lullaby..

Wasted wasted wasted and wasted more
With every passing hour wasting ever more
I am an old piece of woven cloth
Without a shine ever have wasted evermore
my threads are losening everyday
all my fears keep me away from me .. at bay
they live and i die
they make merry and i survive
Nothing, no one can make it alright
the lack is in me..in me ..in me..
watever should have been..is so not there
courage, will, desire and siblings..
Dreams dreams draining into lame lazy excuses!!
I am feeble, fragile and ready to fly
ready to fly ready to fly
everyday i want to fly
i will fly i will fly i will fly
far away i will fly to escape..to escape
to get rid of this painful lullaby..

Swell… form.... cut in shape…mould…
…and then melt again…to swell… form… cut….
I freeze, I melt, I flow and I reverberate…
I see, I feel, I cry, I die
Anger, anger, anger and anger more…
Intervals of hope and then
the designed deep morbid ditch, all lame
With everything a little shame…
With everytime an ever enlarging loss…
Into the insanity that arches over me,
for the madness that I have lost…

what abt u?

Tilted to nothingness
The cavity gapes dark and wide
Suck me in the space
With an ever rising pace
Grass is green
Sky is blue
I am dead and gone…
What about u?!

WE

splendid
sordid
morbid
what what
witt witt
every night moon lit
every morning star lit
then what???
we split
thats it!

be me bee

zombie bee be me
stare straight avoid the glare
pen me down in air
release me up for dust
sleep away to lust
live it in the bush
make it and u blush...
zombie bee be me
take me with u
life's a preview
of the sigh to follow
be me bee be me

Through

Unrivalled I swim
Through to this and play my part
Come back to the self
All white and grey
I am dead but remains
My swimmer soul
I can swim one more round…
I am too numb to resist...
I can go on and on and on…
Until something stops me
That something is anything
Which can give me a reason.

My Pride

'The Pain' loves me dearly
or do I love it more?!
I catch it lurking everywhere
near or far, in or out,
intimate or distant...
...and make it mine
I make it all mine & keep it
like my beloved - locked in my heart!
away from the world...
i nurture it with my self...
give it all that it wants...
And then i kill it to make way
for a newer element of it altogether
i know it well - very well
my pain, my pride..