Footsteps nightfall and shattered splinters of
Sound shrieking
Treason tracked by the State of Mind
Humans are in
Conspiracies predicted
Intelligent sound bites in Sepia Prints
Pronouncing Foul Smell
Planted evidences of Hunger
Turmoil in the Toiling
Beings that be Who
Ensure leisure
At the Good Lords
Lord of all Lords'
Grapevine
Approvers to the Gossip Mall
Tailors at the Daily Rag
Ones who Knew
Designer news at doorstep
Private investigations
Some ball point reflections
Blurred prints of the Document
Of Futures' Prosperity Brigade
Clothiers to Middle of the Class
It was an ill prepared prosecution
A Fairy Tale verdict
Bloated bellies on tired bodies
On its paunches
Waiting waiting
Waiting for the
Confessions before the
Clever Informed Clergy
To the World
Pleaders at the Municipalty
Informers to the Inquisition
Budget Projections not quite
The Subsuming of all facts
Encroachment of the Spoils over
Lifes' Penury
Playground of Insecurity
Of Thirst Pride
Hunger Police
Vacant MindSpaces
The Cemetry of Dissidents
Incoherent Wailings
Of the Mad Barefoot
Poet
Harbinger to the Teeming
Billions
Scrawlings all across
The Graffitti of the
Plundered
Where are the fingerprints
The Pugmarks
And
Where were all
When we failed
Proclained the lies
Counted the booty
Produced the Budget of Our
Morrows and
May we ask
For Your
Alibi
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Alibi
Footsteps nightfall and shattered splinters of
Sound shrieking
Treason tracked by the State of Mind
Humans are in
Conspiracies predicted
Intelligent sound bites in Sepia Prints
Pronouncing Foul Smell
Planted evidences of Hunger
Turmoil in the Toiling
Beings that be Who
Ensure leisure
At the Good Lords
Lord of all Lords'
Grapevine
Approvers to the Gossip Mall
Tailors at the Daily Rag
Ones who Knew
Designer news at doorstep
Private investigations
Some ball point reflections
Blurred prints of the Document
Of Futures' Prosperity Brigade
Clothiers to Middle of the Class
It was an ill prepared prosecution
A Fairy Tale verdict
Bloated bellies on tired bodies
On its paunches
Waiting waiting
Waiting for the
Confessions before the
Clever Informed Clergy
To the World
Pleaders at the Municipalty
Informers to the Inquisition
Budget Projections not quite
The Subsuming of all facts
Encroachment of the Spoils over
Lifes' Penury
Playground of Insecurity
Of Thirst Pride
Hunger Police
Vacant MindSpaces
The Cemetry of Dissidents
Incoherent Wailings
Of the Mad Barefoot
Poet
Harbinger to the Teeming
Billions
Scrawlings all across
The Graffitti of the
Plundered
Where are the fingerprints
The Pugmarks
And
Where were all
When we failed
Proclained the lies
Counted the booty
Produced the Budget of Our
Morrows and
May we ask
For Your
Alibi
Sound shrieking
Treason tracked by the State of Mind
Humans are in
Conspiracies predicted
Intelligent sound bites in Sepia Prints
Pronouncing Foul Smell
Planted evidences of Hunger
Turmoil in the Toiling
Beings that be Who
Ensure leisure
At the Good Lords
Lord of all Lords'
Grapevine
Approvers to the Gossip Mall
Tailors at the Daily Rag
Ones who Knew
Designer news at doorstep
Private investigations
Some ball point reflections
Blurred prints of the Document
Of Futures' Prosperity Brigade
Clothiers to Middle of the Class
It was an ill prepared prosecution
A Fairy Tale verdict
Bloated bellies on tired bodies
On its paunches
Waiting waiting
Waiting for the
Confessions before the
Clever Informed Clergy
To the World
Pleaders at the Municipalty
Informers to the Inquisition
Budget Projections not quite
The Subsuming of all facts
Encroachment of the Spoils over
Lifes' Penury
Playground of Insecurity
Of Thirst Pride
Hunger Police
Vacant MindSpaces
The Cemetry of Dissidents
Incoherent Wailings
Of the Mad Barefoot
Poet
Harbinger to the Teeming
Billions
Scrawlings all across
The Graffitti of the
Plundered
Where are the fingerprints
The Pugmarks
And
Where were all
When we failed
Proclained the lies
Counted the booty
Produced the Budget of Our
Morrows and
May we ask
For Your
Alibi
Monday, September 27, 2010
Askance
Poetry redeems itself and
But covers up the details
Of life its trials and
Tribulations giving the
Ultimate perception a
New skin while decades roll by
What is not what it is
To be and yet then you have to
Keep singing for the sake of
The lyrics its pathos overwhelming
You and in askance the gaze
Lifts up to the sky which pretends
A Mute spectator to your fables and foibles
Forgotten aspirations were there any
No not really
Any wish or lurking dream to be someone
Someplace somewhere
Doing some other thing
No entertaining such thoughts
A Cloak of Ambition torn
Asunder and the Tapestry with
Parchments while
Existence smiles a cruel smile
Reminsces of Past
The Dirty deeds
Frustrations of the Youth
Of a World gone
Awry
The Revolving Door of Deception
Diabolical Blueprints
Of This Planets Inhabitants
Askance only to know
That The Overdraft has been
Withdrawn and
No more in store
What then have we
To pass on Your
Very Own and
Not so Own but still
All Our
Childrens' Childrens' Childrens'
A Wrinkled Smile feeling
Sorry about the state of
Existence to be
Askance where
How do we pass on the
Conscience of
Our very own Greed and
The Plunderers' Blunder
How do we sew it up tight
Right on Time
For them to Breathe
Do Something Dammit
Its time for
Taking the Long Ride
Give it to them
Even if an Insane World
No more askances
There is no Redemption
Just fill up the potholes
And pave the
Road to Nowhere
They will make all the
Inns the stops
And Travel
In Highways built on
A Just Order where thereare
No sides on its edges
Its Overdrive
And there are no
More Sulking and
Guilt pangs
And No Askance at
Creation
Forget It
The Sky has gone to Sleep
But the Day breaks
Any way
Announcing the
Terrestrial Sojourn and
Its
Schedule of
Surprises
But covers up the details
Of life its trials and
Tribulations giving the
Ultimate perception a
New skin while decades roll by
What is not what it is
To be and yet then you have to
Keep singing for the sake of
The lyrics its pathos overwhelming
You and in askance the gaze
Lifts up to the sky which pretends
A Mute spectator to your fables and foibles
Forgotten aspirations were there any
No not really
Any wish or lurking dream to be someone
Someplace somewhere
Doing some other thing
No entertaining such thoughts
A Cloak of Ambition torn
Asunder and the Tapestry with
Parchments while
Existence smiles a cruel smile
Reminsces of Past
The Dirty deeds
Frustrations of the Youth
Of a World gone
Awry
The Revolving Door of Deception
Diabolical Blueprints
Of This Planets Inhabitants
Askance only to know
That The Overdraft has been
Withdrawn and
No more in store
What then have we
To pass on Your
Very Own and
Not so Own but still
All Our
Childrens' Childrens' Childrens'
A Wrinkled Smile feeling
Sorry about the state of
Existence to be
Askance where
How do we pass on the
Conscience of
Our very own Greed and
The Plunderers' Blunder
How do we sew it up tight
Right on Time
For them to Breathe
Do Something Dammit
Its time for
Taking the Long Ride
Give it to them
Even if an Insane World
No more askances
There is no Redemption
Just fill up the potholes
And pave the
Road to Nowhere
They will make all the
Inns the stops
And Travel
In Highways built on
A Just Order where thereare
No sides on its edges
Its Overdrive
And there are no
More Sulking and
Guilt pangs
And No Askance at
Creation
Forget It
The Sky has gone to Sleep
But the Day breaks
Any way
Announcing the
Terrestrial Sojourn and
Its
Schedule of
Surprises
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Waterfront
Desperate thoughts las
Like waves lashing at
The Facade
Concealed
Sheer Hypocrisy
Minds
Archaelogy
Reveal but
The Lost
Waterfront is
Not acceptable
The Poet
Historians to
Pedestrians
In Life's
Mainstreet
The notings of
Days' Accountability
Are gone
Destroyed by
Mind Clogs
Gone the
Memories
Adventures of
Childhood
Youths and
Impertinity
First Joys
Acquiring
An Identity
Forging Friendships
Washed away
Seas'
Mysteries
Broken
Catamarans
Reborn In
Sandstorm
Let us drink
To the Salt
Of The
Earth
Welcome to
Banquet of
The Dispossessed
Invitation can be
Had from
Your Rejects and
Let us not bee
Frivolous
Be on Time
But why the
Feast now
To Carbon date
The Waterfront
1950 BCE
Anyway
Is this it
The long wait
How long
No not about the
Pain
Friend
No it isnt
Times' latitudes
And wishlist
Gone unanswered
None at all
Does it matter
At all
Amidst notions of
Equal Bliss and
Lifes'
Shared Willing
Encumberances
That All this pretensions
Of doing good unto
Whos' good is it
Or is it
Just putting off
Tomorrow what
You dodged
Yesterday
But it stays
Stuck in your
Psyche like a bad
Debt
What sticks
Conscience for want
Of a better
Sluice Gate
Of Reason
All this madness
Staying Straight
Gazing the Moon
Acccentuating the
Restlessness
Of No Not the
Mind or Body
But of Chance
Big Circumstances
And Unavoidable
Eventualities
Knocking the Doorstep
Have you written
Or ordered your
Epitah
Wait
Confess
Who was that
Making your Cut Instead
Anyway
Life
The long wait
How long
No not about the
Pain
Friend
No it isnt
Times' latitudes
And wishlist
Gone unanswered
None at all
Does it matter
At all
Amidst notions of
Equal Bliss and
Lifes'
Shared Willing
Encumberances
That All this pretensions
Of doing good unto
Whos' good is it
Or is it
Just putting off
Tomorrow what
You dodged
Yesterday
But it stays
Stuck in your
Psyche like a bad
Debt
What sticks
Conscience for want
Of a better
Sluice Gate
Of Reason
All this madness
Staying Straight
Gazing the Moon
Acccentuating the
Restlessness
Of No Not the
Mind or Body
But of Chance
Big Circumstances
And Unavoidable
Eventualities
Knocking the Doorstep
Have you written
Or ordered your
Epitah
Wait
Confess
Who was that
Making your Cut Instead
Anyway
Life
Time
It is getting rough going
Existentially
Nothing in Flux
Thaough
The Times
Expectations and Self Pity
Watching the late noon prepare its
Eventual Slipping Down
Oblivion
A twig falls from the tree
Gazing at the western
Horizon
The T skies are full
Of Cirrus Floss
Whitebird perches
Seem to go nowhere
Still and Stoic
Then decides against and
Flies high higher than
Height
Vanishing in the
Clouds
The gazing stopped
There is a nagging
Thought of
Lifting Anchor in the
Shifting Sands
Leave the Cosy
Oasis
Free from Want
Desire
Let Moorings
Be
Loosened
And the
Grip
Timelessness
And
Time
Paralell
The Grand
Dichotomy
Of
Life in
Between
Someone
Puts back
The Clock
Circa
The Sangam
Era
The Chief
Has Different
Plans
No Choice
It is
Time Out
Have to
Be on
The Court
Dichotomies
Cease to
Surprise
But gets Validated
Learning to
Come to Terms
Will not be
Left off the
Hook
Read the
Didactics
Carefully and Do
Not stray
In the Desert
You dont know your
Name
Does it matter
Get on Court
Time
Out
Please
Dont throw the
Towel
Just Stride On
With It
One for the
Photo Op
The Countdown
Begins
All the
Best
Existentially
Nothing in Flux
Thaough
The Times
Expectations and Self Pity
Watching the late noon prepare its
Eventual Slipping Down
Oblivion
A twig falls from the tree
Gazing at the western
Horizon
The T skies are full
Of Cirrus Floss
Whitebird perches
Seem to go nowhere
Still and Stoic
Then decides against and
Flies high higher than
Height
Vanishing in the
Clouds
The gazing stopped
There is a nagging
Thought of
Lifting Anchor in the
Shifting Sands
Leave the Cosy
Oasis
Free from Want
Desire
Let Moorings
Be
Loosened
And the
Grip
Timelessness
And
Time
Paralell
The Grand
Dichotomy
Of
Life in
Between
Someone
Puts back
The Clock
Circa
The Sangam
Era
The Chief
Has Different
Plans
No Choice
It is
Time Out
Have to
Be on
The Court
Dichotomies
Cease to
Surprise
But gets Validated
Learning to
Come to Terms
Will not be
Left off the
Hook
Read the
Didactics
Carefully and Do
Not stray
In the Desert
You dont know your
Name
Does it matter
Get on Court
Time
Out
Please
Dont throw the
Towel
Just Stride On
With It
One for the
Photo Op
The Countdown
Begins
All the
Best
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
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Dew drops on Millet stalks shootinh uo to touch
The Sky
Look at the Smiles some in Them
Of a Satisfactory Verdict
On this Years' Proceedings
In taking a
Rainfed
Crop
Not Enough as
Says The Minstrel
Bringing not So
Glad Tidings as
Winter Shuffle
Will Reveal the
Flow of Events
As the Nip in he Air
Contains
Predictons
Of the Morrow
To be
Hung in the Scarlet Coat
Of the Wandering
Poet
With no Anchor
Daughters of Laughter
Bringing Plenty Some
The Women and Children
Crowd Around the
Tree and
Look Closely At
The Expected One
With a Birthmark
A Patch
On the Face
Rumours are
Rife About
This Lump of Flesh
