He is not a writer
but he thinks he can write,
looking at the nib of the pen,
pen
unwilling to support,
unwilling to write anything,
but can't resist,
has to do it,
he writes,
first stroke shakes it,
warms it up,
starts feeling the current in it,
so does he,
the pen feels good,
it picks up the speed,
the words starts taking shape,
but the writer is ordinary,
so is the ink in pen,
one page down,
pen wants more,
continuous writing is an addiction,
it burns in flames but it goes on,
the writer wants something else,
he wishes to take the pen down,
pen resists,
he looks at the nib of the pen,
he feels frustrated,
he starts breathing fast,
his shoulders are shivering with anger,
he strikes off the written material,
the pen don't care,
it just want to go on writing,
writer's mouth is about to burst,
the pen still don't care,
writer holds the pen,
with the nib pointing the page,
the pen is excited,
the writer slowly moves his arm backwards,
setting a goal to hit,
and he releases his arm to hit the notebook,
there is a hole created in the book,
with fumes of blue ink,
the writer exhales,
and the pen of the ordinary writer is quite now.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Thursday, December 1, 2011
A Random Thought
Tolerance is a toy. Lets play.
Life is a game, lets play.
respect is relative, lets play.
Faith is illusion, lets play.
Randomness is truth, lets face it.
Uncertainty is beauty, lets live it.
I am nobody, let me vanish.
You are nobody, but you exist.
Everything seems to be turned into myth
before existing and after vanishing.
Life is a game, lets play.
respect is relative, lets play.
Faith is illusion, lets play.
Randomness is truth, lets face it.
Uncertainty is beauty, lets live it.
I am nobody, let me vanish.
You are nobody, but you exist.
Everything seems to be turned into myth
before existing and after vanishing.
Friday, November 18, 2011
They Say You Are There.
They say you are there, everywhere,
they say you are supreme, the almighty,
they are good people, they are bad people,
they love, they hate, they save, they kill,
they play with morality, they commit crimes,
they love you, they know you,
they are running for you,
and you just confuse me,
a confusion of you own existence,
you sent you avatars, you sent your messengers,
and guess what they did? lots of things,
they were born, they ate, they played,
some of them got married, some of them had children,
and then suddenly you give them the powers,
the powers that no human is supposed to possess,
that they can lift up mountains or bring the dead to life,
that they can kill the bad and bring peace on earth,
that they can show that you are the supreme,
and nothing works if you want it to work,
then please tell me,
do you want people to be bad?
do you want them to commit crimes?
do you want them to to be moral?
No, you don't want this because you can't,
you are the originating point of consciousness,
but not the consciousness as a whole,
you are life but you neither give it nor take it,
you are everywhere but never created anything,
you have the power but not the will,
you were created from randomness,
the sole reason that explains everything,
the evidence will never be obvious,
they say you are there, not you.
they say you are supreme, the almighty,
they are good people, they are bad people,
they love, they hate, they save, they kill,
they play with morality, they commit crimes,
they love you, they know you,
they are running for you,
and you just confuse me,
a confusion of you own existence,
you sent you avatars, you sent your messengers,
and guess what they did? lots of things,
they were born, they ate, they played,
some of them got married, some of them had children,
and then suddenly you give them the powers,
the powers that no human is supposed to possess,
that they can lift up mountains or bring the dead to life,
that they can kill the bad and bring peace on earth,
that they can show that you are the supreme,
and nothing works if you want it to work,
then please tell me,
do you want people to be bad?
do you want them to commit crimes?
do you want them to to be moral?
No, you don't want this because you can't,
you are the originating point of consciousness,
but not the consciousness as a whole,
you are life but you neither give it nor take it,
you are everywhere but never created anything,
you have the power but not the will,
you were created from randomness,
the sole reason that explains everything,
the evidence will never be obvious,
they say you are there, not you.
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Can You Feel It?
