"Platform pramank do par aane wali local,
7.12 minute ki churchgate ke liye Jallad local hain..
Yeh local pe chadne ke liye aap ko raat ko jaldi sona.
aur subhe waqt pe uthna zaroori hain..
" These words were more sacred than a gayatri mantra or reading the bible before sleeping,
since getting up the next morning was to be dreaded like that itching..
Itching of that sack which held the marbles of secretion,
connected to the pipe which very well knew its mission ;)
The alarm rang not once but twice and the snooze made it ring nine times,
I woke up saying, "lag gaye beta ab going to college won't suffice"
The next morning I kept my alarm to ring at 4,
for college at 7 made me stand on that streets like that unworthy whore
Sat on the pot with the seizure emptying the stock,
suddenly a voice from out," kya kar raha hain andar, baal nikal raha hain kya tu hairy bandar" ;)
Ayla mummy, out I ran n she made my reason to go to college more firm
,but That call it was that killed it off, oh I was numb *blush*
"She called, she called wow she wants me in college,
I was excited like that other unused foil taken out the gargabe..
Had half a bread gave the bitch the rest
,she barked wagging her tail saying bow bow BOW BOW BOW, It meant," may yu conquer Her, yes your quest".. ;)
" 'Bhaiya', jogeshwari station,
and I sat into that 3 wheeler of joy..
But one minute, where Was that Railway pass and my playboy can,
weeped I on reaching the station,
I felt like that ulgy tan
Zindagi dheeme ho gayi ab kaise karu usse impress,
by the time I reach college I would look like that unwanted pest..
I took a vow somehow to sneak through the sweaty armpits,
saw my jannath local on platform number 4 and struggled through the crowd out like a spastic..
Why are stations crowded god damnit,
I will personally strategize the population policy to the pm oh my thought was so divine,
wish It would be drafted
The train left as if telling me while shrugging through
wake up on time son,Stop living life like a pornstar where you cant even CUM
I walked dismantled so n missed being hit by a train whilest pickin up my cap
A song similar to that Hera Pheri movie played in the head non stop
That tune was the anthem of life describin your stability or rhythm today
That sentence defined not only me but Most of you babua's too
"Jallad Local Annar aahe, Tula Thokoon Jaanaar aahe"
Hey, I sense you're reading this.. Now pay attention to that heart, now the mind, now the heart, now the mind... Now you know who I am?
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Saturday, June 26, 2010
That CONFLICT?
Its a Question on each of ourr minds,
A question leaving God unkind
He got us to what we are today,
I say it was destiny, leaving the Lord at bay ..
Why does He send us on this earth if he has to make us cry,
Our emotions engulfed with misery and grief,
happniness where have you dried?
Call me immature or call me a stupid reason to this, Pray to yourself first then search for God's quest
This CONFLICT has each of us dismantled,
War would have bettered that anguish, that handle
That hande which we pull it leads to a stream
The stream of death and apathy,
YOU CAN HEAR THE WORLD SCREAM WHY FACE DEATH OF SOMEONE AND MISERY ALL ALONG,
Perhaps its a cycle or a legacy being carried along
I dont question you oh Lord, but question yourself one day Moments you give us,
do we really deserve it?
Your answer shall be met the day humanity questions your stance
I am no atheist No satan, Just an ordinary boy at glance
Emotion within waiting for a plate to be covered
Covered with that stream of tears rolling down in blood
My CONFLICT with you shall remain till I breathe my last Ethics we have to worship you, Its simply the reason you Bless us ! Look at those faces and plea's from the hearts galore GOD if your there, dont prove your worth, but dont get overshadowed with karma and destiny so!
Respect !
A question leaving God unkind
He got us to what we are today,
I say it was destiny, leaving the Lord at bay ..
Why does He send us on this earth if he has to make us cry,
Our emotions engulfed with misery and grief,
happniness where have you dried?
Call me immature or call me a stupid reason to this, Pray to yourself first then search for God's quest
This CONFLICT has each of us dismantled,
War would have bettered that anguish, that handle
That hande which we pull it leads to a stream
The stream of death and apathy,
YOU CAN HEAR THE WORLD SCREAM WHY FACE DEATH OF SOMEONE AND MISERY ALL ALONG,
Perhaps its a cycle or a legacy being carried along
I dont question you oh Lord, but question yourself one day Moments you give us,
do we really deserve it?
Your answer shall be met the day humanity questions your stance
I am no atheist No satan, Just an ordinary boy at glance
Emotion within waiting for a plate to be covered
Covered with that stream of tears rolling down in blood
My CONFLICT with you shall remain till I breathe my last Ethics we have to worship you, Its simply the reason you Bless us ! Look at those faces and plea's from the hearts galore GOD if your there, dont prove your worth, but dont get overshadowed with karma and destiny so!
Respect !
Gone to come Back
I rode down the lane in hunt of that box,
one which opened to that worthy watch..
