PastPresentContinuum

Me?

subliminalGuru — Sun, 05 Jun 2005 12:06:59 +0530

I am a thought, I am my mind,
I see all but am I blind?
I am a pleasure, I am lust,
I am magic, but is it dust?
I am a woman, I am my child,
I am lethal but is that wild?
I am a now, I am here,
I am love but do I care?

Trying so hard not to be...

subliminalGuru — Mon, 23 May 2005 01:48:06 +0530

They live, they wont die,
they haunt your insides.

They predate, they wont leave,
they peep through your eyes.

I wrote these few lines and just couldn't go any further.
Thank God, I am still a few steps away from being a Rock Star.

I believe I belie my beliefs

subliminalGuru — Sun, 20 Mar 2005 11:37:39 +0530

I wish there were something new,
I wish it were now.
I wish it would happen to me,
I wish, I wish and how!

I wish for it to rain,
And a forever season of springs.
I wish joy were sprinkled
when fairies shook their wings.

I wish I saw toadstools
And little imps hide away
I wish there were knights
And dragons for them to slay.

I wish I didn't grow up
And lose faith along the way.
I wish I could still believe
Love was here to stay.

I wish I heard the spoken words
And not look for give-away signs
I wish I could simply read
And not between the lines.

I wish when the caterpillar died
I could hurt and cry.
I wish I could again rejoice
on the birth of the butterfly.

I wish I didn't see it all
As the cosmic trade-off
I wish magic came my way
And let my expression un-scoff.

How I wish there was something new,
And I wish it were now.
I wish it would happen to me,
I wish, I wish and how!

Guru Speak: "Reality is just a crutch for people who can't cope with drugs." - Robin Williams.

times...

subliminalGuru — Sun, 27 Feb 2005 21:17:38 +0530

Most times
    like wails behind glass doors,
    into another eyes, I look but never see
    the love, the hurt, a thousand words
    spoken on a muted TV.

Some times
    like life passing in a flash,
    a new face, I see in a strange city
    the hope, the longing, the tacit promises
    that second lasts an eternity.

Those times
    like walking into a trap,
    caught in that space, my eyes or theirs
    is it me or is it them
    which ones speak? who hears?

All times
    like life is playing a game,
    it hides me, it seeks me
    I lose, I win, I start all over again
    but life prevails; and it lets me be.

Guru speak: Join The Army, Visit exotic places, meet strange people, then kill them.

Why just sex?

subliminalGuru — Fri, 25 Feb 2005 07:52:51 +0530

We all like to hang out with our own kinds.
Does that make us gay?
Mind gay?

Guru speak: I am confused, is he a straight gay man or is he a gay straight man? - Carrie

Two Lives to Live

subliminalGuru — Fri, 28 Jan 2005 18:24:25 +0530

Two lives to live
and we gotta live them both.
Once forward and once in reverse,
for all they are worth.

Once in our fantasies
and once in contented sighs.
Once in our actions
and once in repeated whys

Its a deal.

subliminalGuru — Tue, 25 Jan 2005 18:21:39 +0530

In reeking alleys, under the bridges,
In hunger and pain, in cold lovelessness,
He waited and he searched, he cried out loud.
But angels didn

Disillusioned

subliminalGuru — Tue, 18 Jan 2005 20:22:53 +0530

You, like the magic ripple in a silver stream.
You, like the wet moon on a rainy night.
You, who are so perfect in my imagination.
You, who mar yourself by existence.

Guru speak: Love is a state of mind which has nothing to do with the mind. - Bob Phillips

City of Angels

subliminalGuru — Fri, 24 Dec 2004 13:24:16 +0530

A high rise.
A French window.
A bean bag, a vodka.
And an unending stream of traffic.
All is well with the world.
I am content to be.

But I hate the harp. Got them to replace it with a jukebox. Got all my favorite music too. Though the neighbors resent Pearl Jam.

My job is not bad either. I basically gotta watch over a moron who is too lazy to get into trouble even. I am not complaining, it works for me.

I also like the wings

Misplaced Loyalties

subliminalGuru — Wed, 22 Dec 2004 17:05:22 +0530

slither hither
you serpentine eyes,
over me and around.

caress cajole
hold my heart,
softly love abound.

whisper warmth
fill my soul,
passion so profound

slowly laugh
spread the venom,
while you confound

squeeze choke
draw out my life,
without making a sound

come pray
complete the deceit,
on my burial ground.

Guru Speak: And my parents finally realise that I'm kidnapped and they snap into action immediately: they rent out my room. -- Woody Allen