Yea.Well that's the exact word to tag me in these days. I haven't been like this always, I used to be pretty dynamic & useful. But what can you do when you've got so much smoke inside your body & so little heat around. yes. It's WINTER.The time to hibernate.
So now you all must be thinking what is with this guy who claims to be an Idle suddenly starts blogging & shit.Well then let me tell you about this girl who took up this difficult job of breaking the slumber of this cold blood. n Yeaaah.. she made it!! played a furious girl role who won't take any reasons.Little bit of "monomalinno"..And i surrendered.She knows all the tricks to deal me now.She's getting better. She thinks she has this proper mental disease that needs serious medication.and I wont disagree to that.. She is a lunatic.Not like Annie Hall but more sophisticated version of the time.She can self-analyze n she can do blizzar things that you least think of. Sometimes she likes to play with my head too.Mind games you know.. To tell you the truth she's the Ultimate Kate Stratford.you better watch out!
Anyway so I wake up today with this weird dream of being late.You know sometimes you sleep with your watch.your move your ear onto it accidentally n you start to hear the tic-tic-tic-tic sound & a Pink Floyd song comes right in your head? Well That thing just happened to me! I had to be at college & then had to see her in the afternoon.. And without any doubt, I was late.. but wooH.. :) surprisingly She decided not to kill me this time.My life was spared.She is my Princess Ann..
Brain damage >
I don't need no arms around me. I don't need no drugs to calm me.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Sunday, January 25, 2009
High speed
Blurry love deep down under
quake my mind with noise and thunder
looking earth from outer space
beauty, light, fairness, i find no trace.
Open up your eyes and see
you brought me upon my knees
now nothing else can replace
on this timeless space i wait, i gaze..
I'm lost.. I'm scared
tired and bled
all that i had, have shred
so singing out this nothing list
singing out this mess
come and rhyme with me
my shivering cold, my shivering pain
Entrapped in things I can’t escape
inside remembrance and corrode affection
I'm lost.. I'm scared
tired and bled..
all that i had, has shred
so singing out this nothing list
singing out this mess
come on and rhyme with me
for my hope, living life and having friends
So before my head explodes
hope you come up to meet
and we'll go run to the stars..
In high speed .....>/
Friday, January 16, 2009
Hymn
Fill all the dark
Fill all the pain
Fill up my heart with never ending rain.
10 thousand sun burning in my way..
And far away,
all that i see, all that I say
and all that I breathe, all that I pray
Trapped all in a ashtray...
Smoke in the water, mist in the sea
deep in the void, howl move silently...
Tree of my wasted thoughts grow slow
needles under the skin dig down low..
so now if my heart goes faint
should i pick it up & wrap it in a plastic sack
or should I bury it, bound and restricted
confused, wrangled..
In the web of delusion
all that left, remain tangled....
Fill all the pain
Fill up my heart with never ending rain.
10 thousand sun burning in my way..
And far away,
all that i see, all that I say
and all that I breathe, all that I pray
Trapped all in a ashtray...
Smoke in the water, mist in the sea
deep in the void, howl move silently...
Tree of my wasted thoughts grow slow
needles under the skin dig down low..
so now if my heart goes faint
should i pick it up & wrap it in a plastic sack
or should I bury it, bound and restricted
confused, wrangled..
In the web of delusion
all that left, remain tangled....
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Wishful thinking
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Alaska is gone
All the life in this sun has all run
all the faith has undone, I have none..
Silence drip and savoring speak,
this crimson colored sky still in weep..
As my heart runs empty, now I realize
trampled this soul will never r.i.p...
Moments wait, can't tell you how it takes.
flashback of scars paint it's acid test..
now let the virus bite someone else's brain
cause I know what I want would never surface.
and again i find those pattens repeat..>
At the harbor of my broken rhyme,
awake or I'm still dreaming...
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Insomnia
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