The Tree

A tree standing alone in a field
I know, its a story that's been told before
For a thousand people has seen this tree
Told its story a hundred times more

Alone it stood with glory and pride
Bathing in the sun, breathing in the wind
Yes alone it stood, no reason to hide
Shading the travelers stopping by to rest

I went on a very long walk one day
Saw the tree and stopped by to unwind
Sat on the grass beneath the shading leaves
For I was tired and wanted to rest my mind

The field looking out to a far away train station
Out in the open, by the tree I sat
Longing to reach my very own destination
But too tired, I laid down on the grass

Drifted into a dream world I did
But not alone, for the tree came with me
With music that came from the dark side of the moon
To a place where everyone long to be

The tree danced all around bewildered I
The branches, the trunk, the roots; the whole tree
Lots of little and lovely butterflies flying high
A dream so vivid I could remember today

And through the dance the tree started to change
The branches faded into lovely flowing hair
The trunk into a body so difficult to describe
My eyes stared at the face that was oh so fair

A strange beauty stood before my eyes
Forced me to start to think for myself
Could this be really some kind of lies
For isn't this just a dream I am dreaming

And then I heard the bells ringing
Wondered if they were up on the hill
Till I saw the birds in the sky winging
I haven't seen them till there was her

Quite suddenly she stopped dancing
Walked up to me in a walk to remember
She took my hand and held it tight
And all I ever wanted to do was hold her

And if she's beside me, I know I need never care
For all the world was long gone
Me and her, the only thing that was ever there
Both knew that this is our home

Sing a song

Wont you sing us a song
of a thousand words
so we could sing along
all the nonsense verse

sing us a song
of rhythm and rhyme
sing us a song
doo-da doo-dime

wont you sing us a song
play your groovy guitar
cant you sing us a song
of verses so bizarre

sing us a song
a one to dance to
sing us a song
you who you whoo

sing a song so long
for 'em and me and you
you cant go wrong
we'll sing along too

sing, we'll sing a song
dance to the melody
sing, we'll all sing a song
Li da did-dy

Home!

The universe is not perfect. It's a violent place out there. Unimaginable terrors lurk in inexplicable corners. And this piece of rock is just a safe haven for only a little while. Until the yellow sun becomes a red giant. Scorching the surface or maybe even this whole terrain. Or swallow the whole rock. Are we to survive to witness such an astronomical event?

Asteroids have impacted Earth. Comets are flying by. Some too close for comfort. Get a little bit closer and it could mean a mass extinction.

And us? We are just sitting on a little bit of cosmic waste. This is just a third rock from a star in the outer edge of a small galaxy. And there are billions of galaxies out there with trillions of stars. Yet it is still mostly an empty universe. Are we alone? Is everything else just waste?

This is our home. Born of chaos in the cosmos. Our time here hasn't been that long. Yet we have manage to bring drastic changes to every aspect of life here. We are the late arrivers and yet we have claimed this earth ours. We have scarred this terrain in many ways. We share this haven with a billion more other species. We depend on them. And yet we have disrupted this very delicate system. Faster than anyone or anything could adapt. We are pushing as far as we could. Until all odds turn against us. Why do we wait till the last second to act? Our nature? If it is, can't we change it? After all it is 'our' nature.

I stand here and look at the state of the world. All the little good left lost in all the haze and confusion. Life becoming faster and faster. A few ever stop to wonder. And most would go on thinking there is nothing they can do. Doing nothing rarely solves anything. Do they not see a problem to solve? Do they not see a world worthy to save?

After all there is no place like home.

The wind and me

I talked to the wind one day
I asked her to take me away
and she came by the other day
round and 'round we went, all the way

She took me on a journey
and showed me all there is to see
saw all the beauty and the misery
and all she said was 'let it be'

So I flew with her all the way
we went everywhere we may
saw all seasons in one day
I did not knew what to say

She whispered to me a story
of times better than the ones seen by me
of times never heard by thee
the clouds dropped a tear, and it rained slowly

All the world stood by that day
I heard them look up and say
why do the sky cry all day
but they cannot see how the world is today

We flew through flawlessly
letting go of all things worldly
she taught me to be care free
and in all this world there was her and me

Vendetta

I'm a thorn in your back
A sore pain in your neck
And you can't fight back
I'm going to break your neck

