City Of Angels

General | By subliminalGuru | 2004 Trackbacks (0) Comments (3)   

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

Current Mood: Sloshed
Current Music: None

Misplaced Loyalties

General | By subliminalGuru | 2004 Trackbacks (0) Comments (5)   

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

Current Mood: Gloomy
Current Music: Falling In Love Is So Hard On The Knees - Aerosmith

Me And The City

General | By subliminalGuru | 2004 Trackbacks (0) Comments (5)   

New York and New Delhi, two of my favorite cities in the world. What makes them different from the rest? What makes the two alike? Certainly not the first half of their names. Or even the number of Indians found in each. It

Current Mood: Amazed
Current Music: Im in a New York state of mind

A Gift Of Wings

General | By subliminalGuru | 2004 Trackbacks (0) Comments (2)   

To run, but not to run out.
To stop, but not to stop dead.
To hold, but not to hold back.
And Wings.
Just to fly.

Guru speak:

Argue for your limitations, and sure enough they're yours. - Richard Bach

Current Mood: Thoughtful
Current Music: None

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