And its Beatific
Grin signifying
This Boy to
Bring
An End to The
Beginning of
Mustard Sunrise
And
Rejenuvation
Unlimited
Of All Yester
Years Seeds
A Future
With Harvest
And Rain reining
Tidings of Hope in
Lightening
Pursestrings of Poor
In Rural Skyline
The Women Anoint
The Desert Child
With Turmeric
Vermillion and Wild Flowers
Singing Rustic Ballads
Songs of Deart Dreams
Dancing through the
Night with
Drumbeats beckoning
Hamlets afar
Reminding Beings
In Rural Firmament
Of Freedom from
Looking Askance at the Sky
Mercifully for
Another Calendar Leaves of
Many a Month
The Dawn of All Dawns
That Announces
Deserts' Quenching
Greener Pastures
And Renewed
Existence
Assured Endurance and
Wages of Freedom
Respite from Your
Not So
Friendly Moneylender
Of Every one
The Coming of a New
Day
Portending A
Commoners' Banquet
Where the Deity
Is The CEO of
Mendicants International
And The Mad Ras cal from Nowhere
Playing Dawn Rhapsody
On Extra Time
A Long Tiime Gone
Coming Again
Forevermore
The Day Break Halted
By Salt Water Dreams and Drums
Rejoicing Natures'
Magnanimity of
Plenty
Somewhere A Mother
With A Moist Gaze
Relieved of her Troublesome One
Reborn in Another Time
To Work with While People of
Worth and Revoking the Refrain
For
PEACE
Dew drops on Millet stalks shootinh uo to touch
The Sky
Look at the Smiles some in Them
Of a Satisfactory Verdict
On this Years' Proceedings
In taking a
Rainfed
Crop
Not Enough as
Says The Minstrel
Bringing not So
Glad Tidings as
Winter Shuffle
Will Reveal the
Flow of Events
As the Nip in he Air
Contains
Predictons
Of the Morrow
To be
Hung in the Scarlet Coat
Of the Wandering
Poet
With no Anchor
Daughters of Laughter
Bringing Plenty Some
The Women and Children
Crowd Around the
Tree and
Look Closely At
The Expected One
With a Birthmark
A Patch
On the Face
Rumours are
Rife About
This Lump of Flesh
And its Beatific
Grin signifying
This Boy to
Bring
An End to The
Beginning of
Mustard Sunrise
And
Rejenuvation
Unlimited
Of All Yester
Years Seeds
A Future
With Harvest
And Rain reining
Tidings of Hope in
Lightening
Pursestrings of Poor
In Rural Skyline
The Women Anoint
The Desert Child
With Turmeric
Vermillion and Wild Flowers
Singing Rustic Ballads
Songs of Deart Dreams
Dancing through the
Night with
Drumbeats beckoning
Hamlets afar
Reminding Beings
In Rural Firmament
Of Freedom from
Looking Askance at the Sky
Mercifully for
Another Calendar Leaves of
Many a Month
The Dawn of All Dawns
That Announces
Deserts' Quenching
Greener Pastures
And Renewed
Existence
Assured Endurance and
Wages of Freedom
Respite from Your
Not So
Friendly Moneylender
Of Every one
The Coming of a New
Day
Portending A
Commoners' Banquet
Where the Deity
Is The CEO of
Mendicants International
And The Mad Ras cal from Nowhere
Playing Dawn Rhapsody
On Extra Time
A Long Tiime Gone
Coming Again
Forevermore
The Day Break Halted
By Salt Water Dreams and Drums
Rejoicing Natures'
Magnanimity of
Plenty
Somewhere A Mother
With A Moist Gaze
Relieved of her Troublesome One
Reborn in Another Time
To Work with While People of
Worth and Revoking the Refrain
For
PEACE
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Skydrome lit with starshine and Yellow Moonshine
A Shooting Star comes a Crashing
Flapping of Wings fill the spaces around
Night Time provokes unhurriedlyy
Walking across in the grass there is Rustling
A civet emerges and vanishes
Across the Dirt Tracks of Motion
The Hillock a Testimony the Only
Witness of
Near Forty Yeears of Rectitude
Seen it All
The Procession
Arrivals and
Departures
The Blood Sweat
And Tears
Where were
We and
Now
The Footprints
Taken to
Distant
Continents
A Glimmer
Big Expectations
Reaped Diviidends
The Radiance Spread
Hearths warming
Better Times
No Speculation but
Happenstance
A Nip in the Air
Too early in
The Schedule
Warmth
Bon Homie
Greetings From
Ramallah
Languages mix
The Existential
Chimney
Chemistry of Lores
From Distant
Lands
Peoples
A Designer
Universe Unfolding
As the Night gets
Young leading the Stars
On a Parade
Starlight
Lunar Rings
Sheer Lumierre
Sounds of the
Night keep The
Awakening of Earths'
Restlessness
To move in iits
Axis
A Silent Saving
Grace in An
Otherwise
Lop Sided
Lifes'
Overview
Reminding Human
Fallibilities
Teaching the
Vulnerable To
Sharpen the
Coping Sheath
To Face
Adversity
Even
In Rainier Times
Look Out There
In the Moonlit Sky
A Chance Springs
Up to Catch up
With Lost Time
Waiting For
A Midnight Rendevous
Of Unknown Intentions
To Sing Dance Breaking
Nights' Silence Just For A
Moment For
The Good Times Sake
Skydrome lit with starshine and Yellow Moonshine
A Shooting Star comes a Crashing
Flapping of Wings fill the spaces around
Night Time provokes unhurriedlyy
Walking across in the grass there is Rustling
A civet emerges and vanishes
Across the Dirt Tracks of Motion
The Hillock a Testimony the Only
Witness of
Near Forty Yeears of Rectitude
Seen it All
The Procession
Arrivals and
Departures
The Blood Sweat
And Tears
Where were
We and
Now
The Footprints
Taken to
Distant
Continents
A Glimmer
Big Expectations
Reaped Diviidends
The Radiance Spread
Hearths warming
Better Times
No Speculation but
Happenstance
A Nip in the Air
Too early in
The Schedule
Warmth
Bon Homie
Greetings From
Ramallah
Languages mix
The Existential
Chimney
Chemistry of Lores
From Distant
Lands
Peoples
A Designer
Universe Unfolding
As the Night gets
Young leading the Stars
On a Parade
Starlight
Lunar Rings
Sheer Lumierre
Sounds of the
Night keep The
Awakening of Earths'
Restlessness
To move in iits
Axis
A Silent Saving
Grace in An
Otherwise
Lop Sided
Lifes'
Overview
Reminding Human
Fallibilities
Teaching the
Vulnerable To
Sharpen the
Coping Sheath
To Face
Adversity
Even
In Rainier Times
Look Out There
In the Moonlit Sky
A Chance Springs
Up to Catch up
With Lost Time
Waiting For
A Midnight Rendevous
Of Unknown Intentions
To Sing Dance Breaking
Nights' Silence Just For A
Moment For
The Good Times Sake
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
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Is there a Way Out of This
It is Suffocating
All things in Life dont come Udone
Didnt You know It was Coming
Give me Succour O Kind and Compassionate
Ship is Blown to Smithereens
Tha Harbour is Broken
No let Go
It is the Time of the Year
Of Tumult and
Turbulence
The Shore has Abandoned
Where is the Oar
Swimming against It will not Do
Have to Go over the Crest
Waves they Come and Keep Coming
It is Building Up
Never seem to end at the
Shores
Torn Asunder
Thrown
Have a Premonition
Of Desert Sands Beckoning
A Land of Varied Hue
Of Colour
The Cruel Sun
And Parched
Earth
You are the
Knower
Call Centre to The World
Your Vantage
Can Sift The
Ill Tidings
Turn it Around and Play
Desert
Dryland Blues
After All
From Your
Point of View
Facing the Aftermath
Of Times' Wrath
It Has To be
Then Take Me In Your
Wingspan
Let Me Transmigrate To
The Marshland Of It All
Where Dawn
Is About To Break
Or Is There Still
Time To
Slip Unto
The Darkness
Before The Morns' Munificence
Is It Possible To
See the
Possibility of It
Dawning Unto
This Soul
This Is The
Lateral
Get Into Earths'
Womb and
Sleep
Nothing Can Save You
You have Strayed
Misinformed
Lied to The Benefactor
About Letting the
Secret Out
About
Sighting
The Songbird In
The Garden Of
Time
Good Morning Not Yet
But It Is
Official Now
It is Dawn Unto
Earth
Welcome To The
Poets' Den
Have a Cuppa That
Cheers and
Watch the Spectacle
Of Another Day
Just About To
Unfold Not Yet But
Ensured Be You
There Is Hope
Before The Suns'
Shutter Is Up
Call At Its Business Hours
Ask The Clouds
Let It Clear
And Life Stares
Another Morn
Let It be
Good
Is there a Way Out of This
It is Suffocating
All things in Life dont come Udone
Didnt You know It was Coming
Give me Succour O Kind and Compassionate
Ship is Blown to Smithereens
Tha Harbour is Broken
No let Go
It is the Time of the Year
Of Tumult and
Turbulence
The Shore has Abandoned
Where is the Oar
Swimming against It will not Do
Have to Go over the Crest
Waves they Come and Keep Coming
It is Building Up
Never seem to end at the
Shores
Torn Asunder
Thrown
Have a Premonition
Of Desert Sands Beckoning
A Land of Varied Hue
Of Colour
The Cruel Sun
And Parched
Earth
You are the
Knower
Call Centre to The World
Your Vantage
Can Sift The
Ill Tidings
Turn it Around and Play
Desert
Dryland Blues
After All
From Your
Point of View
Facing the Aftermath
Of Times' Wrath
It Has To be
Then Take Me In Your
Wingspan
Let Me Transmigrate To
The Marshland Of It All
Where Dawn
Is About To Break
Or Is There Still
Time To
Slip Unto
The Darkness
Before The Morns' Munificence
Is It Possible To
See the
Possibility of It
Dawning Unto
This Soul
This Is The
Lateral
Get Into Earths'
Womb and
Sleep
Nothing Can Save You
You have Strayed
Misinformed
Lied to The Benefactor
About Letting the
Secret Out
About
Sighting
The Songbird In
The Garden Of
Time
Good Morning Not Yet
But It Is
Official Now
It is Dawn Unto
Earth
Welcome To The
Poets' Den
Have a Cuppa That
Cheers and
Watch the Spectacle
Of Another Day
Just About To
Unfold Not Yet But
Ensured Be You
There Is Hope
Before The Suns'
Shutter Is Up
Call At Its Business Hours
Ask The Clouds
Let It Clear
And Life Stares
Another Morn
Let It be
Good
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It is Alright fell some hurt some spilled a lot
Welcome to The Void
The Head Room
Server to The World
Things are in a Tizzy
Mainframe has been wobbling
Have fixd the Condenser but
A Snag in the Axis
No use
Get into the Grid
Apply Conductors to Slow Speed
Get the Autamatron on WISH Mode
Ask the Zedcripter to UnFlap
The Great Collapse
Lost Velocity
No Preferred Liquidity
Debentures going Invalid
The Financial Crunch
Face the Stink From
Banker to The Univerrse
Bankers reading Comics
Traders have taken Over
Buyers Going Underground
Gold Bullion taking a Flip
Debt Servicing Kiosks
Shops selling Anything
Push Cart Economy
Resuscated by a Miracle
Called
The Universal Number
Ration Shop to The World
Distributors Are Invited
To the
Party
Get Going
Whats Your Number
No Dimwit
Not Alvin Tofflers' Driving Licence
This is His
Gratuity
Funders to the World
Shoppers to Nations
Welcome to
The Biggest Broker
Get Your Debt Card Serviced
This Is Worldframe
In the Lenseye
Get Credit
Ask Payrise
Framers to the Mainstream
This is
The Realtor
To Longevity
Get One Now
The Longevity Bank
You can Outlast
Outbeat
Premiers
Presidents
Get Into The
Room
Play RISK
The World Map
Please
Redesign
It
This Is
Friends
The Inevitable
You
Overlooked
Now
Cant
Avoid
The Monetary
Monks
Renouncing
Your Global
Economy
Get Enlightened
To
Deal With
World UnEconomy Mela
Repeal Of
Continental
Trade
Practices
Its
Coins
And
Strikers and
Carromonarchs
Pocketing
Produce
Everything
Sold Upfront
Dont
Hurry
Take Your Time
For The Dust To
Settle
Now Every One
Is
Linked To
The Original Settlers
New Mother Nature
Discoovers Its
Roots In
The YestUniverse
Go Home
Forget The
Blues
They Have
Been Silenced By
Drycleaners to Rainbowland
Colour Indigo
From Now
On
The Watch Is
Over And
It Is
Time To
Say
We Sold You
So
It is Alright fell some hurt some spilled a lot
Welcome to The Void
The Head Room
Server to The World
Things are in a Tizzy
Mainframe has been wobbling
Have fixd the Condenser but
A Snag in the Axis
No use
Get into the Grid
Apply Conductors to Slow Speed
Get the Autamatron on WISH Mode
Ask the Zedcripter to UnFlap
The Great Collapse
Lost Velocity
No Preferred Liquidity
Debentures going Invalid
The Financial Crunch
Face the Stink From
Banker to The Univerrse
Bankers reading Comics
Traders have taken Over
Buyers Going Underground
Gold Bullion taking a Flip
Debt Servicing Kiosks
Shops selling Anything
Push Cart Economy
Resuscated by a Miracle
Called
The Universal Number
Ration Shop to The World
Distributors Are Invited
To the
Party
Get Going
Whats Your Number
No Dimwit
Not Alvin Tofflers' Driving Licence
This is His
Gratuity
Funders to the World
Shoppers to Nations
Welcome to
The Biggest Broker
Get Your Debt Card Serviced
This Is Worldframe
In the Lenseye
Get Credit
Ask Payrise
Framers to the Mainstream
This is
The Realtor
To Longevity
Get One Now
The Longevity Bank
You can Outlast
Outbeat
Premiers
Presidents
Get Into The
Room
Play RISK
The World Map
Please
Redesign
It
This Is
Friends
The Inevitable
You
Overlooked
Now
Cant
Avoid
The Monetary
Monks
Renouncing
Your Global
Economy
Get Enlightened
To
Deal With
World UnEconomy Mela
Repeal Of
Continental
Trade
Practices
Its
Coins
And
Strikers and
Carromonarchs
Pocketing
Produce
Everything
Sold Upfront
Dont
Hurry
Take Your Time
For The Dust To
Settle
Now Every One
Is
Linked To
The Original Settlers
New Mother Nature
Discoovers Its
Roots In
