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..

The silence between

This silence somehow isn't void
it teems - with madness
that delicious flavour of insanity
sometimes - its baffling
at others its reassuring
& at yet others -
it just breathes togetherness
& so untrue to its popular element
- its just not dead...
Its something to do with the fabric of the night..
demistify me - kill me.
wake me up & let me be lost
in this familiar jungle
intoxicated...living...thriving...!

Mine

I wish I were a wall
& nothing could get through
words, emotions, people, feelings
everything would just bounce back
to where it came from
& inside me - whatever i feel
just remains to me
the only intimate - 'mine'

W-O-R-L-D

It swallowed me in...
...into its void full of nothingness
the nothingness held back everything
and all the hope was dead
It swallowed me into its void
i wish i could be puked..
...i tried again ... last night i think
it knows my element and i remain.

Gross!!

Its a seething red wound
covered up clumsily
with helplessness, hopelessness,
anger and others from that genre...
u've opened it again tonight...mercilessly!!
its reflection soothes u..u pretend to be healing it
dont bother honey...
just let it fade and be forgotten

The Blister

...And thats u for me...
madness spells the time
and intrigue makes its element
love, hate, passion, lust, sin
and all that goes with it
looking back it seems larger than it was...always
and yet so small, so inadequate
every moment of your memory
which grows like a tumor in me
brings with it the longing
of having had ...just a lil' more time with u
and thats hw i believe..perhaps..
there could be a structure
a body, a conclusion
the beginning, the middle and the end...
so that mundane like the world
i could forget u...

Feeling 'FOUND'

My hands go groping around the room
to feel myself again
so that i can use this 'rare' chance
to put myself together
feeling sense in all the madness
establishing 'my meaning' somehow
so that the five outward days
dont take me away too far
what if i lose it?
what if i lose myself?
i cringe and revert to comfort
"I may not even bother twice
coz what follows will have filled me
to the brim!"
so... i am a tumbler...black & blue
I fill myself with my self
and get drained out "systematically"
Oh the world!!! why couldnt it know iam too lazy..
to feel 'so found' time and again
and then lose it all for the thrill to crib...

Loser

day by day
hour by hour
minute by minute
second by second
and all the other units
I see
I feel
I hear
I want
I desire
I hope
I try
the time passes by
whatever is will be lost
I'll lose everything that i think i will