That watch which had in it ticking that hand,
which kept spinning like life was a one night stand...
That box lay near the corner of a creek,
beside it I saw a figure resting so unique..
That figure rose high up and way above,
into the sky so dark leaving my heart like an wingless dove..
"Follow me, come, and feel those moments again "",
that voice echoed whilest it went higher n gone..
That box still lay with a glow inside,
opened it to see that heart so deprived..
Deprived of that face it wanted and craved for,
I was gripped seeing it weep like a heart never before..
I picked that heart and astonishingly saw,
your picture inside with me in your arms..
A tear rolled down upon and fell on it,
it moaned in grief like a spirit perished..
"Don't weep oh beauty, your heart is with me,
I will keep it close till beckons eternity"..
It looked at me and it was You inside,
emotion hit me, I knew my heart was your domicile..
I took it home n slept beside it,
it glowed with that charm when I saw you excited..
Excited with me and you only under that sky so beautiful,
I wish I came back to you each night each day..
I got the the next morning to see that box disappear somewhere,
God it was who had it, and he made me his slave..
I serve him today without a face insight
my duty to myself is the prime need for you to be right..
But deep down there I feel you within,
like the beat to my heart and its only mission..
one which opened to that worthy watch..
That watch which had in it ticking that hand,
which kept spinning like life was a one night stand...
That box lay near the corner of a creek,
beside it I saw a figure resting so unique..
That figure rose high up and way above,
into the sky so dark leaving my heart like an wingless dove..
"Follow me, come, and feel those moments again "",
that voice echoed whilest it went higher n gone..
That box still lay with a glow inside,
opened it to see that heart so deprived..
Deprived of that face it wanted and craved for,
I was gripped seeing it weep like a heart never before..
I picked that heart and astonishingly saw,
your picture inside with me in your arms..
A tear rolled down upon and fell on it,
it moaned in grief like a spirit perished..
"Don't weep oh beauty, your heart is with me,
I will keep it close till beckons eternity"..
It looked at me and it was You inside,
emotion hit me, I knew my heart was your domicile..
I took it home n slept beside it,
it glowed with that charm when I saw you excited..
Excited with me and you only under that sky so beautiful,
I wish I came back to you each night each day..
I got the the next morning to see that box disappear somewhere,
God it was who had it, and he made me his slave..
I serve him today without a face insight
my duty to myself is the prime need for you to be right..
But deep down there I feel you within,
like the beat to my heart and its only mission..
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Your MOTHER. Your LIVING
You were in that womb years ago, which made HER smile and live for a reason so
You stepped outside into a world so pure, it was SHE who gave you that feeling, SHE is your cure A 6 letter word defining GOD today, something telling me HE bowed to HER each day
A reason for you to smile and believe, SHE never complained, SHE always stood standing there like that need
A need so worthy, bettering that prime necessity, SHE held your hand each time you felt uneasy
Those tender hands which held us close, those moments of childhood, HER face like that rose "Mom, give me my stuff, Im getting late", these words are fulfilled before you even said them, We step into a world meeting independence today, don't leave her stranded with displeasure and dismay
Jubiliant, charming, affectionate, worthy, beautiful are words heard, Open the dictionary to see their meaning, you shall see HER standing their with your picture in heart unblurred
Respect is what made us celebrate this day, give her that joy which for which she always craved Mom I love you this is our dedication to you, my words were never so pure in life, but your WORTH made them sound so agile and so true
You kiss me good night even before the work is done, but I look to you till you rest your head on that pillow and sleep
GOD cam down to me that day, "Make her proud, make her your reason to the world today" SHE made me stand, SHE made me talk and SHE made me say, "Respect the human beside you, he is born of a mother who awaits him/her that day"
To the world I plead with my words so numb, Kiss your mother on readin this because Life was only ONE, She has battled life to make us what we are this hour, I SALUTE ALL YOU MOTHERS with that emotion deep down there encarved - kJ
You stepped outside into a world so pure, it was SHE who gave you that feeling, SHE is your cure A 6 letter word defining GOD today, something telling me HE bowed to HER each day
A reason for you to smile and believe, SHE never complained, SHE always stood standing there like that need
A need so worthy, bettering that prime necessity, SHE held your hand each time you felt uneasy
Those tender hands which held us close, those moments of childhood, HER face like that rose "Mom, give me my stuff, Im getting late", these words are fulfilled before you even said them, We step into a world meeting independence today, don't leave her stranded with displeasure and dismay
Jubiliant, charming, affectionate, worthy, beautiful are words heard, Open the dictionary to see their meaning, you shall see HER standing their with your picture in heart unblurred