The YestUniverse
Go Home
Forget The
Blues
They Have
Been Silenced By
Drycleaners to Rainbowland
Colour Indigo
From Now
On
The Watch Is
Over And
It Is
Time To
Say
We Sold You
So
Monday, September 20, 2010
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Darkness before Dawn as Catch the eraliest Bird Waiting
For the First Rays to let it leave its Perch and Flutter Away
As the Village slowly wakes up to the Terms and
Conditions put by the Days' UnRavelling
A Semi Arid patch of Habitation comes to Grips with The
Vagaries of Today to be
Water Pitchers One on One travelling Astrally on Heads
Of Women towards the Only Watering Hole
For Collecting Lifes' Elixir for the Family
The Family in another Abode gets ready to Search For
Its Daily Upkeep
Joining Others in the next Village
Somewhere A Skyscraper Awaits their Arrival
To Unveil Many An Up and Coming Megapolis
Out from the Tether the Animals lead themselves
Hoofs traversing towards a Distant Grazing Spot
Mercifully provided by Yester Rains of Abundance
Wait for Your Coffee
Milk is Finding its Way
In Wagonloads and Trucks
To Start Your About To Begin Today
With the Newspaper
Ah! You can After all hear the Thud of It
Falling at Your Dwellings' Feet
Rays of Dawn Clarify Its Intention
A Not so Dull Turn of Events
Planned Just for You
In Case You Had Forgotten the
The Schedule
There are No Surprises
But Just One
The Excitement to Look Forwarrd To
The Annointment of Summer with
Wild Flowers in the Semi Arid Back Tracks
There to Make Your Day
Somewhat Less Predictable
The Village now Exposed
Comes Out Of
The Dark Room
And a Day Developed
By Mornings' Abstract
A Not So Surprised
Teeming Millios
Wait For
Its Shot
The Panacea
Of All
Panaceas
Daybreak
Darkness before Dawn as Catch the eraliest Bird Waiting
For the First Rays to let it leave its Perch and Flutter Away
As the Village slowly wakes up to the Terms and
Conditions put by the Days' UnRavelling
A Semi Arid patch of Habitation comes to Grips with The
Vagaries of Today to be
Water Pitchers One on One travelling Astrally on Heads
Of Women towards the Only Watering Hole
For Collecting Lifes' Elixir for the Family
The Family in another Abode gets ready to Search For
Its Daily Upkeep
Joining Others in the next Village
Somewhere A Skyscraper Awaits their Arrival
To Unveil Many An Up and Coming Megapolis
Out from the Tether the Animals lead themselves
Hoofs traversing towards a Distant Grazing Spot
Mercifully provided by Yester Rains of Abundance
Wait for Your Coffee
Milk is Finding its Way
In Wagonloads and Trucks
To Start Your About To Begin Today
With the Newspaper
Ah! You can After all hear the Thud of It
Falling at Your Dwellings' Feet
Rays of Dawn Clarify Its Intention
A Not so Dull Turn of Events
Planned Just for You
In Case You Had Forgotten the
The Schedule
There are No Surprises
But Just One
The Excitement to Look Forwarrd To
The Annointment of Summer with
Wild Flowers in the Semi Arid Back Tracks
There to Make Your Day
Somewhat Less Predictable
The Village now Exposed
Comes Out Of
The Dark Room
And a Day Developed
By Mornings' Abstract
A Not So Surprised
Teeming Millios
Wait For
Its Shot
The Panacea
Of All
Panaceas
Daybreak
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Nights are getting cooler but then where is the Wild Cat
Let loose on the sleeping rudely disturbing their Slumber
The Cat has been replaced by Grasshoppers that leaps
Around in the Room but the Sleeping are not Bothered
Look there is the Tiger swallowing the Crescent Moon
And Can you hear the Dogs howling at the not so Gentle
Wind
Blowing Westwards
There is a nip in the Air but It is
Only September
It is not the Month
Fool
There is Change
A Water Body filled with nectar while
The Desert Breeze in Intense
It is stronger than a Breeze
The Wind is now howling
Surrealising An April Drama of
Heat Dust Storms and Later
Cooling up Drizzle and the Smell of
Wet Mud
Earth
Not El Nino
They Call It
Climate Change
Is the Climate Changing in T
Unlike Here
Noooo Climate Change Idiot
Yes We are With You in the Change
See it is not Being wiith us
It is bad for Human and All Living Beings
And All Species
What Is
CC
You men Consular Corps
Just told you a While Ago
Means Are we Short Changed
Frankly It has got Something to do with Aerosol
Up There
Then Grow Wings and Convert
The Flying Machines Into
Rapid Mobiles Driven by
Mules
Try Zebras
Or Cousins
Horses
On Highways
Will be Dung Ho
Very Organic For The Universe
But What About the Climate
How Will That Change
Moral is To
Stop The
Change
Somehow
But How
By Seeding
Earths
Climatorium
Never Heard Such a Thing
Before
It is Barefoot Climate Changers
Deflating Airports
Into
Green Geodesic
Domes
Stop Floods
Droughts
Quakes
Quacks Did You Say
Also
Say No
To
Air Tickets
And
Yell
Crawl
For Walkie Talkies
But What About All
The Oil
Gasoline
White Petroleum
Make a Big Global
Bonfire
And CC Dance Around
It For
Fighting
You Said Change
Yes It i all the same
The Difference being
The Formerr Is
Violence
So Will Vote For
Change
For Mother Dairy Booths
Instead of P Pumps
What is That
Thatt which Pumps CC
And the Domes and Booths
Transform The Scenery
And Nurse
Nourishment
By 2020 No
CC
Only GG
And That
Brings To End
This Edition
Of
CC WATCH
Nights are getting cooler but then where is the Wild Cat
Let loose on the sleeping rudely disturbing their Slumber
The Cat has been replaced by Grasshoppers that leaps
Around in the Room but the Sleeping are not Bothered
Look there is the Tiger swallowing the Crescent Moon
And Can you hear the Dogs howling at the not so Gentle
Wind
Blowing Westwards
There is a nip in the Air but It is
Only September
It is not the Month
Fool
There is Change
A Water Body filled with nectar while
The Desert Breeze in Intense
It is stronger than a Breeze
The Wind is now howling
Surrealising An April Drama of
Heat Dust Storms and Later
Cooling up Drizzle and the Smell of
Wet Mud
Earth
Not El Nino
They Call It
Climate Change
Is the Climate Changing in T
Unlike Here
Noooo Climate Change Idiot
Yes We are With You in the Change
See it is not Being wiith us
It is bad for Human and All Living Beings
And All Species
What Is
CC
You men Consular Corps
Just told you a While Ago
Means Are we Short Changed
Frankly It has got Something to do with Aerosol
Up There
Then Grow Wings and Convert
The Flying Machines Into
Rapid Mobiles Driven by
Mules
Try Zebras
Or Cousins
Horses
On Highways
Will be Dung Ho
Very Organic For The Universe
But What About the Climate
How Will That Change
Moral is To
Stop The
Change
Somehow
But How
By Seeding
Earths
Climatorium
Never Heard Such a Thing
Before
It is Barefoot Climate Changers
Deflating Airports
Into
Green Geodesic
Domes
Stop Floods
Droughts
Quakes
Quacks Did You Say
Also
Say No
To
Air Tickets
And
Yell
Crawl
For Walkie Talkies
But What About All
The Oil
Gasoline
White Petroleum
Make a Big Global
Bonfire
And CC Dance Around
It For
Fighting
You Said Change
Yes It i all the same
The Difference being
The Formerr Is
Violence
So Will Vote For
Change
For Mother Dairy Booths
Instead of P Pumps
What is That
Thatt which Pumps CC
And the Domes and Booths
Transform The Scenery
And Nurse
Nourishment
By 2020 No
CC
Only GG
And That
Brings To End
This Edition
Of
CC WATCH
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A State of Mind
Get into the Escalator
Climb
Elevate
What about the Room
Leave it
That is the Present
Dont you want to get into
The Future
The Going to be
Yes but what about my Friends out here
In T
You do not have to Leave them
Just Forget them
Dont think of getting Out Idiot
Get Off and
Go Up
Climb the Stairs if you do not
Like the Escalator
Forget
Do not Remember Anything
A State of Nothingness
Isnt that what you want to be
Throw the handkerchief
Stop blowing your
Two Breathing Outlets
Your Dear Ones Will Be
Happy that at Last
There has been a promotion
An Elevation
Do not Look
Stop Looking at Your Self
Refrain from Piety
All you have to
Really Get to Is
Unwind
Decode
Desist from Insisting to
Remember Something
It is Not
Do you understand
Forget
It is easy or The Demons
Will Remind that
The Engine has Started
And You Will be travelling Again
Never Visualise
Just Rise and Rise
Up and Up
Forget What is Down
For Heavens sake Do Not Look
Just ForeSee
Ride towards a Gradient
Get into the Giant Wheel and
At the Summit Dont
Get Down
Just be there
Leave your Binoculars
You do not need them
Friend For
You are Televated
Celestial Beings need No
Visiting Cards
Stop Remembering
Be at the Helm
And get Used to be
Looked at from Down
To where You Exist
The Helm of All Helm
Gazed by Zillion Pair of Eyes every
Nanasecond
Welcome You are The
Chosen One
The Unexpected at the Top
Of
The
World
Where Nothing Is
Just You
Thats All
No One
Stop acting like Samson
There is No
Delilah Out
Here
No Windows
This is the
Shaft
Which does not
Lift
Transfixed
You are the Pivot
The Bulwark
Balancing On
Celestial Ice Bergs
Stay There
My Worried One
None of That here
Its All Soerted Out
Meet the
Predecessor
The Inmate
Happy That
You Are
Settling Down to
Celestial matters and
Relieved from
Longing to Die and
Yearning for Living
And Most of All your
Freedom from Being
Besotten
All the Best
With Your
Nothingness
A State of Mind
Get into the Escalator
Climb
Elevate
What about the Room
Leave it
That is the Present
Dont you want to get into
The Future
The Going to be
Yes but what about my Friends out here
In T
You do not have to Leave them
Just Forget them
Dont think of getting Out Idiot
Get Off and
Go Up
Climb the Stairs if you do not
Like the Escalator
Forget
Do not Remember Anything
A State of Nothingness
Isnt that what you want to be
Throw the handkerchief
Stop blowing your
Two Breathing Outlets
Your Dear Ones Will Be
Happy that at Last
There has been a promotion
An Elevation
Do not Look
Stop Looking at Your Self
Refrain from Piety
All you have to
Really Get to Is
Unwind
Decode
Desist from Insisting to
Remember Something
It is Not
Do you understand
Forget
It is easy or The Demons
Will Remind that
The Engine has Started
And You Will be travelling Again
Never Visualise
Just Rise and Rise
Up and Up
Forget What is Down
For Heavens sake Do Not Look
Just ForeSee
Ride towards a Gradient
Get into the Giant Wheel and
At the Summit Dont
Get Down
Just be there
Leave your Binoculars
You do not need them
Friend For
You are Televated
Celestial Beings need No
Visiting Cards
Stop Remembering
Be at the Helm
And get Used to be
Looked at from Down
To where You Exist
The Helm of All Helm
Gazed by Zillion Pair of Eyes every
Nanasecond
Welcome You are The
Chosen One
The Unexpected at the Top
Of
The
World
Where Nothing Is
Just You
Thats All
No One
Stop acting like Samson
There is No
Delilah Out
Here
No Windows
This is the
Shaft
Which does not
Lift
Transfixed
You are the Pivot
The Bulwark
Balancing On
Celestial Ice Bergs
Stay There
My Worried One
None of That here
Its All Soerted Out
Meet the
Predecessor
The Inmate
Happy That
You Are
Settling Down to
Celestial matters and
Relieved from
Longing to Die and
Yearning for Living
And Most of All your
Freedom from Being
Besotten
All the Best
With Your
Nothingness
Sunday, September 19, 2010
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The Train stopped people got in and out This was the Last
Train from Anthill to the Devils Store but who would want
To go there
Cos The Angels are not what they were they have been
Spoilt by the Treasury of the Symphony who is Conducting
A Piece on Poverty
It is a Touching Movement signifying the Tumult
The Profound Effect of Hunger on the Rib Cage
With Photo Options to Shoot the
Emaciated
When there are so much Almonds to Eat
Doesnt Jell
You know the World has just got its Second blast Not the
Work of a Terrorist This is the Second Clash The Secondd
Big Bang
The First being in the West now it is the Turn of the East
To Have the SECOND BANG and the Birth of TUNIVERSE
Where little tunes and songs ate the Allowed Guava in the
IT Park of Brinkilonea which is Two Stations Away from
DRINKILONEA
The Second Big bang was less Destructive in fact It
Produced a lot of Jasmine Wafers that Smelt like Rose So
Now we have a New World Is It
Yes this is the One Conjured by a Certain Mr Keynes
And His Income and Employment Theory II In his New
Avatar and Joanne Robinson are selling like Cold Drinks
And Schumpeters Special Oranges and Apples are Exported
By STC all around the World
Infants play with Abaccus oncee more to become
Space Pilgrims with Spaced Out Future and Ah! Yes
The Food Prices are Falling
Good isnt it
Not Quite says the Agriculture Monster
The Farmers
But we thought Hunger has to Be Removed
But not at the cost of Farmers
Be Politically
Correct
Says Who?
