Sunday, April 26, 2009
Off-Color
My life runs around me
It surrounds me, and Me
My lies goes beside me
And steal a part of me, and Me
Tell me how're you gonna
Make it alright
Tell me more
Of the things you hide
Tell me more, tell no more
Intoxicated are my dreams
And I don't know what the acid is doing in my veins
Inoculated are my hands, not
And my legs have betrayed me, and Me
Let me know
Am I wasted
Oh let me know
Am I the chosen one
Tell me how're you gonna
Make me tight, again
Tell me more of the words
You never spoke, and never said
Tell me more, tell no more
Hibernating is my skin
It's going pale
And it's stinking
Inflated are my eyes
They're going frail
And not blinking
Let me know
Am I hated
Oh let me know
Am I the chosen one
Tell me how're you gonna
Save me from the beast
Save me now from the bats
They‘re pealing, yes pealing
My skin, and my dreams
© rahul
25.04.2009
Chaat Vaat Khaalo..!! Creative House
Image - www.elfwood.com (Might be subjected to copyright)
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Mama, Don't try to wake me
Mama, don’t try to wake me
I am sleeping
Mama, don’t try to fix me
I am not broken
I am just down
Deep down under the bed
Fixing up all of my dreams
Lending myself a sound sleep
Mixing them up with some joys
On my knees, I am resting
Look at me I am smiling
Overlook, ignore my eyes
My tears are all fake
They keep lying
So, don’t hear them cry
I have turned off the lights
I am exiting them all
Crossing light of the sorrows
I have entered inside the wall
Overlook, ignore the eyes
They are fake
They are not weeping
So, don’t hear them cry
I have seen thousand suns
They no longer blind me
I have seen thousand moons
They no longer magnetize me
Mama, just ignore the eyes
I have blocked them both
And I have bounded tears in their closet
Now they won’t ever flow
Mama, don’t try to wake me
I am sleeping
While I am weeping
I am resting on my knees
© rahul
22nd April, 2009
Chaat Vaat Khaalo..!! Creative House
Image - Claude Monet (Subject to Copyright)
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Alter
Divide, Divide
Clone walking side by side
Hey,
Cut open yourself wide
An evil smile
Proudly proud pile
The clone’s wile
Rising tides of Nile
He might kill you inside
And, abandon your pride
While you crawl
Your Alter-ego glide
See-hide, see-hide
From behind the wall
Swallow your pride
And, dig it inside
Divide, Divide
Clone walking side by side
Hey,
Cut open yourself wide
© rahul
Chaat Vaat Khaalo..!! Creative House
Image - http://www.kdp.se/old/lynn2.jpg
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
A life on thorns
I know I have written on this theme before, but I couldn't help it.
He lives on thorns
And no mercy is shown
Shabby clothes
Fathomless eyes
Searches for an answer
Searches for a door
A door to heaven
A playground
A see-saw, a merry go round
Some laughing lips, some innocent eyes
They get a hug after a fall
But he searches for an answer
And searches for a reason
Where are you father
Will you carry me on your shoulder?
Where are you Mother
I need a hug when I fall
And when I cry in the corner
With head on my knees
I want a kite, and a toy car
Coz for now, I play with the muddy ones
I want new clothes
Coz for now, all I wear are tatters
He is still searching for an answer
And a reason
Will this search ever end?
Will the reason present itself?
He shall wait till then
Washing bowls, and serving tea
I am sure, a reason does exist
and his lips, one day will carry a smile
© rahul
08.04.2009
Chaat Vaat Khaalo..!! Creative House
Image - http://www.sciencelearn.org.nz/ (Might be subjected to Copyright)
He lives on thorns
And no mercy is shown
Shabby clothes
Fathomless eyes
Searches for an answer
Searches for a door
A door to heaven
A playground
A see-saw, a merry go round
Some laughing lips, some innocent eyes
They get a hug after a fall
But he searches for an answer
And searches for a reason
Where are you father
Will you carry me on your shoulder?
Where are you Mother
I need a hug when I fall
And when I cry in the corner
With head on my knees
I want a kite, and a toy car
Coz for now, I play with the muddy ones
I want new clothes
Coz for now, all I wear are tatters
He is still searching for an answer
And a reason
Will this search ever end?
Will the reason present itself?
He shall wait till then
Washing bowls, and serving tea
I am sure, a reason does exist
and his lips, one day will carry a smile
© rahul
08.04.2009
Chaat Vaat Khaalo..!! Creative House
Image - http://www.sciencelearn.org.nz/ (Might be subjected to Copyright)
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Silly Girl
Such a fragile little girl -
Stories of gold -
in a brittle plastic mold
that never worked for her.
We wonder where they were.
Silly one - twice baked
in the sun - and overdone.
We're gonna take your toys.
We're gonna capture your boys.
Songs unsung -
that never belonged to you . . .
you leave us nothing else to do.
Silly one - seeking a planet
a clam shell - left behind.
Babbling like a runaway brook -
Running to nowhere -
that never belonged to anyone.
Why do you go on and on?
