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Monthly Archives: June 2009

A Legend of lyrics,
A dancer’s dream,
He lived like a king,
He ruled the scene.

His Mind was the Magic,
Pop was his God,
A Pretty Young Thing,
Who burnt the Disco out.

What a life to live!
A one loved by all,
He was the very Thriller,
With Morphine in his call.

He dared Whatever Happened,
He dint Walk Away,
He made the World a better Place,
And HIStory wrote his name.

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I dont know what to say,
I dont know where to begin,
I need to confess today,
I commited no sin.

I was put in the cellars,
I was beaten black and blue,
I was insulted and abused,
I bore their torture too.

I pleaded ignorance,
Of what I hadn’t done,
I was Belted and Bruised,
And starved in the sun.

Then a few months later,
I was suddenly set afree,
They said it was proven,
Afterall it wasn’t me.

None one took no mercy,
No one took no blame,
They shrugged it was a mistake,
Cos I had a shady name.
WTF!

I loved again, it hurt,
I just chose her in a spurt,
And now I am broken again,
Between her exit and words curt.

I dont know if I should cry,
I cant see where I was wrong,
And it means a lot to me,
To remain bold and strong.

She weekened my knees,
She strangled my feelings,
She left me to interpret,
Our break-up and its meaning.

And now I am torn,
Between truth and fiction,
Was it my love that failed?
Or was it my hasty decision?

When you open your eyes wide,
I enter into them quitely,
When you sleep with your eyes shut,
I dwell in them entirely.

The one that I love is you,
Who I love to see in my dreams too,
And that’s where I can take you away,
To live my life happily with you.

My friends have girlfriends, They talk all the time,
Some are so happy, The others are fine,
Everyone asks me, where is mine,
I just tell them, none aint my kind.
And Just leave me alone..

Then there are she friends, who like me so,
They blush when I tell them “you’re beautiful”,
Yes they are pretty sweet and I am fine,
As long as they spare me and my wine.
And Just leave me alone..

Holy Satan, I aint the good type,
I like the bad girls and hate to rap,
I drink up daily and hit the sack,
I hate to listen to your goodboy crap,
So Just leave me alone..

Did I really love? Or did I lie?
I dint mean to hurt, yet made her cry,
I dont hate myself, I dont hate her,
All that I say is I hate to love.
So stay away..

Blissfully high, comfortably numb,
I like myself drunk to the brim,
I hate the hangover, the very next day,
This is so much like the love dismay.
So stay away..

I know, I dont know you,
And its a fact, you dont know me,
And I like you for what I see,
Your charm, your poetry.

I see the confidence in your eyes,
To live a life full of fun and spice,
The drive to be the one,
You always like to be.

I know much no further,
I just know what I see,
There is a gorgeous devil in you,
And you dare your destiny.

I thought I would write something,
And I read Everything and Nothing,
I was reading it for inspiration,
Ended up startled with perspiration.

My Good Ol’ Friend, just as insane,
Golly Molly.. Was he turning sane?
Was he drowning in love, or was he neckdeep?
Was she getting onto him, or was hers a leap?

Was happy in a way, and proud of my Brothr,
He was getting into something, he wouldn’t really bother,
His thinking about it, was a dreaded zone,
He always used to say, he could lie alone.

Now I see this guy, all blushing and smiles,
Chatting all the way, to his house of miles.
Am I dreaming here, or am  drunk too full,
What he is today, is unbelievable.

Then again, I think, ain’t it so nice,
I’ll get a Sis-in-law, who’s sweet n nice,
Is this all a Myth, or is this real,
To clear the air, would be his ordeal.