The Train stopped people got in and out This was the Last
Train from Anthill to the Devils Store but who would want
To go there
Cos The Angels are not what they were they have been
Spoilt by the Treasury of the Symphony who is Conducting
A Piece on Poverty
It is a Touching Movement signifying the Tumult
The Profound Effect of Hunger on the Rib Cage
With Photo Options to Shoot the
Emaciated
When there are so much Almonds to Eat
Doesnt Jell
You know the World has just got its Second blast Not the
Work of a Terrorist This is the Second Clash The Secondd
Big Bang
The First being in the West now it is the Turn of the East
To Have the SECOND BANG and the Birth of TUNIVERSE
Where little tunes and songs ate the Allowed Guava in the
IT Park of Brinkilonea which is Two Stations Away from
DRINKILONEA
The Second Big bang was less Destructive in fact It
Produced a lot of Jasmine Wafers that Smelt like Rose So
Now we have a New World Is It
Yes this is the One Conjured by a Certain Mr Keynes
And His Income and Employment Theory II In his New
Avatar and Joanne Robinson are selling like Cold Drinks
And Schumpeters Special Oranges and Apples are Exported
By STC all around the World
Infants play with Abaccus oncee more to become
Space Pilgrims with Spaced Out Future and Ah! Yes
The Food Prices are Falling
Good isnt it
Not Quite says the Agriculture Monster
The Farmers
But we thought Hunger has to Be Removed
But not at the cost of Farmers
Be Politically
Correct
Says Who?
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She was weaving a parchment while it was raining and the Cat
Spilled over the Sauce kept for him For his Soup But How
Come this is T No the Sauce was for Him the Man from No a
Pilot who flew his Chopper And Landed in T wanted to see for
Himself the Land of Zinc Strange ways and he moves
Suspiciously as well What if they found Zinc underneath
All of Us will be Refugees but Why saidd the Old Man We will
Be Millionaires
The Sun has seettled down overhead Small Mercies The Pot
Was Filled with Cold Water and the Lady of the House was
Out to Fetch Fuelwood but why isnt there a Gas Connection
No But we live in times of Penury No comforts All we have is
A Palmtop to be Wired with the Outer World
No it is outrageous dont you have something for a Rainy day
Yes we have some Chilli Paste and Half a Roti that should see
The Light of Today
But Why become the poorest of the poor when you have Zinc
All over and in your Body as well
The Tall one exclaimed we will certainly have a lot of Money
But the Foodgrains have become cheap
What Foodgrains have become cheap?
Ah! Yes Dirt Cheap and People are Forced to Eat Almonds
Because
The Foodgrains have Particles in it that makes People
Invisible
So the Whole Village has Vanished Looks Deserted
Ten Howcome both of Us are Not
Well Actually you are the Remnants of Some Other Self
While I am my Daughter and not Me Does not Make Sense
Since we are Millionaires and Money and Potatos are Selling
Like Hot Cakes And We Are
Back to Barter
Oh! I See the Zinc Company has brought down the Food
Prices to Fall
The poorest of the Poor are having a ball and The
Richest of the Rich are Forced to Migrate to the Villages
Wha Migrate to the Villages?
Ah! Yes the City has become the Kingdom and the
Kings are back in Vogue as the Gentry walk on the Edges
While Horse carriages carry Barefoot princes
But
What?
Barefoot Princes
Oh! They lost them in the
Floods
Yesterday
She was weaving a parchment while it was raining and the Cat
Spilled over the Sauce kept for him For his Soup But How
Come this is T No the Sauce was for Him the Man from No a
Pilot who flew his Chopper And Landed in T wanted to see for
Himself the Land of Zinc Strange ways and he moves
Suspiciously as well What if they found Zinc underneath
All of Us will be Refugees but Why saidd the Old Man We will
Be Millionaires
The Sun has seettled down overhead Small Mercies The Pot
Was Filled with Cold Water and the Lady of the House was
Out to Fetch Fuelwood but why isnt there a Gas Connection
No But we live in times of Penury No comforts All we have is
A Palmtop to be Wired with the Outer World
No it is outrageous dont you have something for a Rainy day
Yes we have some Chilli Paste and Half a Roti that should see
The Light of Today
But Why become the poorest of the poor when you have Zinc
All over and in your Body as well
The Tall one exclaimed we will certainly have a lot of Money
But the Foodgrains have become cheap
What Foodgrains have become cheap?
Ah! Yes Dirt Cheap and People are Forced to Eat Almonds
Because
The Foodgrains have Particles in it that makes People
Invisible
So the Whole Village has Vanished Looks Deserted
Ten Howcome both of Us are Not
Well Actually you are the Remnants of Some Other Self
While I am my Daughter and not Me Does not Make Sense
Since we are Millionaires and Money and Potatos are Selling
Like Hot Cakes And We Are
Back to Barter
Oh! I See the Zinc Company has brought down the Food
Prices to Fall
The poorest of the Poor are having a ball and The
Richest of the Rich are Forced to Migrate to the Villages
Wha Migrate to the Villages?
Ah! Yes the City has become the Kingdom and the
Kings are back in Vogue as the Gentry walk on the Edges
While Horse carriages carry Barefoot princes
But
What?
Barefoot Princes
Oh! They lost them in the
Floods
Yesterday
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Friend when the Pain all over
All of You Many Scores of Hundreds came unto my Life
Been Kind Sometimes lifting me when i Falter Some time
Staring at me to Bully I could not have asked for a better
Score of Designer Friends Signed Sealed delivered by
New Mother Nature Ah! The Earth has awakened
The Birds are Singing Flitting around
The Sun has not quite yet Reared his Head
But Then Let Us All Rejoice Sing Round the Shadows of
One another Where the Sea gulls come close to the Sea
Waters and Fly in Unision Where the Wild Pumpkins in
The Forest is Grown in Groves And
Grandmothers' tales are Retold by Mothers to their Young
Ones
Can you Please tell the Sun to Show up Cos the Sunflower
Is getting nervous andforgetting to Bloom But
Sunflowers in a Desert but Then
Any thing can Happen in Tnia
Where Women can make FM Transmitters
But Why Digress
No Time has Changed
But the Sun has become Unconcerned
And Is Still in the Hiding while
The Poet and The Potter made Friends and
Promised to Make Lamps on
Mud Horses that Can Fly
And Illuminate The
The Night
Sky
Eyes
Friend when the Pain all over
All of You Many Scores of Hundreds came unto my Life
Been Kind Sometimes lifting me when i Falter Some time
Staring at me to Bully I could not have asked for a better
Score of Designer Friends Signed Sealed delivered by
New Mother Nature Ah! The Earth has awakened
The Birds are Singing Flitting around
The Sun has not quite yet Reared his Head
But Then Let Us All Rejoice Sing Round the Shadows of
One another Where the Sea gulls come close to the Sea
Waters and Fly in Unision Where the Wild Pumpkins in
The Forest is Grown in Groves And
Grandmothers' tales are Retold by Mothers to their Young
Ones
Can you Please tell the Sun to Show up Cos the Sunflower
Is getting nervous andforgetting to Bloom But
Sunflowers in a Desert but Then
Any thing can Happen in Tnia
Where Women can make FM Transmitters
But Why Digress
No Time has Changed
But the Sun has become Unconcerned
And Is Still in the Hiding while
The Poet and The Potter made Friends and
Promised to Make Lamps on
Mud Horses that Can Fly
And Illuminate The
The Night
Sky
Eyes
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WordsCascading Snapshots of Life in Motion or else how
Could you Define Existence of a Person on Parole Who
Watches the Sun every day but cannot catch a ray to Paint
A Golden Falcon nothing else then all the women in their
Violet Orange Purple go Building Roads Bunds Where the
Merciless Sun does not do a Favour the shade so rare that
The Tree i Shared by the Cattle Men and Yonder is a
Vulture on a Dead Animal does not wait for the Desert but
Flies Away near a Rock which has Some Thick Foliage and
Me Sitting on the Nirvana pier
Counting days weeks months but it is alright as long as
I Play it downand Dontdo things a little Wonky which Am
Prone to do
The Soul is Rasping for Release the Spirit says Stay
Watch the Young Ones take Over as Learn that My
Filial Moorings are Styrong in T that i Want to Live for the
Very Act of Living as I am used but no better than a
Programmed the V
The Boneof Contention
The Ventilator Or better known as Bi-Pep
Is On and My Thoughts are Breathing down the neck
It is Late Sun Down the Dogs are Howling the Children
Are Fast asleep the Women eith their days' Resume
And the Men regurging the Morning Newspaper
I sit here putting words to make Nonsense sense trying to
Make Real Unreal and Other Wise but the Glass Onion has
Broken and There is a Silver Lining soon
The T shall have the benefit of Giver Ordainer and
Director Or
Could be the Other Way around and On a Tangent then
They Go Swimming deep in the Sea for Picking the Mother
Of Pearls if they are Lucky
Semi Precious stones Seashells fish and Crabs
The Fisherfolk chuckle whether it is a Beach or a Desert
With a Mirage they scratch themselves to see for their own
Eyes Amused They Are That Being from the Mighty
Occean has
Cross Pollinated into the
Ferocious Wind Swept
Desert Sands
WordsCascading Snapshots of Life in Motion or else how
Could you Define Existence of a Person on Parole Who
Watches the Sun every day but cannot catch a ray to Paint
A Golden Falcon nothing else then all the women in their
Violet Orange Purple go Building Roads Bunds Where the
Merciless Sun does not do a Favour the shade so rare that
The Tree i Shared by the Cattle Men and Yonder is a
Vulture on a Dead Animal does not wait for the Desert but
Flies Away near a Rock which has Some Thick Foliage and
Me Sitting on the Nirvana pier
Counting days weeks months but it is alright as long as
I Play it downand Dontdo things a little Wonky which Am
Prone to do
The Soul is Rasping for Release the Spirit says Stay
Watch the Young Ones take Over as Learn that My
Filial Moorings are Styrong in T that i Want to Live for the
Very Act of Living as I am used but no better than a
Programmed the V
The Boneof Contention
The Ventilator Or better known as Bi-Pep
Is On and My Thoughts are Breathing down the neck
It is Late Sun Down the Dogs are Howling the Children
Are Fast asleep the Women eith their days' Resume
And the Men regurging the Morning Newspaper
I sit here putting words to make Nonsense sense trying to
Make Real Unreal and Other Wise but the Glass Onion has
Broken and There is a Silver Lining soon
The T shall have the benefit of Giver Ordainer and
Director Or
Could be the Other Way around and On a Tangent then
They Go Swimming deep in the Sea for Picking the Mother
Of Pearls if they are Lucky
Semi Precious stones Seashells fish and Crabs
The Fisherfolk chuckle whether it is a Beach or a Desert
With a Mirage they scratch themselves to see for their own
Eyes Amused They Are That Being from the Mighty
Occean has
Cross Pollinated into the
Ferocious Wind Swept
Desert Sands
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See it is easy you sit in front of the Keyboard but the letters
Stutter as the Scorchin Sun peels Your Skin you go to Your
Powder Room and the Umbrella is swept by the Storm
And there is Wind Hail Dust Smells Rain but Not Quite
