Sitting at work with nothing great to do ,I decide to write some poetry .I always fall into the trap of expressing through poetry .But not all of it is crap ,I think :
The green of broken glass
Travels deep into lives
Hound dog plays on the radio
I think of the old woman I’ll be
I join the broken lines
On the incomplete map
Try to get all the oceans on my parched country
The bin overflowing with crushed hearts
Old pictures often make me laugh
Some things cease
Some things cease in hearts
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
aaaaaaaarrrrrggggggggghhhh NOT AGAIN !
'Not again' was exactly what i thought ,when it happened again.And i don't seem to learn do i ?
i generally hate writing about my life on this space but well efforts do fail don't they ...
i have again sucessfully managed to fall for an absolutely inaccessible person ..i mean it has happened in the past but why me ? again ?
btw by inacessible i mean not film stars or what ever other sorts of stars there are .
anyway i hate life at times like these
*prepares to bang head against wall*.
i generally hate writing about my life on this space but well efforts do fail don't they ...
i have again sucessfully managed to fall for an absolutely inaccessible person ..i mean it has happened in the past but why me ? again ?
btw by inacessible i mean not film stars or what ever other sorts of stars there are .
anyway i hate life at times like these
*prepares to bang head against wall*.
Friday, July 6, 2007
Cheap thrills
I have just realised that most of my posts are in the cheap thrills category ...what am i ?
(this one also deserves to be there but i shall do some face saving and put it down as introspection)
(this one also deserves to be there but i shall do some face saving and put it down as introspection)
Thursday, July 5, 2007
Touch and go
Touch and go
The blue of the sky
A first kiss
Loves and losses to come
Worlds that crumble
And live again
Warm hands
Longing
Music
Far away in that frozen moment
Broken touch
Broken looks
Broken words
Touch and go
The blue of the sky
A first kiss
Loves and losses to come
Worlds that crumble
And live again
Warm hands
Longing
Music
Far away in that frozen moment
Broken touch
Broken looks
Broken words
Touch and go
Monday, June 25, 2007
stranded light
Stranded light
Weeping joy
The pain of things that come together
The box that shuts everything inside
I can’t find
I try to catch the music
It slips between my fingers
Caresses but never stops to see
I need it.
The smell of rains
Those old spectacles
Cloudy glass
I take to never give back.
Weeping joy
The pain of things that come together
The box that shuts everything inside
I can’t find
I try to catch the music
It slips between my fingers
Caresses but never stops to see
I need it.
The smell of rains
Those old spectacles
Cloudy glass
I take to never give back.
Friday, June 22, 2007
What If
God seems to be an important guy around my part of the galaxy. By important I mean influential much like that politician who everybody hates but is too scared to let him know.
And I make my long rusted brain-acular muscles race and imagine what if he was a real guy.(ardent devotes are requested to tightly shut their eyes before flight 786 of the blasphem airlines takes off).
For starters real people get pulled up-at work, at home, even in non pullable places like public conveniences! ) so let’s begin by pulling him up for a few mistakes here and there, the world wars, the holocaust, nuclear leaks, not to mention the genocides that keep occurring every now and then.
The devotes who have brought upon themselves blindness ,for reasons best known to themselves at the beginning of this journey, might turn this around and say well you can blame poor joe for what darned Hitler did !
Well as someone who has only had the hair raising privilege of knowing that Hitler existed and terminated himself at some point in human history ,I can only say poor joe is not all that poor is he ,or maybe one can consider the option of a pardon if he either agrees that he was a teeny weeny bit less powerful than the Nazis or better still, a fellow (equally powerful) anti Semitic.
And after being assailed with bouts of fright for the words that have just escaped my agnostic keyboard ,the faustian dilemma of to rebel or seek forgiveness is reaching its peak ,causing flight 786 of the blasphem airlines to swivel out of control ,which reminds me the other count on which the oh so mighty can be charged is treason or creatson ,for all the children being born with three heads and four feet after Chernobyl and Hiroshima ..he better have an explanation or else a lot of trouble can be caused by the unsatisfied consumers of “almighty in a box”
But real people (not to forget ) also get chances of setting right their mistakes ,(some passengers may partially open their eyes) so what does one want joe dearest to do ?
For starters George bush be moved to the residential facility of the department of warped people (they call it hell here) , communal ,casteist ,racist bigots may be shipped after him .the environment may be quickly restored to its pristine and un-global warmed glory, most wars and mass scale destruction of countries shall be taken care of by the first move but for whatever is left over ,do that. People (I thought they were important for joe ) be given the right to live with dignity and equality and as when needs arise they shall be effectively communicated .
Oh wait ! its still what if ….damn you joe !
And I make my long rusted brain-acular muscles race and imagine what if he was a real guy.(ardent devotes are requested to tightly shut their eyes before flight 786 of the blasphem airlines takes off).
For starters real people get pulled up-at work, at home, even in non pullable places like public conveniences! ) so let’s begin by pulling him up for a few mistakes here and there, the world wars, the holocaust, nuclear leaks, not to mention the genocides that keep occurring every now and then.
The devotes who have brought upon themselves blindness ,for reasons best known to themselves at the beginning of this journey, might turn this around and say well you can blame poor joe for what darned Hitler did !
Well as someone who has only had the hair raising privilege of knowing that Hitler existed and terminated himself at some point in human history ,I can only say poor joe is not all that poor is he ,or maybe one can consider the option of a pardon if he either agrees that he was a teeny weeny bit less powerful than the Nazis or better still, a fellow (equally powerful) anti Semitic.
And after being assailed with bouts of fright for the words that have just escaped my agnostic keyboard ,the faustian dilemma of to rebel or seek forgiveness is reaching its peak ,causing flight 786 of the blasphem airlines to swivel out of control ,which reminds me the other count on which the oh so mighty can be charged is treason or creatson ,for all the children being born with three heads and four feet after Chernobyl and Hiroshima ..he better have an explanation or else a lot of trouble can be caused by the unsatisfied consumers of “almighty in a box”
But real people (not to forget ) also get chances of setting right their mistakes ,(some passengers may partially open their eyes) so what does one want joe dearest to do ?
For starters George bush be moved to the residential facility of the department of warped people (they call it hell here) , communal ,casteist ,racist bigots may be shipped after him .the environment may be quickly restored to its pristine and un-global warmed glory, most wars and mass scale destruction of countries shall be taken care of by the first move but for whatever is left over ,do that. People (I thought they were important for joe ) be given the right to live with dignity and equality and as when needs arise they shall be effectively communicated .
Oh wait ! its still what if ….damn you joe !
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