To fly

I've been trying to fly
i am afraid, i might fall
i don't understand, i don't want to fall
afraid of heights, it's making me cry

This flight isn't new
I've been there, before
around the blue sky, up so close
it's scary now, I've got no clue

I am not even old
i convince myself i can
spread my wings, believe me i ran
fainted at the edge, fell cold

Perhaps, i don't want to fly
i just need a solitary peaceful life
excuse me, gold, engines, greatness, family and wife
don't shower me pity cause i don't want to fly

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I'll wait for November

I'll wait for November
music can stop entertaining now

I'll wait for November
misery can dance with me now

I'll wait for November
hell can burn even brighter now

I'll wait for November
Green day fans can return the favor now

I'll wait for November
issues can multiply now

I'll wait for November
winter can make its way now

I'll wait for November
you all can hate me now

I'll wait for November
you all can judge me now

I'll wait for November
flowers can bloom proudly now

I'll wait for November
the queen can wake up now

I'll wait for November
destiny can sleep with luck now

I'll wait for November
words can go die happily now

I'll wait for November
sorry, it's too late to return back now.

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The music has stopped!

The Fuel

It wasn't brand new but
dusty, rusted, tested and a survivor
still in his prime people said
long way to go on the road ahead

It won some races, some exclusive ones
they said it was good, gifted, blessed
no one saw the dampness of sweat beneath, drenched
the wheels rolled, under him and burned

A new set of tires, every new race
an ant among rats, it ran and ran again
a picture on the dashboard, the fuel
a hope in accomplishment, so cruel

The picture, fading like an old tattoo
the hope, flickering like a distant star
the fuel, running out of life
the race still on, intense and rife

Exhaust pipes, thick and cloudy, kissing the drain
black, wounded, blocked and blazing hot
some spirit for fuel it takes to quench the fire
but they wither out too, times are so dire

The engine is broken, yearns replacement
fuel spent, none in sight, one in mind
it craves for a garage, far off, in solitude
away from the race, zillion faces to elude

It ain't a quitter but it ain't no god either
without the fuel, it can't face the race ever
not always a winner but always a good finisher
but without the fuel, it can't face the race ever, never...

I am unable to end this poetry, it can go on and on i guess, such is the power of unstoppable bullshit. Huh! But, i have a race to face and hence, i must leave. Let's just hope, the fuel replenishes before the body parts give up, along with the engine and the exhaust pipes.

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Playing in my Head: 'A Bad Dream' by Keane

Words...I need you tonight

On a Journey...

He was high on Poison. They didn't kill him, they took him on a ride, a long journey. Wandering in disdain, looking for a familiar yet solitary place. Here and there, reached nowhere. Probably he was running in circles. Well, at least the places were familiar and he ended up at the same place where he started.

I pined some words tonight

never have they abandoned me

craved in sincere misery or glee

I need them again tonight.

You might not understand them

maybe you don't know them

but they know you well

they understand you well

perhaps, even more than you

perhaps, even more than me

I pined some words tonight

worthless, voiceless not soulless

ageless, ruthless not lifeless

desolating me, define you and fail

You might not hear them cry

blame your soul, even soldiers cry

society, customs, religion and gold

blinded by lust, as if sun-rays of gold

definitely, sweeter than your revenge

definitely, stronger than my desires

I pined some words tonight

rapes, murders and money they abominate

resolved to awake you they readily circulate

happily will they guide you, every night.

I wrote these words tonight

still excited, perhaps i am tired

hoping you'll wake up soon

you ain't even sleeping you know

take these words, you need my niche

I'll survive, of discomfort no one dies.

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Playing in my head : 'Society' by Eddie Vedder

Juliet and the Angel

The best i could come up with.

