Thursday, June 23, 2016

What if i die tomorrow

What if i am to die tomorrow
would i be riddled with guilt and sorrow

would i have given the life you wanted
a paradise promised, a place enchanted

would i have become what you wanted me to be
the image you had of me, the one in your eyes i see

would i be sad for the way i live
sad for what i take sad for what you give

would i miss being with you no more
regret for not having realized this before

would i be remembered for the evil i do
or for all the good in me, because of you

would i leave you with the memories of pain
or would you like to meet me again

would i jut die and be at peace
or will i come back, so that once more we can meet

would i get to tell you that i love you so much
please remember that, even if we cant be in touch

would i get just one more day to borrow
just one more day, before i die tomorrow

Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Box of Rocks

Trapped in a lonely box
All the walls are doors
I have the keys to the locks
Not sure if i need them anymore

Are you the one who knocks?
I have a gift for you in store
You can call it a box of rocks
They were once called memories before

The voices in the head now talks
They tell me to find a cure
All the day they sound like clocks
Life is now just a chore

Monday, December 28, 2015

A Gap

There is a gap in here
Its beyond money or care

A gap which only i can fill
A bullet, a leap, a pill

Nothing fills this void anymore
No music no pleasure no soul

A gap which is eating me away
A gap which is here to stay

Have been searching for definitions
A hint of life in this cadaver of emotions

Paranoia paranoia, burning veins and violent shudder
The heart full of rage and a head full of murder

Crows, yes crows! that's what these voices are!!
Asking me to turn a blind eye to this septic scar

Giving in to the darkness, 
no longer can i hold still
Something need to stop me,
a bullet, a leap, a pill

Saturday, June 25, 2011


A seed of death has taken birth in my head
Horizon gloomy dark, all painted red.

Everything got washed away in the rain
There's nothing left but pain

The pain, this pain, its so real
pain is the only emotion i feel

Hurting myself to know I am alive
Blinded by anger, here now I survive

Oh mother! Its getting darker in here everyday
Dead bodies, murder, anarchy, all in my head, everywhere.

The tattoos of red all in my heart's wall
pull me out, save my soul, break my fall.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Everybody's Nude

Everybody's Nude
Wearing a Prada
She passed me by and had me allude
A smile so Vile
A lie in the Eye
In my Gap I feel so shy

Everybody's Nude
With the cofidence in walk
and the European talks
Her charecter so white
and its written in Chalk

Everybody's Nude
covering up whats inconsequential
Just so wide open where its essential
Only face doesn't suffice to do the magic
Those pretentious curves, Silicon makes it tragic
Everyone Loves them for them plastic toys
And I wish they are the real McCoys

Everybody's Nude
Be bewitched between the legs
Mouths wide open, and tounges in Flex
Fingers shaking, dripping sweat
Pounding on, Hearts dont feel any threat
The pace of her blows
Have you faster to grow
Brains tread slow
and the darkness glow

Everybody's Nude
When you can hide
Saint in your heart
and your mind, the Devil resides
A secret so Loved
When out, you mouthfully despite

Tuesday, December 4, 2007

Utopia of a Stomped Brain

Silence is something very special for a man who has been humiliated due to his speech!

Its not that, that the man does not want to speak any more and it also does not mean that he is now waiting for the correct time to speak, but instead, due to the humiliation he now has known the importance of silence in life.

Thus in the same way, we keep on doing those things only which give pleasure to us. We keep on doing the same thing until we have reached the marginal utility of the item or we at last got humiliated due to the so called “pleasure”!

We run after things which are least needed, but still we proudly state that we are doing a hell of an important job.

We are running at a very fast pace to juice out the most of our lives but not thinking twice about the importance or necessity of the juice.

Often we blame our destiny and our life style for being so unpredictable and rough (respectively), and we very surely say that our destiny is scoffing at us.

But in reality is it so or is it something that we project in our own brain for ourself so as to have someone or something for us all the time who or which can take an acceptance for all the mis happening of our life?

After all, how can “WE” make mistakes? “WE” are the most knowledgeable creatures on this planet! “WE” are the creators of infinite number of “useful” objects! “WE” are “THE HUMANS”. “WE” are this and “WE” are the only one who are that also! “WE” are everything here THE KING!

Sounds great, isn't it!

But its not so great when we actually think about it! I mean if we for once sit down, leaving every freaking important work for sometime, and just think of the various causes of the problems of our lives. Then i am damn sure that in the very roots of our huge problem it is only us who are standing alone as the sole cause of the immense catastrophe. But even after knowing the cause we don't accept it, and we keep on finding a cause and effect relationship for everything

WE try to seek pleasure in everything and that too in a shortcut manner. Even a shortcut to reach GOD without even knowing that HE exists or not.

Let me ask, why is it so? Why are we all in a race to reach the goal even if the goal is not worth reaching! And above all that, why are we always in a race?

No matter how many examinations you pass! No matter how many tests you've gone through! The final destination is always the same. If you know what am I speaking about!

So why do we always need to create a dreamland, before we even start our journey to the end?

Why do we try to invent such unwanted stops in our journey? despite of the fact that all of us know that there is an end to everything.

As far as my thinking is related, i can only see that, when we accepted the fact that we can reach such wonderlands, it showed at that moment only, how very dumb we really are!

And how dumb are those persons who really made us think that there is a space for any other distractions in our lives except than just to survive!

Some will ask me regarding to my theory about those people who are billionaire and living in their huge houses beside some man made lake! But for them also i will say that they are also in the same fight for survival and they are somehow surviving better than the rest. Nothing more than that!

When we are born, till the age when we are really able to think, in between that long duration our brain is always in a constant process of stomping, it gets stomped from all around, from our parents, our environment, from everyone!

So at last when we really grow up and start our journey towards end, we never see the ultimate goal, but instead we try to reach the self created Disneyland, an UTOPIA, which never existed. Without even for once, straining our pre-stomped brains about the aftermath of this hot pursuit.

And when we after all we really get to the ashes of our broken and burnt dreams, we only then realize our fault and try to start afresh!

Many do succeed in starting afresh and many collapse within themselves after what has happened!

So after knowing about such devastating results! Why don't we all do ourselves a favor and force our stomped brains to end this chase to our pre created utopia and focus on the one sole end of us all.

And that is


What do you think?