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_I wrote it down
just to remember
in case
you ever forget,
I wrote it on the ceiling
just so that
you can read it
before you go to sleep,
I thought
you slept with lights on
but I was wrong.... contd_

Fade

I wish I could put down,
In words
What I feel,
But words are just words
They can never express what I feel,
And feelings change,
Just memories remain,
And overtime,
Memories fade
like the dark circles
under my eyes...

Worth

the itch was so bad
that I scratched till it bled,
I felt so much pain,
that I cut till it was dead,
and your love was so good,
I loved till it hurt,
And life is short,
what's the measure of its worth?

Peak

So many things to do,
So little time,
24 hours ain't enough,
The wish to be the first,
I want to end my thirst,
at a fountain,
I want to climb the mountain,
which has no peak,
And I came so far
Just on belief...

Dreamshatterer

If it wasn’t for this pen,
My whole present would be spent,
With lost souls,
Finding peace with consoles,
Would I be able to bear the onslaught,
Only God knows,
But all I muster is false hope,
Coz my audience lesser than dog shows,
No skull or crossed bones,
Only dive deeper than the bottom of the glass,
My bottle has been smashed,
After few shots it all makes sense,
Don’t bother with the blend,
Keep pace with the bleeding pen,
My only weeping friend,
the feelings won’t matter,
coz the hope gets lost, and the dream shatter*

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You can only dream of
places I have been
Mentally,
All the things
I did for my family,
All they did,
instead of helping me,
Is trying to
put sense in me,
When I come to a point
Where I am
about to plead insanity,
A room of variances,
Out of body experiences,
Mental orgasms,
Heart full of spasms,
The ones
my past couldn’t fathom,
This ain’t a struggler’s anthem,
But I can’t help but,
Generalize,
And I can’t undermine,
That I felt heaven,
At least on my fingertips,
I found hope,
At the brink of disbelief,
Don’t blame the postman,
If you put the wrong address,
Life is a bitch,
depending on how you dress her,
Let the broken glass,
Mess up the dresser,
Rosewood, Redwood, any wood,
If I could I would,
The more I clench my fists,
the more sand I loose,
But I choose not to,
just my screws,
My life is like a travelogue,
No just ticket needed just travel along,
Like a broken pen and a moleskin,
A DSLR and an eye to watch closely,
No backpacker,
Just a bad actor,
Modern day rye catcher,
Self financer ,
A mere puppet on the string,
That life hangs by,
finding questions to some bad answers,
Putting up with bad promise makers,
When a promise may curse,
Life is just a makeshift,
Life is what you make it,
Or make of it*

Only Me

In the life we live
each passing wind
scars the heart
to give it the shape it takes
some scars are hard to heal,
some scars you don't want to heal,
some feelings are hard to kill
a mark so precise,
you know the touch,
a breath so close,
no need to rush,
a petal to pick,
only I could love u so much.

Piece of Mind 2012

Through emotions that brim,
My devotion is deep,
For every instance that I sleep,
Through,
I am glad we made it through,
Few shattered cell phones,
No broken glasses known,
Few broken dreams I am trying to collect,
Watching golden sunsets,
Not yet,
But I have no regrets,
I traded pain, for highs and lows,
Till the time froze,
This is the life I chose,
Through poetry and prose,
You, my only outlet,
From the outset,
To vent my frustrations,
My guide through strange nations,
And my vague patience,
My stronghold through age races,
Can't escape when my face makes it,
Appear so clear,
My only near and dear,
When I least made sense,
Sorry, When I saw past your every defense,
And my every pretence,

Glass with wine and incense,
Travels with no nonsense,
All this traded for a today,
For which I have nothing to say,
But a better tomorrow,
Not a promise that is hollow,
Don't worry, In time,
I will make your miseries mine,
Beyond a diamond ring,
And everything,
That has a place and time,
No words to define,
God sent, Something so divine,
To share my life,
Empower you with the title of wife,
Beginning to renew,
I understand your point of view,
All the things we have been through,
Ineffable tears that ran through,
The valleys of disappointments
Memories and moments,
And all this,
Against my parents wish*

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Revolution will not be televised,

The same way television will not be revolutionized,

Thats why I use this pen,

The revolution in my hand,

A generation cannot be defined,

What is a definition of a generation?