Can you feel it
coming this way all through?
one way to hide and other for martyrdom,
no coward has the courage
and no courageous wishes less than this,
all humanity dies at this front,
all brotherhood vanishes at this place.
can you feel it
coming this way all through?
one moment you were firing,
other moment you are blank,
that is the power of the bullet fired
and that sees your your head as perfect site,
a perfect site to hit all it has,
it seems to be wanting you
and you seem to be living for it,
can you feel it
coming this way all through?
you never thought this would happen,
but now its ready to engulf you,
time to remember the laughs
and the time spent with the ones you loved,
the precious moments inside your brain,
but your heart waited for this day.
can you feel it
coming this way all through?
nothing can take it away from you
for if you don't face it
it will curse you,
a curse darker than the darkness,
but you know you will win,
sure you will.
you are the only one who can feel it
coming this way all through.
coming this way all through?
one way to hide and other for martyrdom,
no coward has the courage
and no courageous wishes less than this,
all humanity dies at this front,
all brotherhood vanishes at this place.
can you feel it
coming this way all through?
one moment you were firing,
other moment you are blank,
that is the power of the bullet fired
and that sees your your head as perfect site,
a perfect site to hit all it has,
it seems to be wanting you
and you seem to be living for it,
can you feel it
coming this way all through?
you never thought this would happen,
but now its ready to engulf you,
time to remember the laughs
and the time spent with the ones you loved,
the precious moments inside your brain,
but your heart waited for this day.
can you feel it
coming this way all through?
nothing can take it away from you
for if you don't face it
it will curse you,
a curse darker than the darkness,
but you know you will win,
sure you will.
you are the only one who can feel it
coming this way all through.
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
'La Tomatina' in India
After successful picturization of La-Tomatina festival of Spain in an Indian movie Zindagi na Milegi Dobara (2011), the Indian cities like Delhi, Bangalore, Mumbai, Kolkata, Jaipur, Mysore, Chennai have seen the LIMITED EDITION demos of this festival in prestigious Hotels and farm houses in the past 2 months. In Delhi, it was postponed due to food wastage issue and is facing protests from some NGOs and a new debate is rising whether these kind of festivals should be allowed in India or not. I have given it an ample thought and have written those thoughts from the neutral point of view (as far as I can) in the form of a conversation between two persons, person A and person B, who are in favor and against of the Tomatina celebration in India, respectively.
Person A:
Are you coming to La-Tomatina celebration next week in Hotel XYZ?
Person B:
No, this is just a wastage of food in a country like India.
Person A:
What is wrong in celebrating it with throwing tomatoes? It is celebrated in Spain too.
Person B:
Spain is a developed country but India is developing. Here lots of people are deprived of nutritious food.
Person A:
You mean to say that we should not celebrate Holi and Diwali too as lots of people are deprived of colors and crackers and cannot enjoy it?
Person B:
You are misinterpreting. People don't eat colors and crackers as these are meant for leisure purpose but tomatoes are meant to be eaten.
Person A:
We live in a free India and everyone is free to chose their way of recreation without harming anybody physically and mentally.
Person B:
Freedom doesn't mean licence to waste food. Children are dying because of malnutrition and wastage of this kind cannot be acceptable in a developing country like India.There are more than 37% people living below poverty line according to the government of India. We can feed these tomatoes to them instead of wasting it.
Person A:
Well, Spain is not ideally developed either as 19.8% people living there are below poverty line but still they do celebrate it and at the same time, not all people celebrate it. Even it is not an official festival. Its just that some people in Bunol gather and continue the 50 year old trend just for a change from their routine life and that is what we are aiming at. Also, poor people do not eat tomatoes often, their food is grain and onion. The grain which is rotting in the government godowns but the govt. rejects its distribution to poor people for free and the onion which sometimes costs 100 Rupees per Kg and takes the governments down. So instead of concentrating on tomatoes, its better you fight for grain and onion which form the real meal of deprived ones.
Person B:
All right. I will take this point but Spain is still the 21st largest economy in the world but we aren't. If we waste tomatoes like this then how would even the normal man be able to buy the tomatoes?
Person A:
For your Information, I would like to tell you that India is forth largest producer of tomatoes in the world and is exporting the processed tomatoes in the form of ketchup and other products all over the world. So, if we use a few dozen out of those thousands of tomatoes of inferior taste, that are either used for some (not all) ketchups or thrown away, for harmless fun then what is the problem?
