Category: General
Reason,
gives in to longing
season by season.
And now, they have started deleting my blog entries, what the fuck is this world coming to?
Maybe its time to shift base camps.
good bye fullhyd!
It always takes a genius
to feel dumb
like the ocean at neap tide
haywire and numb
I salute thee, my friend
for the few moments of childish
conversations, bubbling words,
of bus rides to dawn,
happy never ending, thoughts
in myraid dimensions.
As said Nietzsche,...
Anger, like a red paint
spilled over
fields ever-green,
of happy talk.
Broken, into dark smooth
curves of charcoal trails
of tears of sadness
in the farmers eyes
by thunderstorms
before the harvest hour.
How many lifes would it take to get used to living?
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"You got to let go of what you love
it will come back to you if it really belongs to you".
Oh Buddha, how does this fit in with your teachings that nothing you own actually...
Breathe-breed-breathe
dig holes-erect poles
kill a few tigers,
fix satellites, fly kites
make them go poo-poo
round and round, around us.
Switch on your television,
bitch about commercialisation
Breathe-breed-breathe
Race you car at high speeds
crash into the sleepy truck...
Shining shining, the night is shining
Tweaky tweaky, my life is turning.
Imaginary friends all crawling
into the cask with snakes and lovers
Shining shining, the night is shining
riding riding, my back is hurting.
Distant drum beats and the ancient theatre
screeching lions...
I refuse to consider myself a part of Asia. The mighty Himalayas stand testimony to my decree; I was born a wanderer, thats my destiny. I call myself paradise, they call me Bharat.
Creeping vines
Grapes and women
vernalise
in the winter cold.
Dispassionate
cold
ugly
winters of life.
Mythical evolution
or progressive reincarnation?
Where do I stand
after my foot space
subjugates my mother,
my earth.
?
genetic revolution
utopian reserruction?
Alone, she sat there
staring at the unknown,
like the flower in her tresses
drooping towards death
with every shape the moon changes.
Malignant, her thoughts were
like a tropical hurricane,
destroying everything
beautiful, ecstatic;
they built over the years.
Teardrops...
Relish mortality like a bar of chocolate as as you bite into it.
If chocolate here is replaced by coffee, it gets too stressful.
Its a sad feeling, I had it for months and I dont have it anymore!
Another day passed by, I created a few new tunes in my head, and made my soul dance to them. I probably should consult a bollywood choreographer to get the right effects. It was just a passing thought last night that it actually has been more then two months since I had given up on alcohol and a...
Whoever introduced the concept of abstract poetry, prose poems or to that matter any poetry must have been a really lazy person or someone with very little ink and paper that he had to cut short his expression of a thousand words into one verse, let alone his quest for fame and his worship of...