25 Mar 2009

I know the future

I saw my future, where i will have a change
to have a choice to change my choice
but from that choice in my dream
I chose the change to not to change the slate

I saw my future, where I lay blank and clean
of my soul and mind, i simply spin
around and around, of the timely GOD
but without time, how do i circulate

I saw my future, where I was, wasnt I
I didnt said i lied, but I did lie
in the streams of my thoughts, its far away
but i still think I felt

I saw my future, in soil and wordless trees
swinging around with tiny-tiny bees
For the honey I opened the jar
bar bar, bar, small bar, thick bar
my code, how did I forget

I saw my future, only dreaming of it
I see myself, loveless and sweet
without reaction, actions, i breath
Wait O hell, I know u will
I saw, I will be little late

Three men ski - one too many slept

White man skis, red ice slide
and the ice conjoins to the river red
surviving in cold flight
White man swims, sweat,
the cold n hot water fight

Black man ski, black in the night,
and it glows red of the moon light
Then ware wolves guide
Black man skis, still
on floating chunks, he rides

Brown man skis, red but night
as he sees, no bloody moon in sight
Cold shivers, as they hunt brides
Yawning on ice edge, exclaims
"Idiots, those penguins lied"

11 Mar 2009

Last of English Roses

Way we saw it, was a revived confusion
for sake of sth, the primeval transfusion
And way we went ahead, of time n crack
of solitary crime, getting caught and back
loosing our minds, interlined disguise
lost in the mind, an intellectual choice

For what it seems, what had gotten into
and their reservoir had blown with blood,
what is it up to our guinea pig clones
Rising red and red, out of soil n mud

Which of them were true, n false in us
The color went white, yellow, calm as lotus
Shivering in beauty, the green house now closes
There lay seldom, the last of English Roses

Frozen in prints, cards for tears n joy
there will be a girl, and a real shy boy
The boy will go, from corner of his eye
on naked skin buttered, tattoo of a butterfly
Ignore the girl knowing all along
a tune of mischief, an editorial song

But he will go ahead, of fear n past
in front of her, will the time last
Kneeling down, will he recite verses
Kneeling down, only few words in verses

Girl will listens, to full heart n empty hands
the flowerless land, how will she understand
Melody of buried, love, shackles and necklaces
There lay in tomb, the last of English Roses

11 Aug 2008

Om Shanti shanti

Ek ladka tha deewana sa. ..
Ek bhootni pay wo marta tha.
Kapde utarke, sharmake
darde dil se naachta tha.

Raton raat sote sote
pagal sapne dekhta tha.
Kuch kehna tha shayad use,
jane kya haklaata tha.

Jab bhi wo screen pe aata
main... sirf yahi kah pata tha !!!

"Itni Shiddat se movie zelne ki koshish ki hai Ki
Har scene ne tuzko dikhane ki saazish ki hai...."


Ohh ... did i start from interval, lets start again

EK story thi KARZ si, kisiko bhi hero banaya tha
thoda masala daalte hue, har ek ko ek baar marwaaya tha
pussy cat mari, bhoot mara, accha hua wo hero bhi tapka
lekin saala villein jinada, torture to abhi baki tha

Fir paida hoke mile shahjaade, beechdi maa, beechda dost
bhoot ki judwa, beechda dushman, aur bechara holy ghost


[And title song]
Saare kaamchor actors, haath upar karke khade
om shanti om
Jisne mov muze suggest kiyi, muh main uske kide pade
shanti shanti om
shanti shanti om

and sleep............ climax auto-censored

Jab kahin dur, sote hue, "Om" ki aawaz band paayi
"The End" ko screen pe dekhke, jab mera chahra khila
Jab Don se kabhi pange na lene ka muze sabak mila
Tab laga "enna raskala" se apna Himesh hi bhala
apna Himesh hi bhala

Lekin agar end mein "The End" likha ho to woh The End nahi hai dosto....
Poem to abhi baaki hai....

-----------------------The End-----------------------------

Dedicated to nivuuuu :P

22 Jul 2008

:P

I walk on the streets to see those happy people
Many are riddles, maybe just another jingle
I swim in the crowd to feel that happy ripple
On tune of beetles, whole dancing jungle

Dancing n jumping, ballet of our jungle
As monkey in them, wanna be just a twinkle
Tag along, tarzans, let all steps mingle
I walk on the streets, so u wont walk single

The sun is down, put d moon as night dimple
volume max, put d beats with high tingle
move ur joints, the rhythm is just simple
I walk on the streets, with my party single

Open the soul, dont pause and gargle
Open another bottle, no time to dangle
I walk snaky sneaky .... on the streets
at 45 degree angle
The party is on ....too much booze
and i crash single

Two Drops ..

A seed just thrown
trying to reach our feet,
but blown
away, riding the wind
flying close ground

Cracks in dry soil
making it home,
Holding sun out
a dome
of maze,
no escape it found

waiting for some1
to pick up,
it waited years to run
But the clouds cldnt hear
the prayer
with silent sound

It was lucky that some1
passed over,
Coz of us all
some1 shaded a tear
flowing under ground

water, the savior
melting the maze
held it near
From numbness to green
an escape it found

never getting above
it felt through leaves
So many of lil ones
becoming photon thieves
The seed looked happy
when its flower made a sound

Now,

For that garden
The walls are torn
For that flower
The windows are born
All coz of
A seed was thrown
from our hand
into the wind, blown

Just two drops of tears
no love, no blood
A garden of eden
from our heart flood

1 Jul 2008

A kiss story

A silent moment, closing gap
She stood still, blushing out
And i went near, a gentle hold
Giving her benefit of the doubt

eyes shut, embarrassed, I tried
Did she really hear the truth
Lips met others, wasn't a kiss
I was whispering in her mouth.

Flashing she ran, shying, far away
left me shaking, and legs glued
Shouting from heart, she said
"I know u lied, coz ur lips moved"


(Back in the good mood .... haha)