Monday, March 26, 2007

sudden realizations

simple emotions
complex expectations
imaginary assumptions
sudden realizations
lost soul
living in illusion
complex role
perpetual seclusion

Saturday, March 24, 2007

thin line

Thin line between ego and self respect
Thin line between what u giv and wat u expect
Selfless soul or selfish whole
We create our own role
Good for one bad for the other
One turns foe the other turns brother
When selfless hurts selfish rises
But is it selfish or just being thyself
Rejection turns to endless bound
Selflessness becomes less profound
Something real or something unreal
Its just this mind playing games in the end
Searching for answers we fight so far
In the end thin lines make us wat we are

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Thanks Naman

My friend NAMAN wrote something for me....the context was his ipod
"The path of the GIZMO FREAK is best on all sides by the inequities of the tyranny of technical failures but blessed is he who in the name of charity and goodwill, shepherds the e-distressed through the valley of TROUBLESHOOTING for he is truly a GIZMO FREAK himself and finder of lost electronics and I shall strike down upon thee with extreme vengence and furious anger those who wish to poison my brother and you will know I am your lord when I lay my vengenge upon you."

Friday, March 16, 2007

Naked emotions

Every drop of tear
Every smiling smear
Is leaking out
Is showing out in fear
Not a tint of emotion is left within
Even the smallest wound is left unseen
Open in the sun with everything to show
Not a piece of real is left for me alone
Dry tears have bloated in the sky
Pouts of sympathy question me why
Just falling raindrops in the dark end spaces
As naked emotions lie in transparent spaces

Thursday, March 08, 2007


alms of sympathy flow around
tragic life yet happy sound
distant places of silent thorns
invisibly creating tears unborn
confused mind rolls over the conscience
keeps swaying around the real reasons
if life is cruel so be it
what is cruel? ur own demerit
good bad right and wrong
everbody tries to sing their own song
truth scares yet how much is true?
i keep finding life and so do u


Hungry stomach yet lazy soul
Structured thought yet confused role
burdens of work yet nothing to do
i keep doing my thing which i dont belive
passing hrs yet nothing in hand
many people yet barren land
broken hearts yet happy faces
crocdile tears yet genuine aces
silent rumours yet loud thoughts
in the end in vaccum someone rots....


I had friends but suddenly dont have any
I live my life as if i have lived so many
Silence is sweet yet sour somewhere
Alone is good yet it does scare
if searching is all i do
what in the world will i ever belive
wicked world yet sweet reality
broken bridges yet no calamity
virtual emotions as if life is new
painted smiles as if they were for u
scribbled lines yet no meaning
filled up brain yet no cleaning
serios paths yet nothing rhymes
i keep writing all thes weird lines