I'll make you quake with fear
All you can do is drop a tear
Unto you I'll turn your fear
Because all I do is rip and tear

I'm society's well made mess
What was asked, nothing less
An incarnation of your own mess
I'll deliver what is deserved, no less

I'll make you clean up all this
I'll tell you what all this is
Beneath the rumble and all this
Buried and unknown, the truth is

Beer cloud

I look up to the sky
Oh! How I wish I could fly
Through the endless stew
Towards you, only you

Magnetars and pulsars
And frigging quasars
Magnetic and gravitational field
But I shall never yield

To bath in your core
I know I will want more
It is you I crave
If only all was as brave

Call with your haunting voice
And you leave me no choice
For nothing will stop me
With solar flares I'll set sail free

All those black holes
With their dark black souls
And the darkest of their con
But I will surely go on

To swim through you
It is all I want to do
It is you who I want
For it is my dreams you haunt

Gamma blasts and radioactive rays
Unlike any other I may face
Cosmic wonders and nebulae
Of all colors blue and blae

Clusters of stars so luminous
Brighter than Sirius
Distract me from my quest
It is the universe' own jest

To drown in your bliss
Hoping I could give you a kiss
It is you whom I wish
My pursuit I wish to accomplish


Oh beer cloud in space
You are in my every place
In this massive cosmic maze
You are killing me in many ways

The Pain

I sat in the car. My Heart thumping fast. Pumping as much blood as it could. For I was consuming a lot of oxygen. Every single cell in my body was respiring abnormally fast. As I was exhausting all the energy in me.
I feel the vein in the left side of my face. I could feel the blood rush through it, as fast as it could. Left side of my face was throbbing. There was a ringing in my ear.
I put my hand on the dashboard and push it as hard as I could. The driver keeps stealing glances. It was understandable; after all I was acting a little bit weird.
I look at the pedestrians outside. Some smiling. Some looked stolid. Some hurrying by. Oblivious to there surrounding. They walk as if nothing was wrong.
How wrong could they have been? Yes; there was something wrong.
My left ear was aching.

Life\Web

Life is like a web. A spider web; if you may. There is no 'my life, your life'. There is life and there is us. We are all connected. Through this web. And we go on clinging to the silky threads. We feel the vibrations of others' movement, while they crawl their own path. But we won't always take the path we want. We get sidetracked, we get lost. Yet we thrive and we move on. Towards the end. The goal, the dream, the ambition. Or we just move without any of these. But we may never get there. For some of us get stuck. Get trapped to the sticky glue. Someone else may rescue them. Or not. Some are left to struggle. Some escape, some don't. Those who don't get eaten by the spider. They become prey to the deathly predator patrolling the web. And that is life. It is but a spider web. Nothing more, nothing less.

Something, Somewhere

Something somewhere is calling for me
I feel it like my own breath
It might be a way for me to be free
So I ask, could it be Death?

With it's voice so cold
It makes me quake with fear
And it ask me to hold
Everyone who's dear

With it's words so wise
It makes me terribly calm
And it tells me no lies
And dos me no harm

Something is calling for me
I know it to be true
I'm scared as I can be
And I ask, who are you?

With it's dreams so real
It shows me something new
Something so ideal
No one ever knew

With it's hopes for me
It shows me a new view
And it's easy to see
It was seen by few

Somewhere it's waiting for me
Waiting as time flow
It is, nothing but a plea
But I ask, Should I go?

Random thoughts, and some other stuff.

I sit here and wait for some words to come my way and fill this void.

Anyways I am waiting for my exams to be over. I have nothing against exams ( but I think they are overly overrated ). Just curious what's going to happen next. I have my plans and all that, but I know for a fact they will change. Some of them anyway.
I think I over think stuff!!
My sleep pattern is all over the place nowadays. Like right now, I should be sleeping. Or studying.
There's some silly song on the radio, something about some soniya or some shit.
3 minutes passed since I started this post.
Random thoughts makes no sense. They are all disconnected and over the place.
Trust nothing. Doubt everything.
Now, I feel disconnected.
I sometimes wish I was ignorant. Blissfully ignorant.

Find me a place
And a whole new face
I wanna start over
A new story
Find me a name
And give me no fame
I wanna start over
A silent story

Its amazing what you can see when you close your eyes.
Remember the butterflies!

wherever you go i am with you
You take me away you are all alone
I am the answer to all your questions
You take me away you are clueless
I am the solution for all your problems
You take me away you are in trouble
I am with you wherever you go
Without me you will be all alone

I miss my micro-blogging phase.