She was a father's dream, a mother's pride
a sister's hope and a brother's delight
she was a special soul, angel in disguise
ready to bloom, a flower in her prime

Her papa said, "Darling, this is a cruel world"
She said, "I have grown up now, you needn't care"

She fell in the trap of a game called love
a self proclaimed Juliet, she chose to revolt
she took her own decisions, made her own destiny
fate had some other plans to make it a misery

An alleged Romeo, cigarettes and whiskey for company
some pseudo friends who basked in her fake glory
with Romeo by her side, she drowned in some wine
a flower was plucked, she lost something priceless that night

She fled with him in haste to a land miles away
tasted real life without money or a place to stay
friends became ghost, the Romeo left her blue
the day he discovered that the flower carried a seed too

She cried for days, drowned in sorrow and despair
afraid to return back home, decided to disappear
with the baby inside her, walked on to the pier
a familiar voice stopped her, the angel was here

A stray old close friend whom she chose to forget
stood there firmly and she cried in regret
memories answered as winds of change stroked her face
crying like a child, she ran into his arms, feeling more than just safe

He said i am glad i could almost make it on time
i was always yours but you were never mine
i walked away fearing i will never get you back
but i swear that i tried my best to get you on track

Now one last time, i dare you to escape this night
take my hand and i will make everything alright
wipe your tears, make you smile, even die for you
in the name of God i swear, i have always loved you

Timeline of life rolled through her perturbed mind
moment of truth embraced the moment of realization
thirsty lips suddenly found an ocean to exhaust
unrequited love returned, faith was restored.

Papa was really right all along, she sighed
"Darling, this is a cruel world." Indeed, she cried.


PS - This one took a whole lifetime to complete...phew!

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Playing in my head - "Brendan's Death Song" by RHCP

Memories

And it all began, when the end was near
now it ceases to end, there's only pain and fear
i tried too hard, fought back to stand tall
it wasn't my choice, i never wanted to fall
stand up, move on and fight back i was told
is that even an option, can memories be sold ?



you can't come back, you have gone too far
you told me this and gave the deepest scar
but too many things left unsaid, this isn't the end
i will wait forever, even after my back bends
standing up against all the odds, i rise to fight
to hold you again and keep forever in my sight.

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Playing in my head - "Falling stars" by JET

A Proposal for DEATH

a gift of god this life they say
too much to learn and too much to see
drama without a script and our part we play
dirty game of fate impossible to flee

we come, we love, we bond and we thrive
with a fear that soon the bells may toll
steal our loved ones and leave us to cry
death they call it but time still rolls

death, i won't bow my head before you
wont let you take my world away with you
won't give up till words happily rhyme
you feel lonely, let me be your valentine


death, they fear you but i am not afraid
whatever may come i will stick to what i said
won't let you steal for whom my heart beats
you feel like a butcher, let me be the meat

death, why can't you leave their soul in peace
do you like it when they curse you for the deceased
i don't fear you but to lose who are my own
you feel like a hang man, let me be the con

DEATH, i hereby propose you a partisan deal
cut my throat, let me bleed, do whatever you feel
take my life a million times but leave them in peace
head held high, i will suffer your wrath unleashed.

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Playing in my head - "Save Me" by A7X(Avenged Sevenfold)

A World Not Too Far

i have heard from people too wise

about a world they say is not too far

a world free of pains, hues and cries

where no one dies and there's no war

so i look for it around every single shiny night

as darker days are spent in hiding from my plight

a world where no one fights for a shrine

where no one cares about borders and dime

where black and white are just colors of life

where speaking your mind out is not a crime

a world where dreams don't come at any price

where growing up on numbered streets wont smear you bad

where fate won't even dare to steal a love from your life

where singing a serenade won't brand you frantic and mad

a world where making mistakes is just fine

where even satan would struggle to survive

where every gentle soul would happily thrive

where life is a bliss and humanity smiles

so i look for it around every single shiny night

as darker days are spent in hiding from my plight!

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Playing in my head - "Danger Zone" by Kenny Loggins

Until Hell Freezes Over !!!

i like to call it "Until Hell Freezes Over"...








Some days to remember, some days to forget,
a tomorrow to believe in, a past to regret;
a cloud of memories, showers rain of agony,
as drenched in my misery, i sing this symphony;
this misery gives me company, just like a mistress,
as we spend every night, making love in distress;
the shadows never leave me, as i try to act sober,
there seems no end to this, until hell freezes over...


some days to arrive, some days for good-bye,
a dream to cherish, a reality hard to buy;
a rose of October, was the fragrance of my life,
now thorns are what left, hurts more than a knife;
i drink this goblet of pain, like a nectar so divine,
and i love it in my system, just like bitter wine;
still the shadows never leave me, as i try to act sober,
there seems no end to this, until hell freezes over...


that's it people, my first tryst with poems/songs on the blog...do comment and let me know your views!

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