Person B:
Don't you think that this is just a show-off and still a wastage of food where NGOs are trying to make people aware of not wasting the food?
Person A:
Tell me, have you ever taken any bath in swimming pool in your club?
Person B:
What it has to do with the matter at hand?
Person A:
Just answer my question.
Person B:
Yes, I love it. Its very relaxing and releases all my tensions.
Person A:
Well, don't you think that the amount of 100s of liters of water that you wasted in bathing, for which only a bucket of 17 liters is enough, could have been used to feed lots of people who are deprived of water for drinking, bathing and washing clothes & utensils? Even I am sure that you use the water from the boring at your house which reduces the under-water table which is the reason why government is unable to supply water to houses of geographically higher areas. So, its better that first you practice what you preach and then touch the topics that matters the least.
Person B:
To clear my side on the water thing, I would like to tell you that we have the septic system at our home that sends back the rain water in the ground instead of wasting it on the road like your house. Regarding the tomato thing, it is not a matter of least concern as you said. This may be a few dozen matter for you but you do not see the wide picture here as you have confined your view to just an event that is going to be organised in a hotel in one of the city in India but my dear friend, there are 28 states (and 7 union territories) in India with every state having at least 5 cities on average and every city has 5 major hotels that can afford to organize such events. Now, if we calculate, there will be 28*5*5 = 700 hotels that can (will) organize the event if it gets popular with time among high class people and this will just not need a few dozen but trillion dozen of tomatoes and I am sure that this much quantity will be available only if HOARDING is done which, of course, is very much prevalent in India.So, this food wastage festival is going to be a matter of concern in the long run.
Person A:
I respect your views but I think that what you just said is only the unnecessary magnification of what really appears to be. Got to go now. See you after the event. Good bye.
Person B:
Good Bye.
Person A:
Are you coming to La-Tomatina celebration next week in Hotel XYZ?
Person B:
No, this is just a wastage of food in a country like India.
Person A:
What is wrong in celebrating it with throwing tomatoes? It is celebrated in Spain too.
Person B:
Spain is a developed country but India is developing. Here lots of people are deprived of nutritious food.
Person A:
You mean to say that we should not celebrate Holi and Diwali too as lots of people are deprived of colors and crackers and cannot enjoy it?
Person B:
You are misinterpreting. People don't eat colors and crackers as these are meant for leisure purpose but tomatoes are meant to be eaten.
Person A:
We live in a free India and everyone is free to chose their way of recreation without harming anybody physically and mentally.
Person B:
Freedom doesn't mean licence to waste food. Children are dying because of malnutrition and wastage of this kind cannot be acceptable in a developing country like India.There are more than 37% people living below poverty line according to the government of India. We can feed these tomatoes to them instead of wasting it.
Person A:
Well, Spain is not ideally developed either as 19.8% people living there are below poverty line but still they do celebrate it and at the same time, not all people celebrate it. Even it is not an official festival. Its just that some people in Bunol gather and continue the 50 year old trend just for a change from their routine life and that is what we are aiming at. Also, poor people do not eat tomatoes often, their food is grain and onion. The grain which is rotting in the government godowns but the govt. rejects its distribution to poor people for free and the onion which sometimes costs 100 Rupees per Kg and takes the governments down. So instead of concentrating on tomatoes, its better you fight for grain and onion which form the real meal of deprived ones.
Person B:
All right. I will take this point but Spain is still the 21st largest economy in the world but we aren't. If we waste tomatoes like this then how would even the normal man be able to buy the tomatoes?
Person A:
For your Information, I would like to tell you that India is forth largest producer of tomatoes in the world and is exporting the processed tomatoes in the form of ketchup and other products all over the world. So, if we use a few dozen out of those thousands of tomatoes of inferior taste, that are either used for some (not all) ketchups or thrown away, for harmless fun then what is the problem?
Person B:
Don't you think that this is just a show-off and still a wastage of food where NGOs are trying to make people aware of not wasting the food?
Person A:
Tell me, have you ever taken any bath in swimming pool in your club?
Person B:
What it has to do with the matter at hand?