Here is a random link for you.

I should sleep.

-If you want to live your life to the fullest, be ready to make some mistakes.-

Revelation

It was woven together so lightly
We could have seen it even slightly
That they fooled themselves
And kept it all on the shelves

We just kept a smile on our faces
When they all ran their races
But they never moved beneath
And they lied through their teeth

And when we thought it all ended
Thought it was all mended
And thought we could go on with our lives
They started to pay us with tens and fives

Then they gave us the constitution
And formed an institution
Told us it’s part of evolution
They said it’s all just a revolution

And we bought their well made lies
Some worshiped them like they are from the skies
We never thought we were being deceived
That they were traitors who conceived

We lived by their choices
Never raised our voices
We heaved to their words
Like they ruled our worlds

While they fought each other
And we thought they were all together
Because that’s what was shown
But we could have known

Told us to live by their decision
Told us it was the only solution
They sold this beloved nation
We were in for a revelation



And we believed it was right
Because they gave some of us a fright
So we put them up above our height
I believe it’s time to fight

Realizations

I was just sitting there. Doing nothing. Didn't had much to do. Just sitting there thinking about stuff. Nothing in particular. I just like letting my mind wonder.
Then I realized my own breath. I heard it. My breathing was normal and I could hear it. I could feel the air rushing in and my chest expanding. I could feel my own blood being fed. The air coming out and myself becoming relaxed. And then the whole thing would start again.
I felt my heart beating against me. In prefect sync with my breaths. Blood flowing in and flowing out. Just a piece of tissue; keeping me alive. Feeding my own blood to my own body.
In this state of bliss I looked up. In the heavens high above stars shine bright. And I knew I would rather be somewhere else. Somewhere other than here. I knew I wasn't the only one. Others were hoping too. Looking up to the skies.
It made me feel connected. Connected to things I don't even know of. Connected to everything. And all that made me feel small. Insignificant. It made me realize how selfish we are. How immoral we can be. It made me realize how vulnerable I truly am.
And then I knew. I knew I was part of something. A sense of belonging took hold of me. Not to this house I call home. Not to these people I call family. I knew I belonged somewhere. To my true home. This rocky planet. To my true family. To Humankind.
And I knew my life would never be the same again.

The Parking Zone

Search For Lost Thoughts

I try to remember my own thoughts. The ones I had forgotten. It’s not like remembering my own actions. I want to remember those exact thoughts. I remember most of the things that happened, but the thoughts they evoked. No. Not those random thoughts.

I just can’t understand why! They were mine. Belonged to me and no one else could have taken them from me. But they simply vanished. No traces. Not even shadows lingering around. Only memories that don’t make sense.

Then I realize these thoughts won’t last any longer either. They probably would go away as their predecessors. Leaving no traces behind. And there is nothing I could do about it. I truly am utterly helpless. Hopeless.

But I will remember one thing. I will remember I had them. Before they vanish they were mine. I will remember that I had something exclusive to me. To me only that I didn’t need to share with anyone.

And yet I wonder. I wonder and ponder. Why can’t I remember them? Is it that I have a bad memory? But I think it’s fine. And I think there is nothing wrong with me. But I guess everyone thinks that. That there is nothing wrong with them.

But isn’t there? Isn’t there something wrong with everyone? I think there is. If not then why is this place so messed up?

But our imperfections make us somewhat perfect. They tend to bring us together. We search for what is missing in ourselves. Hoping to find whatever it is in others. Making us compatible with each other.

Labyrinth Of My Mind

Of walls built with thoughts. Decorated with dreams.

We walk alone in the vastness of my cardboard box. Me by your side. You following me. Fear of being lost is in your heart. I can feel it. After all you are in my mind. Taking this tour.

A voice in the background. Speaking words of wisdom.

The Voice in my head.

We walk on a tiring journey through an oasis of a disquieted mind. The sky high above. But no light comes from it. No stars nor clouds are to be seen. Our path is only lit by a shimmering light. The source is you. It is hard to understand. Ironic even. You lighting my path in my own mind.
But I know my way around. I have been here all my life. My mere mind.

