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Sunday, May 31, 2009

Stop Sign

The mind longs to feel your breath.
I see it coming over me.
The funny thing is there is no stopping this.
I see the sky clearly.
I see that everyone is smiling.
I believe that all shall be good one day.
And I believe that I shall cry soon.
But the funny thing is there is no stopping this.
I long to sleep beside you.
And know that all is calm.
To believe that the pain shall ebb.
And that one day I will sleep at peace.
But for now - I burn.
Today I suffer and today I whine.
I am alone is all that I can say.
The discomfort shall grow and I will cry soon you see.
But the funny thing is . . .
Yeah - you know it.
There's no stopping this.
It is how life is meant to be methinks.
Where living seems lighter with minds closed.
Where the grass is green on both sides.
Where everyday is a new start.
And every feel you feel is a fresh feel.
I smell the hair and I see the smile.
I see you sleeping like a dirty rock.
For now I don't sleep.
I lost my hunger
I lost my joy and I lost my goals.
All when you clouded my paths.
I still shiver in the cold
When I see that I am alone.
That there is no further road.
But your smell comes to me.
I know not from where.
And then I say that there's no stopping this.

The window shuts

The chisel and the board.
They fight when there is no one there.
I hear the roar of the machines - how they work day and night.
Tirelessly - to feed a race of morons.
I see the lights and I see the slabs.
I see the joy in their eyes.
Their puny thoughts
Their wonderful ignorance
Their joy in consumption.
Their idea of a party.
The need for friends.
The need to do the cool things.
A barbecue in the middle of the night - Why?
Because the weather is good.
Does it make sense.
Of course it does - it is the correct thing to do.
It makes sense to enjoy life.
Spend what is earned.
Spend even more that what is earned.
The notion of happiness transcends cultures.
A jog in the evening can make a person smile.
So can kicking a dog.
A chat with a friend can make a person jump.
So can a football match in the company of morons and beer.
The glass, the lights, the thoughts, the beliefs, the layers, the showcases, the walkways, the streetlights, the laws, the rules, the norms, the concerns, the right, the wrong.

I shiver in the dark because I am all alone.
I wait for someone to hold me and tell me to switch off.
Is it you out there?
Begone foul thought -
All you do is cloud my friend.
Begone I say because the enemies that he sees before him are but puppets.
All he needs it me you see.
I say to you - O darkness.
You shall not come near my friend.
I hold him dear.
He is insane.
He loses his mind at times.
All he needs is sleep.
All he craves is knowledge.
The light.
The peace.
The death.

But -
O; so that is why you want him don't you O Darkness.
You believe he is yours?
OK

Monday, May 25, 2009

An Alien Land

The sky is dark and life has ended.
I see it all around
All lies vacant.
All that was made to serve a purpose - wasted.
I wonder what these creatures are all about when they try to say what they say.
Do they mean what they do?
I believe not.
All seems dead.
They all seem lost.
Their little cocoons and their little minds.
Fixated on the good things in life.
Fixated on being polite and easily taking offense.
The trees look plastic and the cars look dormant.
The behaviour infuriates me to no end.
I see the little bags and the big yachts.
The wide roads and the useless structures as they dot the alien land.
I wonder what this means.
I wonder where they believe they are.
I believe I am alone.
I believe they laugh at me when they see me.
I believe I am the outsider here.
Hello Mr. Camus, we meet again.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Song Lines

Fantastic Lyrics -
Open to interpretation; as always.

U2
The worst of us are a long drawn out confession
The best of us are geniuses of compression

Choose your enemies carefully coz they will define you
Make them interesting coz in some ways they will mind you
They're not there in the beginning,
But when your story ends...
Gonna last with you longer than your friends.


Coldplay
Just because we're losing,
Doesn't mean we've lost...

People walking all the time;
Inside a perfectly straight line.
Don't you wanna curve away,
And it's such a perfect day.
Such a perfect day!


Fuzon
Roshni kahaan gumm gayee?
Abhi toh yahan...
Jalaa tha diya
Kho gaye...
Kahaan kho gaye?
Abhi toh yeh dil...
Lagaa hee naa thaa


Gary Jules
And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world ...



The Shins
You want to jump and dance
But you sat on your hands
And lost your only chance...

Go back to your hometown
Get your feet on the ground
And stop floating around...

I find a fatal flaw
In the logic of love
And go out of my head

You love a sinking stone
That'll never elope
So get used to used to the lonesome
Girl, you must atone some
Don't leave me no phone number there

Monday, May 18, 2009

Challenges

I wonder who do you think you are?
Strutting that strut,
Ego in the air
Smirk across face
Mesmerizing attitude
You think you are better than me?
Will club you down beach!
You think you like me?
Ok - Let's see where this goes.
You say you wanna hold my hand?
Sure :|

I believe I may be better than you.
I got my own criteria for judgement.
I have a mind of my own.
I see things the way I see things
So do not walk too proudly love
You are no match for what I can be.

So you fell down eh?
You think I will help you up?
You think right.

Now stand straight and stop competing or you will fall again.
This time on your face!

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Cold War

Erupts a scaled back and bulging arms.
Wide eyed it stares at the sights.
The fire burning around.
The cold ice.
The yellow moon.
The creatures they come out at night.
With a vengeance to annihilate all that was once built.
The rampage spills over and takes lives of the peaceful.
Peaceful ? - Is that the reason for your existence?
You do not deserve life foul beings!
Wrath - face it now. Face and shiver in front of us.

Wielding an axe a man stands up and beckons with a soft voice.
Come to me you.

Silence and thunder.
The war ended then.