And I Smile 🙂 and Sleep …

I had a dream today and guess what it was,
My drunkard pals were planning a plot.
One said this Friday morn, we migt need to leave,
And reach the country side in our jeep.
I was puzzled, at the same time ready to move,
I was the one to drive, and help them too,
One said, will meet a man in white and blue,
“He will give us two boxes and thats all dude”.
“We gotta give one box to the country rouge”,
He would let us know at dawn where to go,
I was packed and ready and threw my bag in,
They screamed “What the Hell! Nothing doing”.
“We are gonna come back, the very same night”,
“We cant afford to stay as there is a fight”,
They said it was confidential, even the police shouldn’t know,
I was half annoyed, half scared  and curious too.
Then the story came rolling out-o-them,
‘Twas a Bank Manager who was stealing from his den,
He would give us ten lakhs, if we did what he said,
There is grave Danger, inbetween the lines I read.
I had no choice, had to help my friends,
They both needed money very badly then,
I smiled at my chance and said “So Be It”,
“If it’s gonna save your souls, We’ll Just Do It”!
We did what we had to, took those boxes,
Reached the country side and delivered one too,
On our way back we got the running news,
The Manager was arrested, the cops were tracing us.
There wasn’t an escape, we were pretty far,
We had to stay back that night, we had to hide our car,
There we found, a house of a Samaritan,
We requested him, if we could stay at his den.
He agreed to it, yet was unsure,
What if we crooks, were to steel his treasure,
Hence he gave us some place, in his barn to stay,
He thought “What would they steal, it’s jus good ol’ hay”.
All day, All night I couldn’t sleep,
Was always on alert and quitely breathed,
“Are we safe? Are you sure?” I asked,
They signalled me to just, shut my gab and lark about.
Curious, nervous and quite I was,
My eyes were shut, my fingers were crossed,
Soon dark to dusk, I felt bright twilight,
I heard my Mom yell and woke up in fright!

I had a dream today, and guess what it was,
My drunkard pals were planning a plot.
One said this Friday morn, we migt need to leave,
And reach the country side in our jeep.

I was puzzled, at the same time ready to move,
I was the one to drive, and help them too,
One said, will meet a man in white and blue,
“He will give us two boxes and thats all dude”.

“We gotta give one box to the country rouge”,
He would let us know at dawn, where to go,
I was packed and ready and threw my bag in,
They screamed “What the Hell! Nothing doing”.

“We are gonna come back, the very same night”,
“We cant afford to stay, as there is a fight”,
They said it was confidential, nobody shouldn’t know,
I was half annoyed, half scared  and curious too.

Then the story came rolling out-o-them,
‘Twas a Bank Manager who was stealing from his den,
He would give us ten lakhs, if we did what he said,
There is grave Danger, inbetween the lines I read.

I had no choice, had to help my friends,
They both needed money very badly then,
I smiled at my chance and said “So be it”,
“If it’s gonna save your souls, we’ll just do it”!

We did what we had to, took those boxes,
Reached the country side and delivered one too,
On our way back we got the running news,
The Manager was arrested, the cops were tracing us.

There wasn’t an escape, we were pretty far,
We had to stay back that night, we had to hide our car,
There we found, a house of a Samaritan,
We requested him, if we could stay at his den.

He agreed to it, yet was unsure,
What if we crooks, were to steel his treasure,
Hence he gave us some place, in his barn to stay,
He thought “What would they steal, it’s jus good ol’ hay”.

All day, All night I couldn’t sleep,
Was always on alert and quitely breathed,
“Are we safe? Are you sure?” I asked,
They signalled me to just, shut my gab and lark about.

Curious, nervous and quite I was,
My eyes were shut, my fingers were crossed,
Soon dark to dusk, I felt bright twilight,
I heard my Mom yell and woke up in fright!

Her Hair so Soft n Silky,
Flowing gorgeously long,
Her sweet naughty giggle,
Her grace n her charm.

There was class in her stare.
Her body was a dainty sculpture,
Her voice was so melodious,
Every word she spoke felt warm.

The confidence on her face,
An enchantment in itself,
Her Dimples red n blusing,
Her style, composed and calm.

She was a real amazing girl,
Or was She my imagination,
The ideal partner in crime,
With a truly awesome creation.
And she lives on…