Another failed Day No Rains and the July Skies look
Threatening but Just Mother Earth is Parched while Hot
Tea is Served
There is a Death in the Village
Shaven heads beedies breast beating like a Festival in
Reverse
Tha Animals are amused will they get their due bramble
Bush
And then the Lightning came The Old man put his Cot
Inside
And Three drops of Rain fell and that was that
The Death in the Village became the next Attraction
As the Rains have failed but Wait there is the Distant
There was this Massive Rainbow as if to Say
It is all Over for the Eyes to Behold
Saying Good Bye to Rains is Like saying to a Friend
Who balked at your Banter and Selfishness but
Amongst all of Us Selfishness cn be Tolerated but not
The Dirt of the Mud that tell Lies
And Half Truths
See it is easy you sit in front of the Keyboard but the letters
Stutter as the Scorchin Sun peels Your Skin you go to Your
Powder Room and the Umbrella is swept by the Storm
And there is Wind Hail Dust Smells Rain but Not Quite
Another failed Day No Rains and the July Skies look
Threatening but Just Mother Earth is Parched while Hot
Tea is Served
There is a Death in the Village
Shaven heads beedies breast beating like a Festival in
Reverse
Tha Animals are amused will they get their due bramble
Bush
And then the Lightning came The Old man put his Cot
Inside
And Three drops of Rain fell and that was that
The Death in the Village became the next Attraction
As the Rains have failed but Wait there is the Distant
There was this Massive Rainbow as if to Say
It is all Over for the Eyes to Behold
Saying Good Bye to Rains is Like saying to a Friend
Who balked at your Banter and Selfishness but
Amongst all of Us Selfishness cn be Tolerated but not
The Dirt of the Mud that tell Lies
And Half Truths
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So You are in this for the Social Work where did you come
From Tiruppur And there is this sandstorm every thing is
Hastened Things are as usual only the Storm gets hecked up
There is this old older oldest Lady in the Village smoking
Rings from her beedi barks an order and there is this Huge
Bull and a Young un all of Seven Years leads this behemoth
Through the Storm to Graze Ah! No Kerosene so let there be
No Light but we can talk after all Talk
The Old Lady would rather well her Daughter is looking after
The Hearth there is this Bleating A Sheep Kid is Born
One more for the Market but the Kid has Already Started
Walking the Old Lady is not amused
My writing
So calls the Chief to Send
Me Packing to the Town as they do not need a Mad Poet Spoil
The Taste of Wet Mud as the Rain were the First Rains
After the Storm it always does the Earth is Thankful
For the Small mercies
Of the
Clouds
So You are in this for the Social Work where did you come
From Tiruppur And there is this sandstorm every thing is
Hastened Things are as usual only the Storm gets hecked up
There is this old older oldest Lady in the Village smoking
Rings from her beedi barks an order and there is this Huge
Bull and a Young un all of Seven Years leads this behemoth
Through the Storm to Graze Ah! No Kerosene so let there be
No Light but we can talk after all Talk
The Old Lady would rather well her Daughter is looking after
The Hearth there is this Bleating A Sheep Kid is Born
One more for the Market but the Kid has Already Started
Walking the Old Lady is not amused
My writing
So calls the Chief to Send
Me Packing to the Town as they do not need a Mad Poet Spoil
The Taste of Wet Mud as the Rain were the First Rains
After the Storm it always does the Earth is Thankful
For the Small mercies
Of the
Clouds
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Soaring high the Swift was in full flight in the morning having
Been Parallel to the Golden Rays of the Sun or Was it a Star
There was this baloon floating in mid air popularising God and
Beedies a kind of leaf rolled into a Cancer Shoot
Daughters of the Sun were parading in the Beach the
Fisherfolk amused at their lock but their Men had a Good
Catch
The Catamarans were back it was Time to Yoddle and Dance
The Gentle Fisher Song of the Mermaid
Seahorses making a leap with the Dolphin in an Optical
Illusion
Or was it Real
The Occeans are too Mighty to have Secrets
Could be that the Cyclone brought the Seas bad Repute
The Green Sheet of Waves rising higher and higher and
Higher whilefisherfolks lit their Cigar
It was time to Go in the middle once again
Was Raining like It never before and This here Gentleman
Perched on a log of Fine Wood Lighting his Cigar that went off
Incessantly
But He was not One to Give up at this hre Waters
Where Two Seas and an Occean met
With this Confluence came the Fisherwomen
Lullaby
A Young One
Groomed to Go Into
The Rough Tumbling Waves
And into the
Mother of all
Seas
Soaring high the Swift was in full flight in the morning having
Been Parallel to the Golden Rays of the Sun or Was it a Star
There was this baloon floating in mid air popularising God and
Beedies a kind of leaf rolled into a Cancer Shoot
Daughters of the Sun were parading in the Beach the
Fisherfolk amused at their lock but their Men had a Good
Catch
The Catamarans were back it was Time to Yoddle and Dance
The Gentle Fisher Song of the Mermaid
Seahorses making a leap with the Dolphin in an Optical
Illusion
Or was it Real
The Occeans are too Mighty to have Secrets
Could be that the Cyclone brought the Seas bad Repute
The Green Sheet of Waves rising higher and higher and
Higher whilefisherfolks lit their Cigar
It was time to Go in the middle once again
Was Raining like It never before and This here Gentleman
Perched on a log of Fine Wood Lighting his Cigar that went off
Incessantly
But He was not One to Give up at this hre Waters
Where Two Seas and an Occean met
With this Confluence came the Fisherwomen
Lullaby
A Young One
Groomed to Go Into
The Rough Tumbling Waves
And into the
Mother of all
Seas
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As the Morning Sun is surfacing in the Horizon as the Birds
Watch Fly Look Perfect underpinnings of a Day to Look
Forward to a Worm
No one is Bothered about but as it becomes Bigger and Red as
Ever
The Bearded gentleman and their Camels play hide and seek
With Colour
As Women Skirts Violet Black Green a Riot of Colours
Walk the talk for Daily Sustenance
A Road is built out of Mud and Pebbles
A Tank A Bund The Colour in the Harshness It is Time
To Take Stock of Things as it is the Judgement Day
When the Pay is Distributed
Between the Giver and the Taker
No Allowance
For the Poet
As the Morning Sun is surfacing in the Horizon as the Birds
Watch Fly Look Perfect underpinnings of a Day to Look
Forward to a Worm
No one is Bothered about but as it becomes Bigger and Red as
Ever
The Bearded gentleman and their Camels play hide and seek
With Colour
As Women Skirts Violet Black Green a Riot of Colours
Walk the talk for Daily Sustenance
A Road is built out of Mud and Pebbles
A Tank A Bund The Colour in the Harshness It is Time
To Take Stock of Things as it is the Judgement Day
When the Pay is Distributed
Between the Giver and the Taker
No Allowance
For the Poet
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The Sea gets distant as we soar past the Milky Way
Where the Earth with its Hoome Lights seem like
Fireflies Actively Illuminated by the Nights Posters So
Bright You could see Dwarfs and Elfs so Distinctly
As Gravity loses and there is Nothing Around Except
Nothingness Vaccum flasked in Ether
Where are the Young Men and their Strength Machismo
Let Them look Down on this Shiny Globe going on a Spin of
Its Own
Jupiter called us for T but had no Time to meet Saturn
Not a Bad Sign as the Believers would worry
As neptune kisses the Feet of Humans and Mutters
Something to the tune of being Honoured by Human Feet
On the Planet
Suddenly there comes in Front of Us the Andromeda strain
Pluto got into the Act with Pluto Senior in their Planet
While there were Lights going out on Earth sitting Perched
On this Catwalk in Mercury could see the Moon but where
Was the Sun if there is no Light up there
Our Torches could throw some light
A Snake Hissed Oh! Life in Mercury but we were
Supposed to Get to Mars
Misjudgement and Caught the next Auto back to saturn
And Waited for the Next
Shuttle to
Tnia
The Sea gets distant as we soar past the Milky Way
Where the Earth with its Hoome Lights seem like
Fireflies Actively Illuminated by the Nights Posters So
Bright You could see Dwarfs and Elfs so Distinctly
As Gravity loses and there is Nothing Around Except
Nothingness Vaccum flasked in Ether
Where are the Young Men and their Strength Machismo
Let Them look Down on this Shiny Globe going on a Spin of
Its Own
Jupiter called us for T but had no Time to meet Saturn
Not a Bad Sign as the Believers would worry
As neptune kisses the Feet of Humans and Mutters
Something to the tune of being Honoured by Human Feet
On the Planet
Suddenly there comes in Front of Us the Andromeda strain
Pluto got into the Act with Pluto Senior in their Planet
While there were Lights going out on Earth sitting Perched
On this Catwalk in Mercury could see the Moon but where
Was the Sun if there is no Light up there
Our Torches could throw some light
A Snake Hissed Oh! Life in Mercury but we were
Supposed to Get to Mars
Misjudgement and Caught the next Auto back to saturn
And Waited for the Next
Shuttle to
Tnia
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The Electric Landlady in a Maze walking Stumbling wants
To Greet the New One and Send back the Old One
The Ruler was Amused not Knowing the Lady was in Black
Itching to get her Diamonds back while the Seafarers
Brought Bad news The Spices were too Little The Price
Too High for the Pearls in Return But a deal was Struck
They could haveSome White Pepper Never heard of It
But They Got What the Last of thge Spicy Rule of
Ravi Varmas' Soldiers were Painting
The Painters Cooking The Broth Ringing in a New Era for
Multiple Bargain at the Business table The Traders balked
At the scenario felt Dejected Could Not make a Kill There
Was A Veritable tampede in the Market Vegetables for
Pennies and Pepper For Diamonds This had to Go on as
There was a Privy to the Kings' Jurors who gave their
Verdict
The Trade was tailing an Upswing for the Indigo Slaves
While the Queen was not Pleased at the Scheme of Things
While the ministewr were Preparing the Answers to the
Inquisition that seemed to be Endless
Where did the Treasure Keys Go Where did the Peers Go
And The Minstrel who was supposed to Attend Court to
Pay obeisance Clearly There was Something Amiss
No
Realised the Swindler who had convinced the King to Let the
Clergy win the Hearts of the Church by Revealing Gods'
Will and Testament There was to be No Dealings with the
Inland Slaves and There had to be an Negotiation with the
Young Ones lest they get Nervous to Play
While the Grown Ups can Listen to the Minstrel Sing a Sad
Song of The Harsh
Days to Come
The Electric Landlady in a Maze walking Stumbling wants
To Greet the New One and Send back the Old One
The Ruler was Amused not Knowing the Lady was in Black
Itching to get her Diamonds back while the Seafarers
Brought Bad news The Spices were too Little The Price
Too High for the Pearls in Return But a deal was Struck
They could haveSome White Pepper Never heard of It
But They Got What the Last of thge Spicy Rule of
