Friday 14 September 2012

The insane inside


On the other side of the mirror i lie
The canines bleed out now every time i cry
How deep inside have you locked me
Only an endless oblivion is all that you see
Your blindness, your ignorance, your lack of motivation..
You and your worthless extroversion...
Guess you were only born to kill every belief of that dreamer
Of that dreamer i once knew..
Guess thats what i ll always be.. an unreal imagination of a looser
An  imagination your pathetic mind drew..

How deep inside have you locked me
Its hard now to drown in this ignorant sea
From the darkest depths i pray to you
Set my sails for the world within you
Let me give the wanderer his lost highway
Let the fire inside take over its passionate sway..
Be the insane part of this ecstatic gray...
Where theres nothing to hold back, nothing to shy away..
Be the insane part of the insane me
And let me take over this nasty play.

(I really liked writing it down.... am not really sure if its very likable but it sure was fun!!\m/ ;-).. )

the hidden patterns!;-)

Thursday 6 September 2012

Seasons in the sun

i was depressed and sat calmly in the windT that night... a dog in the campus came up n started fooling around.... n it was there for like an hour! neva connected that well with any other animal before.. : )

Friends of mine…



Unlike before, I don’t abuse him anymore
But Silence has stopped speaking back to me
Have to cheer him up
So that we can again sleep under the same tree
They say true friends are hard to come by
Yet I have had a lot of them.
They are all a little shy
But I always speak for them.

Sometimes I wonder if the clear sky is laughing at me
But we still hang out a lot and let the lazy days just be
He promises me two extra-large wings and an escapade
But today I am way too busy to run and fade
Busy making peace with the loneliness, singleness
I still find it hard though to get their sarcastic awesomeness

Even now when I walk along an empty street
Sometimes I just love catching a Nirvava tune…
Coz it hardly matters if anyone cares to listen to this git
I still have the empty street and the silver moon…
In our world we bitch around, 
we get into brawls boldly
But soon we become friends again
Coz we might be different but we are all very lonely

Sunday 2 September 2012

What else can i Say...


what else can i write
let me fade away from the sight
what else should i wish
take me away from this niche
what else do you crave
Cant you see, I have to catch that wave

If this time i dont waive
release me from this cave
If this drifter gets his way
why should it hurt your play
If every role had to be played
What was mine supposed to convey

What else can i say
Let me walk away...