Thursday, July 22, 2010

Striking a balance

Seal it with a flourish and smile
But be prepared to pay the fine

Turn your head both the ways
And not ever ever get swayed

Its the razor-sharp edge of a knife
Tip-toe, hang on to dear life

On one side is hell,  another pain divine
Be careful, you walk on a thin hot red line.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Sing me a lullaby

Sing me a lullaby
I need to close my eyes

Its been long since the sun
Has kissed the sky goodbye
And she blushing pink and crimson let
Bejeweled black hair down with a sigh

Silent is the blowing wind
Silent is this night
Stars gaze down at the earth
With their silent eyes

Sing me a lullaby
I need to close my eyes

The birds have gone back to their nests
Where they are eagerly awaited
But I eagerly await you sleep,
To come down upon my two eyes

Dear sleep lets end this strife,
Bury me in my mother's arms
Whisper your night song in my ear
And caress my fears goodbye

Sing me a lullaby
I need to close my eyes.


Monday, July 19, 2010

Everything Fades Away

Silhouettes loom in the corridors
Like ghosts in the corners of my mind
This walk is never ending;
In search of a path that I'll never find.

Meant to live, meant to breathe
This world is a perfect place to hide,
The mechanical life goes on
With reality, some dreams don't collide.

For once this bleary town
Had looked so different that night
Blood sang out of me from nowhere
Had never felt so alive.

Its still good to have  memories
A slow smile creeping up at low tide
Soon swallowed by waves of emptiness
Seasoned with self-pride.

Want to wake up kicking screaming,
Imbibe each drop till I burst with life
Hollow, brain-dead, broken
But the spirit refuses to die.

Whats not meant to be, will never be
No matter what you feel, do or say;
Once again I learn my lesson
Everything fades away.

Friday, July 2, 2010

Silliness

On the window sill,
I saw a little kitten run by
Aiming and jumping
after an elusive butterfly.

I watched curiously
laughing, I almost fell off my chair
Coz as much as it tried,
The kitten kept missing it by a hair.

Even if it did catch it
that would be the end of the game
What you want and what you get;
May not actually be the same.

Run along as much as you want
After this and that and that,
The pursuit of happiness is pointless;
Be practical, stupid cat!

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Ephemeral

Red, soft petals,
a memory now withered.
Fragile, round, thin
slowly dissolves into nothing.
Thats the way life is
thats the way is happiness
Like water that slips
away, between your fingers.
An insane blue bird
looks for a cage to call home,
It lives for a while
Ephemeral it is, not Immortal;
Dying on the wings of time,
A time, that once was.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Russian Roulette

A hand drops the gun to the table,
Another turns it around;
I take a seat to face my enemy
Deep breath before the rounds.

My opponent is a cool one
Fanning with a black fan;
Dares me to pick up the gun
And the fun began.

My opponent knows me through and through
She knows how to incite
The words hit home and I stand
All braced up to fight.

I upturn the glass and set it afire
to shake things up;
Hold the gun to my head
suppressing a hiccup.

Nothing happens
I give a gleeful victorious smile
I pass the gun to my opponent
and mock her back this time.

With almost steady hands
She gracefully, picks it
As if it were some jewel
Adorning the neck of a puppet

Even this time
There is only a click;
The Bullet did not choose her
My breath gets thick.

Blood rushes into my ears
My eyes, head, heart stop
All I can think of now
Is how I can pass the death cup

With steady eyes
I point my gun
Size up my enemy
and fire my Weapon

The bullet races against time
And lodges in the forehead
My enemy slumps in her chair
But I dont move ahead

Through the glass wall
I scream and scream and scream
I watch helplessly as I kill myself;
This is not a dream.

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Fiction


That is my notebook
and that is my pen
thats my chair,
and this, is my den.

Those are things accomplished
along with dreams that waver
and these are the things I have to do
Come whatever.

Don't know when, my life
for what did I mistook
I feel as if I am
some character in a book.
 
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