Ravi Varmas' Soldiers were Painting
The Painters Cooking The Broth Ringing in a New Era for
Multiple Bargain at the Business table The Traders balked
At the scenario felt Dejected Could Not make a Kill There
Was A Veritable tampede in the Market Vegetables for
Pennies and Pepper For Diamonds This had to Go on as
There was a Privy to the Kings' Jurors who gave their
Verdict
The Trade was tailing an Upswing for the Indigo Slaves
While the Queen was not Pleased at the Scheme of Things
While the ministewr were Preparing the Answers to the
Inquisition that seemed to be Endless
Where did the Treasure Keys Go Where did the Peers Go
And The Minstrel who was supposed to Attend Court to
Pay obeisance Clearly There was Something Amiss
No
Realised the Swindler who had convinced the King to Let the
Clergy win the Hearts of the Church by Revealing Gods'
Will and Testament There was to be No Dealings with the
Inland Slaves and There had to be an Negotiation with the
Young Ones lest they get Nervous to Play
While the Grown Ups can Listen to the Minstrel Sing a Sad
Song of The Harsh
Days to Come
Saturday, September 18, 2010
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Yesterday wa for the Fools who thought they had made It
The Road is Long there are Distractions and the Albatross
Is Waiting to Perch on Your Shoulder Did the Wind Cry
Mary
While My Guitar Burns Happens to the worst of us
The Point is Are You Right There
No
Missed the Plot and Mist gets Thicker
Shrouded with the Vicissititudes of Life and the Riddle
Of Existence where do you think we are headed Ah! Yes the
Plans have been made We are Sure But Where Of Course It
Is to The Valahalla of Nowhere Daughter of Darkness shouts
In despair You Fools Catching the Rays of the Sun Will Take
You back to the World You Never Knew but You Should
Come and Hug Me but All of Us are Having Guilt Pangs
The Sun is Waking Up and the Birds from their Slumber
From their Perches Nervous Looking forward to the Sky
They know to be Vast and Kind
Another Morn and the Women
Crowd around the New Born under a bad sign Tying a Amulet
Dance the Rhythm of
Good luck
Yesterday wa for the Fools who thought they had made It
The Road is Long there are Distractions and the Albatross
Is Waiting to Perch on Your Shoulder Did the Wind Cry
Mary
While My Guitar Burns Happens to the worst of us
The Point is Are You Right There
No
Missed the Plot and Mist gets Thicker
Shrouded with the Vicissititudes of Life and the Riddle
Of Existence where do you think we are headed Ah! Yes the
Plans have been made We are Sure But Where Of Course It
Is to The Valahalla of Nowhere Daughter of Darkness shouts
In despair You Fools Catching the Rays of the Sun Will Take
You back to the World You Never Knew but You Should
Come and Hug Me but All of Us are Having Guilt Pangs
The Sun is Waking Up and the Birds from their Slumber
From their Perches Nervous Looking forward to the Sky
They know to be Vast and Kind
Another Morn and the Women
Crowd around the New Born under a bad sign Tying a Amulet
Dance the Rhythm of
Good luck
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The Madman was Dancing the Goats amused the World was
Beginning to look Blue In the Sky the Vultures could Find
Game but the Ground was Scorching a Winterr Gives Way
To Summer the Youngestt in the Fammily was out to
To Rejoice while the Girls were Talking to their Heads
The Goats were going too Far than Usual the Shepherd
Playing the Flute could not Lure the Sheep as it Spread
Across the Mainland A Tremor in the Sky at this Time
Of the Year The Old Woman was Aghast Have never
Seen One In all the Wrinkled Years Five Score Ten
It was
Surreal
Was It really
Rain
The Madman was Dancing the Goats amused the World was
Beginning to look Blue In the Sky the Vultures could Find
Game but the Ground was Scorching a Winterr Gives Way
To Summer the Youngestt in the Fammily was out to
To Rejoice while the Girls were Talking to their Heads
The Goats were going too Far than Usual the Shepherd
Playing the Flute could not Lure the Sheep as it Spread
Across the Mainland A Tremor in the Sky at this Time
Of the Year The Old Woman was Aghast Have never
Seen One In all the Wrinkled Years Five Score Ten
It was
Surreal
Was It really
Rain
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The Suns' rays are Soothing Birds are getting their
Act Together
Got to Find a Roost
There is Palpable Movement with Mother Earth
In the Descent the Sun never falters It is Smooth
The Golden Rays turn to Purple
The Hillocks are Shrinking the Trees Tall Now Now
The Birds are Getting Restless It Could Be Any Time
Now
The day is Slowly conned into thinking of having a Drink
Oh! But A teetotaller the whole Event is Sombre
The Sun Set not Yet but Soon the Rays are Still White
But the Brown is quite Perceptible
The Brown Room
Yellow Curtains
Bells Chiming
And My Room
Soars
The Suns' rays are Soothing Birds are getting their
Act Together
Got to Find a Roost
There is Palpable Movement with Mother Earth
In the Descent the Sun never falters It is Smooth
The Golden Rays turn to Purple
The Hillocks are Shrinking the Trees Tall Now Now
The Birds are Getting Restless It Could Be Any Time
Now
The day is Slowly conned into thinking of having a Drink
Oh! But A teetotaller the whole Event is Sombre
The Sun Set not Yet but Soon the Rays are Still White
But the Brown is quite Perceptible
The Brown Room
Yellow Curtains
Bells Chiming
And My Room
Soars
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Proud is the Paternal flames but the Maternal instinct said
Poor Young One has Gone astray Never could be cast in the
Mould
The Paternal Dreams went awry the Maternal rigour and
Pride Dissuading leaving the Young One to Long At the Feet
Of All that Sustains Life
No the Son cannot but be Impertinent
So let him Rave Rant The Minstrel turns
As folks around Say into a Mendicant who is at the
Employy of Antherr Godhead
A Water Prospector
A Solar Flare
One who has caught the Sun in J It
The Mendicant has the last Chuckle
Got many Maternal Vibration filled up till the Brim with
Filial Zenith And Have Natures' Daughters to Sing
Dance and say but We Told You so
And So Now is Nopw never to wince and drum your Beat
There is But One Line of Decisiive Tendencies
Get the Primordial Chord
The Umblical Cut
At last Vasu has been Conceived
Only to be Deceased
Lived up until Sixty not quite
Premonitions Scream Not Quite Sixty
Will not Near It
Chitragupta peeredat thisDishevelled One
So have You Got Your self Innoculated
Silence Prevailed
You have been a Proflugate
So Go Back and Forth with No Way to Rest
You Cannot Live any More
But You can
Fry
Try
But Only
Once
Proud is the Paternal flames but the Maternal instinct said
Poor Young One has Gone astray Never could be cast in the
Mould
The Paternal Dreams went awry the Maternal rigour and
Pride Dissuading leaving the Young One to Long At the Feet
Of All that Sustains Life
No the Son cannot but be Impertinent
So let him Rave Rant The Minstrel turns
As folks around Say into a Mendicant who is at the
Employy of Antherr Godhead
A Water Prospector
A Solar Flare
One who has caught the Sun in J It
The Mendicant has the last Chuckle
Got many Maternal Vibration filled up till the Brim with
Filial Zenith And Have Natures' Daughters to Sing
Dance and say but We Told You so
And So Now is Nopw never to wince and drum your Beat
There is But One Line of Decisiive Tendencies
Get the Primordial Chord
The Umblical Cut
At last Vasu has been Conceived
Only to be Deceased
Lived up until Sixty not quite
Premonitions Scream Not Quite Sixty
Will not Near It
Chitragupta peeredat thisDishevelled One
So have You Got Your self Innoculated
Silence Prevailed
You have been a Proflugate
So Go Back and Forth with No Way to Rest
You Cannot Live any More
But You can
Fry
Try
But Only
Once
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The Pearly Gates open the Doorman gently checks the
Belongings
It is just a broken Needle
That is all that this Soul could Muster but the needle
Threaded a Raiment and there Standing Christ
A man was looking at the Raiment where the Torn Edges
Could Smell the Blood of Desert
Saladin ordered from Palate and Vichitrachitta in the
Sangam era going Forward Chronicling the Death of Deatth
As a star is Born out of It
The Fire of Fore The Pyre of Pyres had After all reached
Its Final Resting Place over Tiloniaite Skies
On a Moonless Night Starlight keeping the Solar Flares
Coming from New Campus right through the Hillock
There Looking Breathless Soaring and Now
Shining like Rubies and
Emerald
The Pearly Gates open the Doorman gently checks the
Belongings
It is just a broken Needle
That is all that this Soul could Muster but the needle
Threaded a Raiment and there Standing Christ
A man was looking at the Raiment where the Torn Edges
Could Smell the Blood of Desert
Saladin ordered from Palate and Vichitrachitta in the
Sangam era going Forward Chronicling the Death of Deatth
As a star is Born out of It
The Fire of Fore The Pyre of Pyres had After all reached
Its Final Resting Place over Tiloniaite Skies
On a Moonless Night Starlight keeping the Solar Flares
Coming from New Campus right through the Hillock
There Looking Breathless Soaring and Now
Shining like Rubies and
Emerald
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And the Sun is Starting its Eventual Descent there is
Palpable Tremor in the Earths' Fabric of the Need to Crush
The Leaves as it turns Brown There goes the Bluebird
With The Broken Vocal Chords healed by the Afternoon
Breeze Yet but can quite let It sing the Bluebiird does not
Want to Gaze at the West side Horizon
As It has Travelled there before and Burnt its Feathers
Phoenix did some one say
Ashes and Stardust are but Burnt Remnants of Another
Age
The Now has rocks that roll down the Passage of Eons
All this goes out of Gear as there is a Volcano pleading with
The Tsunami to save burn slow down Yet not expecting
Charity From the Mighty Occeans' Clamour with its shore
Can the Shore ever Devour the Crest
Absolute is the Result of Net Grossness of Humans
Think for Once we have No Choice but to Rejoice
The Dance of Death running Another life into Earth as
Another just Breathes its Last
Like Mine is Waiting to be Devastated by the Avarice
Of Looking at the Booty Of All Things
Sweet that likes me and I
It
And the Sun is Starting its Eventual Descent there is
Palpable Tremor in the Earths' Fabric of the Need to Crush
The Leaves as it turns Brown There goes the Bluebird
With The Broken Vocal Chords healed by the Afternoon
Breeze Yet but can quite let It sing the Bluebiird does not
Want to Gaze at the West side Horizon
As It has Travelled there before and Burnt its Feathers
Phoenix did some one say
Ashes and Stardust are but Burnt Remnants of Another
Age
The Now has rocks that roll down the Passage of Eons
All this goes out of Gear as there is a Volcano pleading with
The Tsunami to save burn slow down Yet not expecting
Charity From the Mighty Occeans' Clamour with its shore
Can the Shore ever Devour the Crest
Absolute is the Result of Net Grossness of Humans
Think for Once we have No Choice but to Rejoice
The Dance of Death running Another life into Earth as
Another just Breathes its Last
Like Mine is Waiting to be Devastated by the Avarice
Of Looking at the Booty Of All Things
Sweet that likes me and I
It
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Take this Mantle it is yours to dismantle Make a Collage