Where do we draw the line?

I am trying to push the line,

Mold it into words,

Never get over this crush

Unlike a high school infatuation,

Look again, in fact what you are facing, 

Deeper than my dead skin,

My heart racing,

Genuinely, I am in love,

All my love in genuine plus all of the above*

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If it wasn't for this pen,

My whole present would be spent,

With lost souls,

Finding peace with consoles,

Would I be able to bear the onslaught,

Only God knows,

But all I muster is false hope,

Coz my audience lesser than dog shows,

No skull or crossed bones,

Only dive deeper than the bottom of the glass,

My bottle has been smashed,

After few shots it all makes sense,

Don't bother with the blend,

Keep pace with the bleeding pen,

My only weeping friend,

the feelings won't matter,

coz the hope gets lost, and the dream shatter*

unbreakable

beyond the three words,
or any word could describe,
no time or space can decide,

beyond the cliches
of love poems,
or the ring which
I can take off every time I shower,
Or calls I wait for
every hour,

beyond the loyalty,
if words could deceive,
not conditional,
but a joy to receive,

no wasting time,
no foreplay of sacrifice of mortal flowers,
no wall of promises,
that towers,

over all that makes sense,
no I am not talking
about no strings attached,
no messages
tracked,

no pressure of trying
to match the party wear,
no matter where I go,
you are always partly there,

a voice
so unmistakable,
share a bond
so unbreakable*

These Times

All these times we spend together,
Seems we were meant to be together,
All these beautiful moments,
I wish I could hold on to them,
But I let them go,
Knowing there are better ones to come,
All the smiles and frowns,
All this tickling and fiddling,
These moments more precious than gold,
We will remember when we get old,
Warmth of your touch,
Gleam in your eyes,
All the lies I have told,
So that I can get to see you,
My moment of clarity when I really need you,
I wish I could have found you sooner,
But no regrets,
Coz just to know I have you,
I know I m not lucky, I m blessed,
And I wonder will you stay the same
Through rain and clouds,
Whether I am humble or proud,
I know I act weird at times,
Not clear in mind,
But no matter what may come,
I will forever be there for you,
Love you and care for you,
You take me to places I have never been,
Or I have ever seen,
That place is like a sanctum to me,
And I want you to walk with me,
Talk with me,
Same way as these times*

More Than You Think You Are

I knew it from the start,
It wasn’t gonna be easy,
But since my birth I have been following my heart,
May be I was born to struggle,
Been there and still doing it,
All the battles I survived,
Somebody was there to ruin it,
But I need them to put me down,
The failures only made me stronger,

I stay focused, don’t let my thoughts wander,
God’s favorites have a hard time,
Now when I look back at all the years past,
The purpose of all this struggle,
I find answers to all the questions I asked,
You reap what you sow,
But you also gotta nurture and water,
Keep doing your thing,
All the small talk shouldn’t really bother,
I know there will be times,
When you will doubt yourself,
But hurdles teaches you things
you don’t know about yourself,
God has a weird sense of humor,
And you gotta be patient,
Give up your vices,
Give up time wasting,
There’s much to achieve,
So much that can be done,
All that you need is inside you,
Where else can you get inspiration from,
The light at the end of the tunnel isn’t that far,
Coz you are,
More than you think you are*

The Fight Continues

So many people around the world,
Waiting for a savior to descend,
Some one who can guide them,
Take away their miseries,
I wish it was me,
But each one of us,
Has been granted this power,
To rise above the person next to us,
We don't need a savior,
The power is within us,
For all the believers,

If we each play our part,
We can each have our Adidas,
If we each make a point,
To do whatever little we can,
I know we put our selves in their shoes,
We can find the impetus,
Way is there, all we need is the will,
We even have the intellect,
We don't even have to go there,
We have the internet,
This is an urge, This is my request,
This is my prayer,
For the hungry to the world,
I don't write without a cause,
But for me, this is more than a cause,
Just think if what if it was one of yours,
For you, this might be news,
But the fight against hunger continues.........

