonderland, Where people still care for each other
Going to a wonderland Where they feel the pain of a brother.
Going to a wonderland.
And the thing I love most, is the love that showers
See the angels everywhere, Greeting me with hands full of flowers
Each petal for a good deed And the thorns, I don’t need
Is for my sins committed. Thinking of people below, I said please give my brothers’ share To me and spare them of theirs’ 
Because they have some living still And I am the one who is still.
And the last time I will Feel free and go beyond the worries of life
And it appears clearer than the sky Just before I die
I’m going to a wonderland. Goodbye all my friends I’m going to a wonderland…