How little I thought
of afternoons, nights and days,
a silent bed and by me, I will lay
of many a spring's dusks,
lost among the shadows I would search
of drunken lusts,wails of past
as I tried to play a flute of rock
how little I thought
of what I need
of what I can dream
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
Let it rain!

let it rain!
let it rain!!
let it fill the drains
and the plains,
chill the walls
of the skies
and tell you
heavens cried.
let it rain!
let it rain!!
let it bring
life back to us, again,
let the frogs chatter
in those puddles of water,
and grasshoppers zzzz's be a pain.
let it rain!
let it rain !!
let its wail tell us again
- "see those bubbles at my drops end?
that's life for u my friend"
Friday, April 24, 2009
Just go on!
Monday, March 16, 2009
Restless

What do I do?
where am I to?
everything a perfect misfit
and I am too
my skies never end their sway,
their circles push me as I lay,
as if tied by feet, unwilling my spirit,
I hear them say,
farther away, farther away
from her dreams that seemed real,
from shadows that gave her a veil.
What do I do?
where am I to?
stuck in a capsule that knows not to move
nightmare that has seemingly come true
nothing happens ever, here
in these lanes I grow grey and impair
so much to do ,
but shackled to root,
despair turns me insane.
they are on their way,
circling skies, dwindling worlds,
I need to run far away, far away.
What do I do?
where am I to?
everthing a perfect misfit
I don’t want to be one too.
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
- Dusk-

At every day’s break
the sun takes the same way down
softly edging the horizon
with it its warmth,
& those yellow's hues,
sinks in to the distant seas
ray after ray …
Far from the bustling crowds ,
from this time stricken world,
from where I stood
lost & watched,
It has a rhythm
It's own whim,
we all give in,
sooner or later...
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