Person A:
Just answer my question.
Person B:
Yes, I love it. Its very relaxing and releases all my tensions.
Person A:
Well, don't you think that the amount of 100s of liters of water that you wasted in bathing, for which only a bucket of 17 liters is enough, could have been used to feed lots of people who are deprived of water for drinking, bathing and washing clothes & utensils? Even I am sure that you use the water from the boring at your house which reduces the under-water table which is the reason why government is unable to supply water to houses of geographically higher areas. So, its better that first you practice what you preach and then touch the topics that matters the least.
Person B:
To clear my side on the water thing, I would like to tell you that we have the septic system at our home that sends back the rain water in the ground instead of wasting it on the road like your house. Regarding the tomato thing, it is not a matter of least concern as you said. This may be a few dozen matter for you but you do not see the wide picture here as you have confined your view to just an event that is going to be organised in a hotel in one of the city in India but my dear friend, there are 28 states (and 7 union territories) in India with every state having at least 5 cities on average and every city has 5 major hotels that can afford to organize such events. Now, if we calculate, there will be 28*5*5 = 700 hotels that can (will) organize the event if it gets popular with time among high class people and this will just not need a few dozen but trillion dozen of tomatoes and I am sure that this much quantity will be available only if HOARDING is done which, of course, is very much prevalent in India.So, this food wastage festival is going to be a matter of concern in the long run.
Person A:
I respect your views but I think that what you just said is only the unnecessary magnification of what really appears to be. Got to go now. See you after the event. Good bye.
Person B:
Good Bye.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
The Face
She was walking on the pavement of the street,
a fertive walk in the mid of the evening,
scared of getting confronted by no one but some ugly goon,
two books in hands folded to herself,
I wanted to see her face but I couldn't.
She was slim, wearing a white top
with red and green flowers on it,
a burgundy jeans with bottom cut,
accompanied by a pair of brown sandal,
she seemed simple but attractive,
attractive in everything,
I wanted to see her face but I couldn't.
I started following,
following like a tiger eyeing the prey,
she noticed it, she slowed her walk,
I hid myself behind in a corner,
she turned and looked back but found no one,
she started walking again, faster,
I started following again,
her walk said she is scared and frowned,
she must be sweating hard,
I just wanted to see her face but I couldn't.
I didn't know who she was and where did she came from,
I din't know where she is heading and what she wanted,
but I followed,
I took a turn
for the shortest path of the last crossing of the road,
it brought me near to her
but still I didn't get to see her face.
My temptation was getting high,
I started walking fast,
she started running, fast, faster on a calm and silent road,
I didn't want to upset her
but I couldn't think of anything,
never thought of being labelled as a stalker
but all I wanted was to see her face.
I was getting closer, I shouted
"Excuse me", "hello", "excuse me",
she didn't turn back but rammed her speed,
the road was coming to a dead end,
nowhere she can go now without crossing me,
I got slower and waited for her to stop,
she stopped and so did I,
I was sweating, breathing fast,
chocked and tried to handle myself.
We stood at a distance,
she is about to turn now,
I am the most curious person on earth now,
staring and craving to see her face,
she moves slowly backwards,
two steps backwards away from the wall,
she starts turning at her position,
facing towards me and there she is.
The face I was dying to see,
the face I wanted the most,
the face that became my destiny for past 10 minutes,
and now there is the face of lifetime.
Cheeks so beautiful like strawberry,
eyes like those of hidden precious pearls in the ocean deep,
a glare so electric,
the shine of hair like black clouds in the sky,
a glimpse of little two year kid willing to catch a butterfly,
a glance that could shine the horizon without sun,
innocence so pure, looks so gentle.
She was standing still
still like a painted life in a garden,
she was standing frozen
frozen like a tree in the snowfall,
still sweating, still breathing hard,
just wanting to say to her that
'she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen'.
I was facing her, she didn't take her eyes off me,
she was looking in my eyes straight,
I said the words, the words that I never said before,
she blinked, her eyes relaxed,
she said with her soft but trembling voice:
"I am scared, I want to go home.".