Or Try and Save It from the Quake
Spontaneity can elevate from Birth to Bliss to Death
Will after All not be a Bore
But Just a Passage from the Mundane to having Created
Having given Birth to Parents Ha Science has Hoodwinked
Us if Progeny are Blood infused
What is the DNA
It could be Reversed through Interactive Traits
Progenies with the very Exposure with Progenitors pass on
Their Traits
Jung and Freud would have us believe of Ib and Id
But Hey Friendly Soul where does the Soul come into being
No one as yet Founded Consciousness they have only
Confounded Unconsciousness
Sleep betrays the Faithful Pride the Ambitious
Compassion rules the Heart
Take this Mantle it is yours to dismantle Make a Collage
Or Try and Save It from the Quake
Spontaneity can elevate from Birth to Bliss to Death
Will after All not be a Bore
But Just a Passage from the Mundane to having Created
Having given Birth to Parents Ha Science has Hoodwinked
Us if Progeny are Blood infused
What is the DNA
It could be Reversed through Interactive Traits
Progenies with the very Exposure with Progenitors pass on
Their Traits
Jung and Freud would have us believe of Ib and Id
But Hey Friendly Soul where does the Soul come into being
No one as yet Founded Consciousness they have only
Confounded Unconsciousness
Sleep betrays the Faithful Pride the Ambitious
Compassion rules the Heart
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A Day Started abruptly terminated by Questions quizzing
The Existential Angst within us but Nevertheless Having
Seen the Bluebird with its Broken Wings leaping to Refly
Again
Refly What is That
A Bluebird that Cannot Sing but has Learnt to Fly the Flight
Of That is Unknown
Where there are no Wings but Feathers woven as a Comet
And Turning into a Shooting Star
Coming Crashing into the Earth while Another takes off to
A perilious Journey to the Netherwhere
The Magic of New Meeting then
On the Threshold of a Dream gone Awry
But all the same Prewcious Some One said a Thought
Told is a Lie
So much more to be Seen but Tis Time to Die
Before and After Life there is a Spectacle called
Netherworld
Hitherto Inner Recesses of Our Angst
Lie in the Debris
The Scimitar
Life teaches your Follies
Death your Friends
Tread Softly says Earth
Talk Loudly says Who
Mirror Did you Say
The Other Day
There is No Such Place
As Far Away and No Thought that Is
Bore
There is So much for the Spring that has in SStore
For Human Beings are so Fleetingly Natural
Will New Mother Nature call the Earth their Homestead
Some where a King weeps for his Kingdom Gone
Another Uprising the Gentry crowd around the Bugle
The Drums of Destiny and the Naysayers are having a
Field Day
Some Where A Queen is Rejoicing her Conquest with
Mortality
And the WWise Men are Looking for Excuses to be made
To Fool the Rustic and Rule
The Unfortunate
A Day Started abruptly terminated by Questions quizzing
The Existential Angst within us but Nevertheless Having
Seen the Bluebird with its Broken Wings leaping to Refly
Again
Refly What is That
A Bluebird that Cannot Sing but has Learnt to Fly the Flight
Of That is Unknown
Where there are no Wings but Feathers woven as a Comet
And Turning into a Shooting Star
Coming Crashing into the Earth while Another takes off to
A perilious Journey to the Netherwhere
The Magic of New Meeting then
On the Threshold of a Dream gone Awry
But all the same Prewcious Some One said a Thought
Told is a Lie
So much more to be Seen but Tis Time to Die
Before and After Life there is a Spectacle called
Netherworld
Hitherto Inner Recesses of Our Angst
Lie in the Debris
The Scimitar
Life teaches your Follies
Death your Friends
Tread Softly says Earth
Talk Loudly says Who
Mirror Did you Say
The Other Day
There is No Such Place
As Far Away and No Thought that Is
Bore
There is So much for the Spring that has in SStore
For Human Beings are so Fleetingly Natural
Will New Mother Nature call the Earth their Homestead
Some where a King weeps for his Kingdom Gone
Another Uprising the Gentry crowd around the Bugle
The Drums of Destiny and the Naysayers are having a
Field Day
Some Where A Queen is Rejoicing her Conquest with
Mortality
And the WWise Men are Looking for Excuses to be made
To Fool the Rustic and Rule
The Unfortunate
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Wind blown leaves brown is the Colour Could It be
The Benefactor Who is He Old Women dancing
Around a Circle A Blizzard is going to hit they say
But What about the Young Ones They are Strong Their Will
Is Mighty Nerves of Steel Their Decisiveness hangs like the
Icicles in A Antartican Evening with Sea Gulls and Penguins
What are they doing in a Desert
The Young Ones have Imageries where the Desert sees the
Sea is driven forth so the Camels can get Ensconsed in the
Boats but How then is an Oasis A Refuge A Cave A Home
Away from A Home No It is the Home for Us Homeless
Hopeless
A Point of Hope where the Young minds mingle with
Wrinkled Creatures with no Halos on Them
But Seriuously what is all this does not make Sense
Most difficult things dont but it is Easy to Understand a
Person who is where you were Eons Ago So fullof Verve
Yes Verve
How a Opposite could be so Possible as an Option
In your PC
That is What Old Age loses and a Jangled nerve
And at the Finale you Realise that
You got the Same Pair of Spectacles
Now Some One Else is wearing
To See a Very Different Mirage
Seeing the Mirage meet and Materialise into a Hot Humid
Clump of Mud under Your Feet
Welcome to the Land of the Ordinary
Small Fragments but Enveloping the
PLANET
Wind blown leaves brown is the Colour Could It be
The Benefactor Who is He Old Women dancing
Around a Circle A Blizzard is going to hit they say
But What about the Young Ones They are Strong Their Will
Is Mighty Nerves of Steel Their Decisiveness hangs like the
Icicles in A Antartican Evening with Sea Gulls and Penguins
What are they doing in a Desert
The Young Ones have Imageries where the Desert sees the
Sea is driven forth so the Camels can get Ensconsed in the
Boats but How then is an Oasis A Refuge A Cave A Home
Away from A Home No It is the Home for Us Homeless
Hopeless
A Point of Hope where the Young minds mingle with
Wrinkled Creatures with no Halos on Them
But Seriuously what is all this does not make Sense
Most difficult things dont but it is Easy to Understand a
Person who is where you were Eons Ago So fullof Verve
Yes Verve
How a Opposite could be so Possible as an Option
In your PC
That is What Old Age loses and a Jangled nerve
And at the Finale you Realise that
You got the Same Pair of Spectacles
Now Some One Else is wearing
To See a Very Different Mirage
Seeing the Mirage meet and Materialise into a Hot Humid
Clump of Mud under Your Feet
Welcome to the Land of the Ordinary
Small Fragments but Enveloping the
PLANET
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The Rains have ceased at least for now and the Nights
Are like it was humid with a slight breeze wafting now
And then with a half moon or a Crescent of it
Adorning the Night Sky with the stars peeping and peering
At the lights below laughing as it were about the talk
Of Fossil Fuels Solar Energy and Folks down there at
Barefoot College at a Celestial Campus where many a
Member have joined the Celestial Governing Body up There
Watching greenish white incandescence flickering afar the
Ozone skin
The Fireflies are illuminating the Cave where the
Benefactor is having his Beauty sleep
The Night bird is fluttering for spacce to perch
It is a Crowded Perch
Winged sentinels of the Earthline keeping vigil
Waiting Waiting for the distant day whose light will
Be their Morrow but will it
There is a village which is Mourning the Dead
Its Daughters Sons Fathers and Many
Rains Prosperity has a Price on its Head
An Unequal Justice
Where there are
Arrivals
Departures
Those yet to
A Change in Earths Complexion and
Times' Definition of Choice between
The Lucky and Not So
The Fortunate and Jinxed
Perplexed by this turn of Events
Still living on Yesterdays SeeSaw
Dangerous Liasons and Defeated Thoughts
The Drizzle fizzling the Pain back the Dreary Climb
Beginning the definite Moments of Life
Thoughts about the revival of Yesterdays are Forgotten
The Forgotten remembered and the Departed mourned
Last weeks Rains washing their tears soaking the nights
With reflections of the Crescent Moon on the Puddles
Rain Water which sustains Life Living and a Fresh Lease
Life sings a new Song
The Frogs in Unision announcing Late Night Overtures
Another September Night Damp Humid and Unresolved
Will the impasse break
And the Spring Time announce its Wild Foliage
But those Times are far Away
A Long Grind await until the Air is Chilled with
A Foggy Misty Desert Spring
Just a Thought
Awaiting and Hopeful
The Occean shall be sorely Missed
Its songs have all been sung
The Long walk Nah!!
The Distant Stare unto Horizon
Beckons Reckons
Affirms
The Dullening of Senses
And Face to Face with Dreary Sundry Thoughts
Tumbling down Windmills of the Mind
Making it too Obvious
Rainy days Gone
The Wait has Begun
Wait Until Dawn
A Dry Dusty Bowl Called
Existence
Twas good while it lasted
The Ticking reminds
Its Real Time
Will Some One Get the Message
Unto Them
Let us all Work towards another
Revival
Paint another Giant rainbow across the Sky
Try Inviting Rain
Or at least a Drizzle
Looks like it is going to be
A long Night
Alright
The Rains have ceased at least for now and the Nights
Are like it was humid with a slight breeze wafting now
And then with a half moon or a Crescent of it
Adorning the Night Sky with the stars peeping and peering
At the lights below laughing as it were about the talk
Of Fossil Fuels Solar Energy and Folks down there at
Barefoot College at a Celestial Campus where many a
Member have joined the Celestial Governing Body up There
Watching greenish white incandescence flickering afar the
Ozone skin
The Fireflies are illuminating the Cave where the
Benefactor is having his Beauty sleep
The Night bird is fluttering for spacce to perch
It is a Crowded Perch
Winged sentinels of the Earthline keeping vigil
Waiting Waiting for the distant day whose light will
Be their Morrow but will it
There is a village which is Mourning the Dead
Its Daughters Sons Fathers and Many
Rains Prosperity has a Price on its Head
An Unequal Justice
Where there are
Arrivals
Departures
Those yet to
A Change in Earths Complexion and
Times' Definition of Choice between
The Lucky and Not So
The Fortunate and Jinxed
Perplexed by this turn of Events
Still living on Yesterdays SeeSaw
Dangerous Liasons and Defeated Thoughts
The Drizzle fizzling the Pain back the Dreary Climb
Beginning the definite Moments of Life
Thoughts about the revival of Yesterdays are Forgotten
The Forgotten remembered and the Departed mourned
Last weeks Rains washing their tears soaking the nights
With reflections of the Crescent Moon on the Puddles
Rain Water which sustains Life Living and a Fresh Lease
Life sings a new Song
The Frogs in Unision announcing Late Night Overtures
Another September Night Damp Humid and Unresolved
Will the impasse break
And the Spring Time announce its Wild Foliage
But those Times are far Away
A Long Grind await until the Air is Chilled with
A Foggy Misty Desert Spring
Just a Thought
Awaiting and Hopeful
The Occean shall be sorely Missed
Its songs have all been sung
The Long walk Nah!!
