Once Mine !

My floor is wet with those tears of pain
, I see with Him cuddling up close within..

Gave you love oh you beautiful thing,
but was left stranded like that one bowling pin..

I hang now like that leaf on the branch,
with holes galore, beckoning my ugly stance..

You were the road to that illuminated vision,
it was none other than your heart where I lay hidden ..

Connected to you like that network of joy,
but now Im a mere broken toy ..

The next time I ever say that you were mine,
shoot me down just like another murderer in line ..

I sigh alas seeing you rejoice with him,
I smile looking at you being up there n sing..

I gave up oh MY cute thing with no hope or sight,
just told myself that I wasn't able to love you so tight ..

I fade away like that cigarette puffed each time,
you were my tobacco, my addiction, oh you WERE ONCE MINE ..

T(RUST) ?

Never knew its gonna be so hard to live life this way,
you turned me into an idol, but made o clay ..

For me to give into the forces you put forth,
my feelings were left torn, wasted like caught dope ..

I couldn't tell what it felt like having you so close to me that night,
life never told me your coming or else I would have been prepared for that fight ..

That fight in my heart between emotions infinite,
pristine, elegant once defined my feelings for the world to be seen ..

Its not that I don't trust you girl,
its more like my head is the culprit which twists n curls ..

Bloody curls into a puzzle left unsolved by the GOD o love,
but we could solve it baby since we have HIS blood, we have HIS blood ..

I can't think, I can't fly I can't shape into what others want,
so I wonder whether its Trust or RUST engulfing Us in our holy Want ..

That want o being One n not you n me for long
lets live each day now, for life never gave lessons on how to fight ..

I will still wait there and watch you walk by,
and see where does the clock stop ..

But I fear getting dismantled in the time coming,
Lets kiss each other one last time for each others picture might be fading ..

...

Where you goin? I'm here, wait back to see my face one last time.
Or you'l be lonely each day n waiting for the night to loosen your spine .
I can't understand what it felt within,
why was I riding with no horse and no rhythm ..
Things were good all this while,
your face is all I saw with a another man ..
Aarghh wish I could chop my head into pieces aplenty,
life you unkind whore you left me sitting here on the sand with my soul so lonely ..
I come into that house to see your face shine look at me
but I leave thinking is it really me? ..
Yea its my fault that I think so much
that now m a stranded slut with noone to pick me as such ..
Your eyes tell me a story that your faking all you have in you,
your actions prove to me that you love me, oh you really do ..
Fuck this emotion which has gotten me into the garbage bin,
Even when I'm thrown I lie there like a bloody sin ..
This rush o emotion in me nor to cry or feel a thing
when will it end I wonder, or will it go on like a story with no name given ..
I'm going away to find that answer to life and much more now,
no looking back or Il see your face with tears o blood pouring from each pore ..
Wait for me one day Il be back with a smile n soul,
I walk alone oh baby,
on that beach I just walk alone ..

(CON)flict Vanquished

I sit again to write another of these down,
bliss or agony, both wanting to get crowned..
Upon that mind that heart and me as a whole,
conflict said, "haha bliss you lie stranded somewhere alone"
..
It was a battle being fought in the court, my heart,
the mind saying bro let life loose and pedal..
Can't sleep, can't cry, can't find that joy,
but I can smile, I can feel, each moment so mine..
I know your confused reading this line which I wrote,
perhaps sort that conflict within you,
u shall get sailin on that joyous boat..

And rail into that ocean where the tides lash you over
, but drag you to an island where your worth was its only treasure ..

(CON)flict Vanquished

I sit again to write another of these down,
bliss or agony, both wanting to get crowned..
Upon that mind that heart and me as a whole,
conflict said, "haha bliss you lie stranded somewhere alone"
..
It was a battle being fought in the court, my heart,
the mind saying bro let life loose and pedal..
Can't sleep, can't cry, can't find that joy,
but I can smile, I can feel, each moment so mine..
I know your confused reading this line which I wrote,
perhaps sort that conflict within you,
u shall get sailin on that joyous boat..

And rail into that ocean where the tides lash you over
, but drag you to an island where your worth was its only treasure ..

LOVER OR L(OVER) ?

The beach is that place where I kissed ur shore,
You worthy snatch so beautiful, life took me to that lonely door ..

It opened to a place where the word serenity defined a face,
Baby it was you, on that chair with that face so graceI came close

I could smell that feeling we were engulfed in that night
Touched u with that palm, your face dropped like an empty gun
Holy might, that red river flowing across your face it was
I picked you up to see you open ur eyes at once

"What took you so long oh beloved, I waited so long,
Din see you coming through that window, I smashed my face, now it lies torn"
I shrunk with that feeling on seeing her bleed with no respite
Cursed my words on telling her Im gone for life that feeling ripped me tonight

"I went to the place where we both kissed life together oh baby
that beach, that shore, that stance where my heart found its need so greedy
"Your my habit to live life this way now, been lying down alone in long oh in real long girl
I told you Love is that word which I fear the most,
IT GOT ME TO SIT OUTSIDE UR GRAVE AND SEE YOU DECOMPOSE

Mankind is a slave and the heart the battelfield today
Emotion, feelin and living constitute that moment defining glory or agony well swayed

LOVE, that ADDICTION. A cure or a gun?
The question beckoned us all, before we dug that grave, without a feeling to be numb
I have heard about tales in life, for there is a lover born in each seed
Slave? Murderer?Peace?! They get me searching for that weeping key

That key opening to the mine below,
with richness galore at stake
The Epicenter, Yes that HEART breathing life with broken hope and waiting for itself to break?

How deep that meaning, how massive that jolt could it be for that broken heart lying lone
COME INTO LIFE NOT AS A NEED TO FULFILL, BUT SURELY AS THAT REASON FOR THAT HEART NOT TO MOAN .. !

Jallad local anaar aahe, Tula Thokoon Jannar aahe

"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"