Respect is what made us celebrate this day, give her that joy which for which she always craved Mom I love you this is our dedication to you, my words were never so pure in life, but your WORTH made them sound so agile and so true
You kiss me good night even before the work is done, but I look to you till you rest your head on that pillow and sleep
GOD cam down to me that day, "Make her proud, make her your reason to the world today" SHE made me stand, SHE made me talk and SHE made me say, "Respect the human beside you, he is born of a mother who awaits him/her that day"
To the world I plead with my words so numb, Kiss your mother on readin this because Life was only ONE, She has battled life to make us what we are this hour, I SALUTE ALL YOU MOTHERS with that emotion deep down there encarved - kJ
Monday, April 26, 2010
Mind
Poisoned by your venom I fell down, but stood up to be stung with that weapon, your heart Can't see you with another him, You were made for me oh my motion, my sole rhythm
Im stabbing my self each hour without you, come close to your lover because my heart is where lies the truth
The truth to a stance where i saw a picture, it was you oh beautiful in my heart so clear
I forgot how to rhyme in life, my tunes were mum seeing you each day
Today I see you slip away without me, why? I wasnt made a lover, but born one with you, my only cry
Lets run away to that land again, where i kissed you under that shiniing moonlight
Your lips as tender as a new borns first sight, Your clutch as pure as the oceans first tide
I WOKE UP TO REALIZE I WAS UNWORTHY OF YOU, I LOST YOU OH BABY IN THAT FEELING SO BLUE
Im stabbing my self each hour without you, come close to your lover because my heart is where lies the truth
The truth to a stance where i saw a picture, it was you oh beautiful in my heart so clear
I forgot how to rhyme in life, my tunes were mum seeing you each day
Today I see you slip away without me, why? I wasnt made a lover, but born one with you, my only cry
Lets run away to that land again, where i kissed you under that shiniing moonlight
Your lips as tender as a new borns first sight, Your clutch as pure as the oceans first tide
I WOKE UP TO REALIZE I WAS UNWORTHY OF YOU, I LOST YOU OH BABY IN THAT FEELING SO BLUE
Thursday, April 22, 2010
The PHONE
Its classic its durable, its worthy and able
Its elegant its versatile, its resides in the pocket, its domicile
You can plug in the music, you can feel it deep within
Adjust the volume to hear it high, you know its gorgeous as a chick when high
Its not a phone, it's not a cell, its a necessity defining your quest
You addicts out there answer this for me, when you wake up, that's the first thing you wanna see
The buttons squeak a moan each night, telling you go easy on them for Jesus Christ
Ranges within exorbitant prices and low, your phone is the prime asset TODAY, you could ever hold
We wake up each day not to hold a brush, but this gadget, touching it seems like lust ;)
Its elegant its versatile, its resides in the pocket, its domicile
You can plug in the music, you can feel it deep within
Adjust the volume to hear it high, you know its gorgeous as a chick when high
Its not a phone, it's not a cell, its a necessity defining your quest
You addicts out there answer this for me, when you wake up, that's the first thing you wanna see
The buttons squeak a moan each night, telling you go easy on them for Jesus Christ
Ranges within exorbitant prices and low, your phone is the prime asset TODAY, you could ever hold
We wake up each day not to hold a brush, but this gadget, touching it seems like lust ;)
Sunday, April 18, 2010
The Road To Love
Walking down the road so pale, I looked behind to see those footprints fade.. The road to a place where i would find solace, turned to me and said, " this aint your road son to the search for that face".. Gripped with fate i walked around, something telling me she lay in the coffin so cold.. I walked the beach without hope and stand, greeted with the waves, I so wish i was them and never came back.. Life is bliss to me i realized that night, but the next moment I was craving for you, oh my only strive.. You pushed me through life down n thin, never knew i would live life like a thrown lid lying in the sea within.. The lid was the opening to a face so pure, i stood close to the sea and could hear the waves echo.. "Lets show him her face or he shall perish, she was his grip his hold n his only fetish".. I saw a figure in the dark night emerge, IT WAS YOU MY LOVE I FOUND WITH ONLY A FACE AND NO CLUTCH.. The waves mumbled a word i could hear now, " There she is son, your love, your grip and your shining cloud.. She came here with a picture in her hand last night, it was You held in her hand, she din seem fine nor her plight.. She asked us to take her away far afar from you, The last thing she said was that SHE LOVED YOU".. I wept n cried to see her dead and swollen, i asked the waves if i could take her to a place, yes heaven.. The last time i picked her up she was smiling and glee, today she lay in my arms yet SMILING but without a feeling to weep.. I dug a grave to put her to rest, Looked up to God and asked him why did you be a pest? A tear fell upon her heart, it opened up showing me a picture, it was me she held that day when we made a start.. I heard her say a word before i buried her within, " baby your arms today feel the same as that night, promise to love me till you breathe your last".. Down there she lay within the mud, i smiled looking at God telling him you can't snatch her from me neither her trust.. I buried myself beside her coffin in glee, the word LOVE never seemed worthy ever, it made HIM WEEP..
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