I moved aside making way for her,
but didn't took my eyes off her,
she started moving, no more in fear,
with the same walk, with the same her,
I stood there looking her go.
My mouth was completely dry,
lots of words in heart,
but unable to recall how to pronounce them,
wish I could ask her for a coffee or a walk,
anything for her but she is gone now,
time to move myself from that place.
Just for a second I looked down and got surprised,
astonished by what I saw,
this was impossible but it happened in that barn plain,
there were flowers near my shoes,
the flowers that were on the top she was wearing,
the same red and green flowers.
my legs were jammed.
Those 15 minutes just passed before my eyes.
Who was she?
why did she made me chase her?
why did she brought me to this dead end?
it is unanswered,
and all I am left with is
'I just saw her face'.
(Note: This is a only a piece of fiction.)
a fertive walk in the mid of the evening,
scared of getting confronted by no one but some ugly goon,
two books in hands folded to herself,
I wanted to see her face but I couldn't.
She was slim, wearing a white top
with red and green flowers on it,
a burgundy jeans with bottom cut,
accompanied by a pair of brown sandal,
she seemed simple but attractive,
attractive in everything,
I wanted to see her face but I couldn't.
I started following,
following like a tiger eyeing the prey,
she noticed it, she slowed her walk,
I hid myself behind in a corner,
she turned and looked back but found no one,
she started walking again, faster,
I started following again,
her walk said she is scared and frowned,
she must be sweating hard,
I just wanted to see her face but I couldn't.
I didn't know who she was and where did she came from,
I din't know where she is heading and what she wanted,
but I followed,
I took a turn
for the shortest path of the last crossing of the road,
it brought me near to her
but still I didn't get to see her face.
My temptation was getting high,
I started walking fast,
she started running, fast, faster on a calm and silent road,
I didn't want to upset her
but I couldn't think of anything,
never thought of being labelled as a stalker
but all I wanted was to see her face.
I was getting closer, I shouted
"Excuse me", "hello", "excuse me",
she didn't turn back but rammed her speed,
the road was coming to a dead end,
nowhere she can go now without crossing me,
I got slower and waited for her to stop,
she stopped and so did I,
I was sweating, breathing fast,
chocked and tried to handle myself.
We stood at a distance,
she is about to turn now,
I am the most curious person on earth now,
staring and craving to see her face,
she moves slowly backwards,
two steps backwards away from the wall,
she starts turning at her position,
facing towards me and there she is.
The face I was dying to see,
the face I wanted the most,
the face that became my destiny for past 10 minutes,
and now there is the face of lifetime.
Cheeks so beautiful like strawberry,
eyes like those of hidden precious pearls in the ocean deep,
a glare so electric,
the shine of hair like black clouds in the sky,
a glimpse of little two year kid willing to catch a butterfly,
a glance that could shine the horizon without sun,
innocence so pure, looks so gentle.
She was standing still
still like a painted life in a garden,
she was standing frozen
frozen like a tree in the snowfall,
still sweating, still breathing hard,
just wanting to say to her that
'she is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen'.
I was facing her, she didn't take her eyes off me,
she was looking in my eyes straight,
I said the words, the words that I never said before,
she blinked, her eyes relaxed,
she said with her soft but trembling voice:
"I am scared, I want to go home.".
I moved aside making way for her,
but didn't took my eyes off her,
she started moving, no more in fear,
with the same walk, with the same her,
I stood there looking her go.
My mouth was completely dry,
lots of words in heart,
but unable to recall how to pronounce them,
wish I could ask her for a coffee or a walk,
anything for her but she is gone now,
time to move myself from that place.
Just for a second I looked down and got surprised,
astonished by what I saw,
this was impossible but it happened in that barn plain,
there were flowers near my shoes,
the flowers that were on the top she was wearing,
the same red and green flowers.
my legs were jammed.
Those 15 minutes just passed before my eyes.
Who was she?
why did she made me chase her?
why did she brought me to this dead end?
it is unanswered,
and all I am left with is
'I just saw her face'.