What do you pray for - on the phone?
Where do you hide when you're alone?
Silly One
We'll crush your pearls
We'll take your toys
We'll capture your boys
Silly One
We'll melt your gold
We'll answer your phone
We'll throw the first stone
© Katsa
April 2009
Image - 2.bp.blogspot.com/ (Might be subject to copyright)
This song is sole property of Katsa, and I have put it up on my blog with her permission..
Monday, April 6, 2009
Looking Behind
A reason for our existence
Ever day is a new game
A reason to laugh, a reason to cry
The rest is in vain
Untouched faces across the road
One single look and then they disappear
A smile just passed by, walking but looking behind
There he stands, King Lear
Betrayed, with a sad face
Facing Earth, with a frightened gaze
One moment of betrayal
One candle light blind date
With known yet unknown person
For lust, or love sate?
A girl with a bowl
And crowded cars on the signal
She peeps through the window with a dry tear
But, sadist behavior from the car
Without even noticing her, 4th gear
Don’t give her any money
All she needs is a helping hand
Books, and treasured knowledge
Entry in the attendance register
A name, a bright future
Alas! Ignorance is our bliss
Ignorance is our nature
Anger is our body
Anger is our stature
© rahul
06.04.2009
Chaat Vaat Khaalo..!! Creative House
Image - nitawriter.files.wordpress.com (Might be Subjected to Copyright)
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Responding to Brosreview
I just got tagged by Brosreview to participate in a new meme. The following are my responses followed by the rules.
What are your current obsessions?
My I-pod nano, My motorazr V8, Donuts.
Which item from your closet are you wearing most often?
My band-T’s, shorts
Last thing you bought?
Live DVD’s of Maiden, Metallica, The Doors
What's for lunch?
I can do without it.
Say something to the person who tagged you:
He is the only person who is quite honest with response towards your works. He has guided me throughout, right from the first time I wrote and posted in a forum.
Favourite vacation spots:
Goa, Jaipur
Vacation spots I must visit before I die
Italy, Switzerland, Venice (Of course in Italy)
3 things to do before I die
Bungee Jump, to have my own Bentley Continental GT, and yes, to meet Bruce Dickinson and James Hetfield
Reading right now?
Pablo Naruda (Read last night)
What is the last movie you saw and enjoyed? Rate it out of 5 stars.
Dev D (4/5)
Guilty pleasure?
Sleeping, and eating of course
First spring thing?
Hard to remember, as we hardly have spring here in Delhi.
Best thing you ate or drank lately?
Some pop-corn.
Care to share some wisdom?
I am just a novice. Still I’ll try, always do what you enjoy doing. Be what you want to be and not what others want you to be.
Name the last blog you visited before this one, on which you left a comment. (link and info please!)
Ajey Padival’s Brosreview, an exceptional songwriter, a guide, actually more than a guide.
Mention one regret in life
No regrets. Live your life as it comes, regrets kills a part of it.
Rules and Invitation to participate:
1. Respond and rework.
2. Answer questions on your own blog.
3. Replace one question. Add one question.
4. Tag eight bloggers:
I tag the following:
The title comes here
Galib abhi zinda hai
Circles
Poetry my Passion
Ameeth Thomas’s Journal
One Knight Stands
Unconventional
Fantasy
Have fun!!!
What are your current obsessions?
My I-pod nano, My motorazr V8, Donuts.
Which item from your closet are you wearing most often?
My band-T’s, shorts
Last thing you bought?
Live DVD’s of Maiden, Metallica, The Doors
What's for lunch?
I can do without it.
Say something to the person who tagged you:
He is the only person who is quite honest with response towards your works. He has guided me throughout, right from the first time I wrote and posted in a forum.
Favourite vacation spots:
Goa, Jaipur
Vacation spots I must visit before I die
Italy, Switzerland, Venice (Of course in Italy)
3 things to do before I die
Bungee Jump, to have my own Bentley Continental GT, and yes, to meet Bruce Dickinson and James Hetfield
Reading right now?
Pablo Naruda (Read last night)
What is the last movie you saw and enjoyed? Rate it out of 5 stars.
Dev D (4/5)
Guilty pleasure?
Sleeping, and eating of course
First spring thing?
Hard to remember, as we hardly have spring here in Delhi.
Best thing you ate or drank lately?
Some pop-corn.
Care to share some wisdom?
I am just a novice. Still I’ll try, always do what you enjoy doing. Be what you want to be and not what others want you to be.
Name the last blog you visited before this one, on which you left a comment. (link and info please!)
Ajey Padival’s Brosreview, an exceptional songwriter, a guide, actually more than a guide.
Mention one regret in life
No regrets. Live your life as it comes, regrets kills a part of it.
Rules and Invitation to participate:
1. Respond and rework.
2. Answer questions on your own blog.
3. Replace one question. Add one question.
4. Tag eight bloggers:
I tag the following:
The title comes here
Galib abhi zinda hai
Circles
Poetry my Passion
Ameeth Thomas’s Journal
One Knight Stands
Unconventional
Fantasy
Have fun!!!
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