White Carpet

So I wake up,
Feeling the chills,
Get on with the routine,
Doing my thing,
Then take a peek outside,
And I see the splendor,
Of God's Creation,
Its that time again,
No, its not the sun,
Blinding my eyes,
No, its not the greens,
That soothe my senses,

Its that time,
The birds fly south for,
Its that time,
The squirrels gather nuts year round for,
Its that time,
That makes Christmas so special,
I am delighted to see it again,
As if the Father is gonna descend,
And the earth is covered with
A White Carpet

Already Mine

I thought I would send you love letters,

But the post seldom works good,

Thought I would say sweet things to you,

But words are only words,

Thought I would send you flowers,

But they dry,

Thought I would do nice things for you,

But you like to do things for me,

Shower you with gifts and diamonds,

But nothing is as good, as to give to you,

Take you to vacation on an island,

Just you and me, But I aint that rich yet,

Do everything for you,

But I don't need to impress you,

Because you are....

Stay There

Let me stare into those eyes,
And let me get lost,
All the love I see in them,
Makes me wanna stay there*

Walk With Me

Walk with me,
Talk to me,
So that I may know,

I m so used to walking alone,
All this seems surreal,
So just hold my hand,
So that I may know,
That you are still here,

Take me to the other side,
Where its just you and me,

Its me against the world,
But with you
I feel invincible,
My feelings are true,
Even though its just words that I scribble,

No one can even come close,
Compared to what you are to me,

This life is hard,
It gets dark sometimes,
If I ever lose hope,
Be my guiding light,
I don't need anybody else,
I just want you,
To walk with me*

Piece of Mind

There's so much to say
and you are just not there,
Yes, nobody made me feel
the way you do,

I can still smell you
as if you were never gone,
with you not here,
can't really say I m fine,
your touch lingers
your skin smooth like wine,

Just sit here,
And let me stare,
Don't say nothing,
for once, let the time stop,
Coz we never seem to talk enough
so let the silence speak,
or is it that you have,
left me speechless again,

Only time I find peace,
and I long for your kiss,
Who else makes you feel
the way I do,
who understands you
the way I do,
Only if I can make you
understand what you mean to me,
when you pamper me like a child
I wish I could stay more than a while,
just stare in my eyes
you will see it
if they can't tell you all

my unknown strength,
my sun in the rain,
my angel in disguise,
my dream invader,

why am I even trying to waste words?
I m just trying to give you
A piece of my mind*

I Gave You Power

I m mightier than sword,
If my owner uses me right,
I can kill without a stab,
I can start a war,
Stop a war and a lot more,
I give light to all those who lost cause,
For all those who got something to say, But can't say it,
I help them make it,
I don't discriminate, by color, race or religion,
I help them write, I give them a vision,
I got you your first job,made your parents proud,
I help move crowds.

I m a workaholic,
I like to keep spitting ink, without a pause,
I m a writer's weapon of choice,
I m the silent voice,
If you use me right, I can make your girlfriend moist,

I m your Sunday solitude,
And Monday news,
I m the only thing you might own,
When you die broke,
I can help your last words,
In the form of a suicide note,
Or clog myself at your father's last breath,
Make your inheritance go to charity,
So make sure you use me right and not play with me,

I ejaculate, leave the pages dirty,
Leave stains hard to wash away,
For my owners who lost their way,
And don't know how to use me,
Call me moody, I can make your shirt pockets get noticed,
So I just pray, my next owner be a true writer,
Who has his mind aligned to me, and wouldn't lose focus,
I hope one day I will help him write an opus,

I can make you nostalgic, give you memories,
Help you remember things,
You can use to sketch,
If my cousin's lid breaks,
I don't have the same shades he has,
But it depends on the user's skill,
And if I ever run out you can refill,

My golden age has passed,
But I still got it,
I fight against 100 keys,
But then again I got it locked,
And the keys on the keyboard,
Are like Nas,
What would you be without me?
I gave you power*