Friday, July 1, 2011
Restless for the sky
Feeling like worthy of nothing,
willing for no wonder in life,
a shine of blue sky unveiled in the noon,
the shine that makes me restless,
to do one thing that I cannot do,
neither could you, neither could anyone,
the will to touch and feel the sky,
a sky that does exist but it doesn't,
this feeling of shine that the sky exists
makes no one feels gloomy but me,
by my native atoms, the atoms that are restless,
they are in me but they aren't mine,
they just feed on me, they just live in me,
but they work for others, for you,
and will remain restless until they get you,
but this is not going to happen,
this will keep on going forever, never ending process,
endless chain of my thoughts making me restless,
there is no word that can save it,
because the will is just illusion,
an illusion of the will,
the will to touch the sky,
a sky that does exist but it doesn't,
believe me it doesn't.
willing for no wonder in life,
a shine of blue sky unveiled in the noon,
the shine that makes me restless,
to do one thing that I cannot do,
neither could you, neither could anyone,
the will to touch and feel the sky,
a sky that does exist but it doesn't,
this feeling of shine that the sky exists
makes no one feels gloomy but me,
by my native atoms, the atoms that are restless,
they are in me but they aren't mine,
they just feed on me, they just live in me,
but they work for others, for you,
and will remain restless until they get you,
but this is not going to happen,
this will keep on going forever, never ending process,
endless chain of my thoughts making me restless,
there is no word that can save it,
because the will is just illusion,
an illusion of the will,
the will to touch the sky,
a sky that does exist but it doesn't,
believe me it doesn't.
Thursday, June 23, 2011
The Youth Coin
(This fictional piece of writing signifies the ambition of a naive who is investing time in making strategies for getting the power)
I am new in 'town',
craving for support.
a support
that will make me supreme,
that will allow me to outcast the old.
the old
that are wise,
the real players of the game,
the shelter of experience.
An experience
that youth lacks,
boarded with innocence,
a boastful lionization,
where false praise outruns intelligence.
Intelligence
that needs guide,
that demands a right path,
that allows wisdom to prevail.
a wisdom
that can throw me out,
that won't let me become the king,
the king of the mob.
a mob
that is youth,
a youth that is sensitive,
hot-blooded and foolish.
I must toss this coin,
a coin at both side 'tail',
a coin without 'heads',
a coin of gold,
the youth coin.
I am new in 'town',
craving for support.
a support
that will make me supreme,
that will allow me to outcast the old.
the old
that are wise,
the real players of the game,
the shelter of experience.
An experience
that youth lacks,
boarded with innocence,
a boastful lionization,
where false praise outruns intelligence.
Intelligence
that needs guide,
that demands a right path,
that allows wisdom to prevail.
a wisdom
that can throw me out,
that won't let me become the king,
the king of the mob.
a mob
that is youth,
a youth that is sensitive,
hot-blooded and foolish.
I must toss this coin,
a coin at both side 'tail',
a coin without 'heads',
a coin of gold,
the youth coin.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Un-shattered
Unfilled with adequacy,
fulfilled with emptiness,
colored with black and white,
uncolored with the colors of rainbow,
a magical sight of your face,
those finest figures on your chin,
a dimple like that of half moon,
a smile worth 100 moons,
had all my feelings reserved,
had all my nerves running,
un-shattered remains my heart,
no matter you played it,
no matter you explained it,
you did it for yourself,
and now I am doing it for myself,
by remaining silent,
by remaining un-shattered.
fulfilled with emptiness,
colored with black and white,
uncolored with the colors of rainbow,
a magical sight of your face,
those finest figures on your chin,
a dimple like that of half moon,
a smile worth 100 moons,
had all my feelings reserved,
had all my nerves running,
un-shattered remains my heart,
no matter you played it,
no matter you explained it,
you did it for yourself,
and now I am doing it for myself,
by remaining silent,
by remaining un-shattered.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Deep Inside
I have been looking deep
deep very deep
and I found my mirror is shining
shining in the sun
its a plain theory
but I love it for being plain
its the reflection
the reflection of me
a new me
the one who has moved on
but what remains same here
I can see that
and that is the shadow
the shadow of her
behind my reflection
every time I see it
I fall in love
love that is a reflection
a reflection of my feelings
feelings that I have hidden
hidden somewhere deep
deep very deep.