'What's that?' you ask me.

What would I say? I don't know what to say. I could lie, but I rather not.

'It's his dark secret. Something he doesn't share with anyone. Something even mysterious to him. The Thing that is, in some ways controlling his life. His actions. He isn't sure what it is. Neither am I.' The Voice take over my incompetence. The Voice always had my back.

You turn to me. A confused look on your face. You want me to say something. But I have nothing to say.

'Who is that?'

I don't know what you are talking about.

'The Voice.'

'It's the Voice. It's what keeps me company. What helps me in different ways. I don't know what it is except for the fact that it is a voice.'

We start to walk again. Not knowing where we are headed we walk anyway.
Silence. Deafening silence. Yes. It's too much for someone to take. Restraining myself isn't easy in my own mind.

Your eyes dart around. Mesmerized by my mere mind. Marveled at my mysterious mind. My mere mysterious mind. I feel your thoughts rushing past me. Like the cold breeze rushing through the hairs of your hand in a moonless cold night. Hairs reacting to the coldness and erecting to its guard. Yes, I feel your thoughts.

You stop. Faraway you see two persons fighting. Inside a circle of men who were sitting down. I smile.
They never cease to amaze me. In their neverending battles for my beliefs. The conflicts of my inner mind. They fight in curious ways. Usually two at a time. A third joining now and then. The tired sits down. Defeated leave the dispute. It is a war I like watching. I don't take sides, but I watch. Mocking them yet enjoying their differences and disagreements. They fight to the end. Everyman for himself.

Speck of light

I am just a star in your sky
Watching over you as you cry
To all your words I will reply
For all your commands I will comply

A lonely little speck of light
Unnoticed in the blackness of night
Insignificant against the moon so bright
Rarely caught in a telescopic sight

Sorted into a constellation
Of stars floating in an ocean
A trivial god of a far off civilization
Just longing for some recognition

Waiting shyly so far away
Wishing you were mine everyday
Drifting so slowly in the Milky way
Hoping you will meet me halfway

Flying to a far away black hole
With all my love and my soul
Crying for you to take control
Converge with my core and make me whole

leave me alone

let us be

02

Those eyes. Beautiful. Amazing. Wonderful. Intriguing.
They Reminded him of his love. They painted pictures of the future in his head. They brought memories of a nearly forgotten past. They triggered a whole new set of dreams.
She smiled. His heart skipped a beat. She looked at him right in the eye. His whole body froze.
He felt that he couldn't do anything. Perfectly and utterly helpless. As if all he could do would mean nothing.
But he was sure he would do everything he could. Because right now the little girl in his hand meant everything.

01

Patiently he waited. Pacing to and fro. A little smile on his face. Signs of worry in his movements. A sense of pride taking hold of him in an untimely manner.
He was afraid and happy. Concerned and proud.
Every sound was inaudible. Every movement was inconsistent. Except of the children around him. They made him nervous.
They made him feel something he had never felt before.

At The End Of The Day

At the end of the day it's just me
And the cruelty of my life
With reality slapping my face yelling weeee!
Heaving me into all this strife

Whispers of fantasy echoing through my head
While all that's left is whipped away
Showing me sad shades of red
Leaving me to struggle just one more day

At the end of the day it's just me
And the brutality of this world
Robbing me away of all that is free
Leaving me with nothing but words

Like a juggling joker juggling in my mind
I am playing with my own words
Going through a heap to find
Nothing but the right words

At the end of the day it's just me
And the recurrence of routines
It's like living in a sea
With nothing but machines

the road

You are driving alone on a lonely road. It's dark. The headlights staring at the empty road has an eerie affect. But you can't see ahead. Just a few meters. Then, darkness.
You don't no where you are headed. Or where you are coming from.
Suddenly you see someone on the road. Right in front. You react in a split second. Slamming the brake as hard as you can. You almost skid off the road. Your heart is beating irregularly fast. You are panting.
Whoever it was, he is gone. Nowhere in sight. Did you really see someone? Or was it just imagination.
You are still breathing fast. Heart still beating irregularly. And you couldn't think. Get yourself to move on. You are inevitably stuck. You don't know why. You just don't know. There is no sense in going back and you can't move forward.

time

pulses in pace
repetition of routines
movements in metre
recurrence of rhythms
cadence in counts
patterns of periodicity
encores in echos