deep very deep
and I found my mirror is shining
shining in the sun
its a plain theory
but I love it for being plain
its the reflection
the reflection of me
a new me
the one who has moved on
but what remains same here
I can see that
and that is the shadow
the shadow of her
behind my reflection
every time I see it
I fall in love
love that is a reflection
a reflection of my feelings
feelings that I have hidden
hidden somewhere deep
deep very deep.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Needless
You had what you wanted
but you always tried to get more,
tried as hard as possible
nailed everyone from head to toe,
but see at yourself now
you are still thirsty,
thirst for more and more and more,
a material for every emotion
showing how hard your desires are
making everything counted on money,
so what, you did get that
and now it has engulfed you,
from brain to heart,
the needless mankind and
the needless breath you take,
needless was your birth
and needless will be your death,
needless are your tricks and
needless is your kindness
wrapped in the coil of filthy mind,
prove you are worthy of life
a life that is needless,
prove you are worthy of breathing
a breath that is needless,
prove you are worthy of me
a me that is needless,
ah, no need to ask from you,
no need to wait for you,
no need to even look at you,
because everything is just
needless and needless and needless !
but you always tried to get more,
tried as hard as possible
nailed everyone from head to toe,
but see at yourself now
you are still thirsty,
thirst for more and more and more,
a material for every emotion
showing how hard your desires are
making everything counted on money,
so what, you did get that
and now it has engulfed you,
from brain to heart,
the needless mankind and
the needless breath you take,
needless was your birth
and needless will be your death,
needless are your tricks and
needless is your kindness
wrapped in the coil of filthy mind,
prove you are worthy of life
a life that is needless,
prove you are worthy of breathing
a breath that is needless,
prove you are worthy of me
a me that is needless,
ah, no need to ask from you,
no need to wait for you,
no need to even look at you,
because everything is just
needless and needless and needless !
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Heartless
Ever wished you could be heartless
for you will love becoming it,
as you won't feel anything then
neither the love of love
nor the pain of pain,
your eyes will look into zero
and your brain will be solid stone,
you won't see yourself in the mirror
and even if you do
you won't recognize yourself,
this will all be natural
and it will lead to nothing,
endless chain of thoughts
with no result in anything
neither positive nor negative,
no emotions for anyone
no attachment to anything,
the trees you leave behind
will be there forever but
you won't glance back,
your eyes want to see it
but your heart won't let it,
for it has become the reality
because you wished to be heartless.
for you will love becoming it,
as you won't feel anything then
neither the love of love
nor the pain of pain,
your eyes will look into zero
and your brain will be solid stone,
you won't see yourself in the mirror
and even if you do
you won't recognize yourself,
this will all be natural
and it will lead to nothing,
endless chain of thoughts
with no result in anything
neither positive nor negative,
no emotions for anyone
no attachment to anything,
the trees you leave behind
will be there forever but
you won't glance back,
your eyes want to see it
but your heart won't let it,
for it has become the reality
because you wished to be heartless.
Monday, January 10, 2011
That is all I see
That is all I see,
The line of human desire about what he wants,
Does he want happiness in illusion?
Does he want hope when he think he is broken?
Does he want something to be held responsible for what is done?
Does he wish to live a social life among those who follow these?
To this side of line is the human creation (scriptures),
and to the other side is interpretation,
The line of human desire decides
what is going to be the interpretation,
Man wrote scriptures
and now man itself is finding faults,
Man imposed it
and man is making it refutable,
Man likes it and man himself hates it,
Man is religious and man is skeptic,
No way out but that is all I see.
The line of human desire about what he wants,
Does he want happiness in illusion?
Does he want hope when he think he is broken?
Does he want something to be held responsible for what is done?
Does he wish to live a social life among those who follow these?
To this side of line is the human creation (scriptures),
and to the other side is interpretation,
The line of human desire decides
what is going to be the interpretation,
Man wrote scriptures
and now man itself is finding faults,
Man imposed it
and man is making it refutable,
Man likes it and man himself hates it,
Man is religious and man is skeptic,
No way out but that is all I see.
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