The Distant Stare unto Horizon
Beckons Reckons
Affirms
The Dullening of Senses
And Face to Face with Dreary Sundry Thoughts
Tumbling down Windmills of the Mind
Making it too Obvious
Rainy days Gone
The Wait has Begun
Wait Until Dawn
A Dry Dusty Bowl Called
Existence
Twas good while it lasted
The Ticking reminds
Its Real Time
Will Some One Get the Message
Unto Them
Let us all Work towards another
Revival
Paint another Giant rainbow across the Sky
Try Inviting Rain
Or at least a Drizzle
Looks like it is going to be
A long Night
Alright
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Daughters of Light jostling with Mirth
Just the right kind of Attitude to Wear
Up your Sleeve making living look a Crayon
Painting your mind with the Easel full of Crimson
Ochre and Purple reflecting Ripples
A Riot of Feelings Full of Laughter and Incandescence
So Bright as Luminous as Her White Pearly Teeth
Born unto this world They bring Good Fortitude
Amity Generosity and above all Plenty for All
Where Giving is another name for Receiving and
There is no taking but Only Reaping the Harvest of
Hearts' Width as wide as the WingSpan of Timeand
That be there no Tomorrows After as Today is Birth
No one knows Tomorrow that is Untrue for the Truth
Today To Rejoice and Reverberate Songs of Mothers
Grand Mothers and Creation Itself in the Ultimate Dance
Of the Universe diminishing the Haughty
The so called Dubious Science of the Puny and
No one heard the Big Bang and
The Universe could after all be not Created as
The Universe was ceated y Universe and not
By Clever Diffused Light put in Alladins Lamp
Create Another Universe in a Soda Bottle and
Feed your Humour with Cheap Thrills
And Frills
God or whoever it was never played Dice
Nor Created Mice unto Earth
Just look at the Sky on a Clear Moonless Night Idiot
You do not have to Create Anther Universe
Who said the one now is Another
It is Another Abode which the
Daughters of Mirth has allowed the Joker the Clown
And Merlin to Rejoice Lifes' Plentitude
Forget Creating Another
Universe
The One now is just being Repaired
Join Contribute Enliven Elevate your mundane Science
To the plinth where the Daughters are building
An Edifice befitting them and their Children
Which is the Universe like never before
And the moment has Arrived to Pack up and
Shift to the Sky Storeys built to Climb the
WingSpan of Universe
Daughters of Light jostling with Mirth
Just the right kind of Attitude to Wear
Up your Sleeve making living look a Crayon
Painting your mind with the Easel full of Crimson
Ochre and Purple reflecting Ripples
A Riot of Feelings Full of Laughter and Incandescence
So Bright as Luminous as Her White Pearly Teeth
Born unto this world They bring Good Fortitude
Amity Generosity and above all Plenty for All
Where Giving is another name for Receiving and
There is no taking but Only Reaping the Harvest of
Hearts' Width as wide as the WingSpan of Timeand
That be there no Tomorrows After as Today is Birth
No one knows Tomorrow that is Untrue for the Truth
Today To Rejoice and Reverberate Songs of Mothers
Grand Mothers and Creation Itself in the Ultimate Dance
Of the Universe diminishing the Haughty
The so called Dubious Science of the Puny and
No one heard the Big Bang and
The Universe could after all be not Created as
The Universe was ceated y Universe and not
By Clever Diffused Light put in Alladins Lamp
Create Another Universe in a Soda Bottle and
Feed your Humour with Cheap Thrills
And Frills
God or whoever it was never played Dice
Nor Created Mice unto Earth
Just look at the Sky on a Clear Moonless Night Idiot
You do not have to Create Anther Universe
Who said the one now is Another
It is Another Abode which the
Daughters of Mirth has allowed the Joker the Clown
And Merlin to Rejoice Lifes' Plentitude
Forget Creating Another
Universe
The One now is just being Repaired
Join Contribute Enliven Elevate your mundane Science
To the plinth where the Daughters are building
An Edifice befitting them and their Children
Which is the Universe like never before
And the moment has Arrived to Pack up and
Shift to the Sky Storeys built to Climb the
WingSpan of Universe
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We all make plans
Con Plans
To wash away our
Ill deeds and delete
What we peered unto Life
Did we manage to see
It through the Keyhole of
So called Reason
And got into our Perambulkators so to speak
Did we navigate
Our Mind and cometo the
Epicentre
Did we feel the typhoon coming
The Sails were they able to wade through
Turbulence and depth
Ah! Yes Depth did we come across the
Shoal
Or were we looking for Corals
What good is it
Will it adorn your possessions
Or is it one more of your Brag about
Adventure
In any case look at the Shadowlines
Where is the God of your Gods who
Presided over your Vanity
Proclaimed your Acquiscence to All things Evil
What about the Jaunts to Nowhere
Did it get Somewhere
Now the Ordainer has been having
Problems with Seeingthing in Perspective
Having kept Good Counsel with the Clever
The Clergy has lost track of Your
Misdemeanour
And Waiting for the Redemption and
For you to be Acquitted soon as
There would be a Spot of Bother to
Reputation
At last the Sky
Is Opening
Will it Swallow
Suck the Being into
Another of the Celestial Cave
Good bye Fraternity
Hello
Eternity multiplied by
Infinity
Padon me
It is Definitely
Infinitely More
Predictable
Than
Forevermore
We all make plans
Con Plans
To wash away our
Ill deeds and delete
What we peered unto Life
Did we manage to see
It through the Keyhole of
So called Reason
And got into our Perambulkators so to speak
Did we navigate
Our Mind and cometo the
Epicentre
Did we feel the typhoon coming
The Sails were they able to wade through
Turbulence and depth
Ah! Yes Depth did we come across the
Shoal
Or were we looking for Corals
What good is it
Will it adorn your possessions
Or is it one more of your Brag about
Adventure
In any case look at the Shadowlines
Where is the God of your Gods who
Presided over your Vanity
Proclaimed your Acquiscence to All things Evil
What about the Jaunts to Nowhere
Did it get Somewhere
Now the Ordainer has been having
Problems with Seeingthing in Perspective
Having kept Good Counsel with the Clever
The Clergy has lost track of Your
Misdemeanour
And Waiting for the Redemption and
For you to be Acquitted soon as
There would be a Spot of Bother to
Reputation
At last the Sky
Is Opening
Will it Swallow
Suck the Being into
Another of the Celestial Cave
Good bye Fraternity
Hello
Eternity multiplied by
Infinity
Padon me
It is Definitely
Infinitely More
Predictable
Than
Forevermore
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The Body wants Release
Mind wants to roam
The Soul is on Fire
Where does this all or what does all this portend
Stagnation or Ignition
Will it Burn or start to Smoulder more by the Wind
The Escalator is getting stuck
Who is the Caller go to go and Find out
A Voice does beckon
Invite
The Entrance to Thoughtlessness
Away from the largesse
Gifted away moments moods ready
But Hitherto
Whither
Dunno a Void
The Escalator comes to life Again
But
Grounded i am
Bleak dreary sundry
Ennui the Order of the Day
Long wait for Night is yet to come
The Moon should bring respite
Can it
Will it
Should It
Rain stopped
The Clouds gone home
Expectations there arent
The Horizon never was so Farther
But then it always is
Isnt it
No Anchor no moorings like a kite
Flying up until the
Thread holds good
Blown Away
Found
Tangled in a Palm Tree
Ah! So familiar ground
Dod you feel the breeze caress
Through the Groves
Fringes and the Birds in Flight
Waves lapping at the Shore
Yes got to Refrain
This is Desert Occean
Where the waves are
Underground
A Foregone Civilisation
Forgotten
Overlapped by the latest trends
Devoured by Culture
Fabled by History
Civilisation did we say
Nah! The First Urbanisation
And the Ultimate Now
Density
Population
Habitation
All existing upon Yeesterdays'
Civility
Difficult to go through this
Let alone understand
Abstraction is a Figment
Poetry has to make
Guessing
A Habit
Must keep Pondering
Mysteries make you
Predictable
Poetry in Prose
Designer Blues
Creations' Big Surprise
Never to be Unravelled
Try as much as you can
Reading it is
A Tribute to
Accidental Enlightenment
The Penulttimate Niirvana
Before
Getting into the Abode of
Confusion
Welcome to the
Hermitage
Wear the Garlands of Delusions
And Journey towards
Regression
Only to know
What it is to
Be
The Damned
The Body wants Release
Mind wants to roam
The Soul is on Fire
Where does this all or what does all this portend
Stagnation or Ignition
Will it Burn or start to Smoulder more by the Wind
The Escalator is getting stuck
Who is the Caller go to go and Find out
A Voice does beckon
Invite
The Entrance to Thoughtlessness
Away from the largesse
Gifted away moments moods ready
But Hitherto
Whither
Dunno a Void
The Escalator comes to life Again
But
Grounded i am
Bleak dreary sundry
Ennui the Order of the Day
Long wait for Night is yet to come
The Moon should bring respite
Can it
Will it
Should It
Rain stopped
The Clouds gone home
Expectations there arent
The Horizon never was so Farther
But then it always is
Isnt it
No Anchor no moorings like a kite
Flying up until the
Thread holds good
Blown Away
Found
Tangled in a Palm Tree
Ah! So familiar ground
Dod you feel the breeze caress
Through the Groves
Fringes and the Birds in Flight
Waves lapping at the Shore
Yes got to Refrain
This is Desert Occean
Where the waves are
Underground
A Foregone Civilisation
Forgotten
Overlapped by the latest trends
Devoured by Culture
Fabled by History
Civilisation did we say
Nah! The First Urbanisation
And the Ultimate Now
Density
Population
Habitation
All existing upon Yeesterdays'
Civility
Difficult to go through this
Let alone understand
Abstraction is a Figment
Poetry has to make
Guessing
A Habit
Must keep Pondering
Mysteries make you
Predictable
Poetry in Prose
Designer Blues
Creations' Big Surprise
Never to be Unravelled
Try as much as you can
Reading it is
A Tribute to
Accidental Enlightenment
The Penulttimate Niirvana
Before
Getting into the Abode of
Confusion
Welcome to the
Hermitage
Wear the Garlands of Delusions
And Journey towards
Regression
Only to know
What it is to
Be
The Damned
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Three days and Realisation
No Obsession and to think that it was only
Tha Rain no something else
A growing fondness for things never thought before
An attachment towards listening to unfamiliarly familiar
Words
The last three days without Music of a Diffrent kind
Softly reminded that the Past is just a fleeting glimpse
The other staring at you to have Ignored
How could this Sudden realisation come about
For many months and weeks and fortnights got
Used to the language the singers their progeny
And then the Box refusd to divulge open cackle
Reminded that the Umblical Chord was cut long ago
And that every thing stands Forgotten the Memories
They laugh at me and provoke
How come this sudden reaisation of the Past
Ah! Yes got carried away by the lyrics the melody
It is a different land different set of Circumstances
Strange rules to follow
Refrain from Recollections
Avoid sentiments
Erase it
Its over
So dont discover
Time to get Prepared
Fot the Ride
Going to be Rough Friend
Will there be Pakl Bearers
Nah! Got to get buuried become one with
Good earth
Came one Morn
Going soon
Three days and Realisation
No Obsession and to think that it was only
Tha Rain no something else
A growing fondness for things never thought before
An attachment towards listening to unfamiliarly familiar
Words
The last three days without Music of a Diffrent kind
Softly reminded that the Past is just a fleeting glimpse
The other staring at you to have Ignored
How could this Sudden realisation come about
For many months and weeks and fortnights got
Used to the language the singers their progeny
And then the Box refusd to divulge open cackle
Reminded that the Umblical Chord was cut long ago
And that every thing stands Forgotten the Memories
They laugh at me and provoke
How come this sudden reaisation of the Past
Ah! Yes got carried away by the lyrics the melody
It is a different land different set of Circumstances
Strange rules to follow
Refrain from Recollections
Avoid sentiments
Erase it
Its over
So dont discover
Time to get Prepared
Fot the Ride
Going to be Rough Friend
Will there be Pakl Bearers
Nah! Got to get buuried become one with
Good earth
Came one Morn
Going soon
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Three days and Realisation
No Obsession and to think that it was only
Tha Rain no something else
A growing fondness for things never thought before
An attachment towards listening to unfamiliarly familiar
Words
The last three days without Music of a Diffrent kind
Softly reminded that the Past is just a fleeting glimpse
The other staring at you to have Ignored
How could this Sudden realisation come about
For many months and weeks and fortnights got
Used to the language the singers their progeny
And then the Box refusd to divulge open cackle
Reminded that the Umblical Chord was cut long ago
And that every thing stands Forgotten the Memories
They laugh at me and provoke
How come this sudden reaisation of the Past
Ah! Yes got carried away by the lyrics the melody
It is a different land different set of Circumstances
Strange rules to follow
Refrain from Recollections
Avoid sentiments
Erase it
Its over
So dont discover
Time to get Prepared
Fot the Ride
Going to be Rough Friend
Will there be Pakl Bearers
Nah! Got to get buuried become one with
Good earth
Came one Morn
Going soon
Three days and Realisation
No Obsession and to think that it was only
Tha Rain no something else
A growing fondness for things never thought before
An attachment towards listening to unfamiliarly familiar
Words
The last three days without Music of a Diffrent kind
Softly reminded that the Past is just a fleeting glimpse
The other staring at you to have Ignored
How could this Sudden realisation come about
For many months and weeks and fortnights got
Used to the language the singers their progeny
And then the Box refusd to divulge open cackle
Reminded that the Umblical Chord was cut long ago
And that every thing stands Forgotten the Memories
They laugh at me and provoke
How come this sudden reaisation of the Past
Ah! Yes got carried away by the lyrics the melody
It is a different land different set of Circumstances
Strange rules to follow
Refrain from Recollections
Avoid sentiments
Erase it
Its over
So dont discover
Time to get Prepared
Fot the Ride
Going to be Rough Friend
Will there be Pakl Bearers
Nah! Got to get buuried become one with
Good earth
Came one Morn
Going soon
Thursday, September 16, 2010
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Warm and cosy in the Mothers Womb Amir Khusraus page
And Humayuns Tomb The Peerless One are here to deliver
Rural midwives are chuckling at this one coming out No No
No It isnt It is just nother thing Coming into this Desert Land
The One and Only Ugly Duckling Blabbering blistering Green
Butterflies
Creation laughed and the Folks got around
The Gurjara Pratihara going through their Cultt Song
Built this Tomb at Dilwara and Tourists gape at it
Where the Sandstone Artistes sing with their Flowing Beards
Longewala is just Six Hundred Kilometres Away and the
Chetak
It is a Boy said the Woman and their is silence They are happy
They are mad at Creation too Have Delivered
Both the Father and Daughter are Twins How?????
Creation Where fathr and aughtwr can be born under the
same Star
Starshine Moonlight bliss the women laugh and
Shout It is Vasu
Noooo says the old woman
Sri Nee Vaa Sun in this maru dhar
Go get the Hoookah the Child is Six Feet Tall and full of Sugar
Mystics gaze at T Dargah where will the boy go
Wahsooooo will not rule but be Ruled by Us said the Woman
Unision locked horns the goats are stampeding the gates
Of the Assembly every one was marching from Jaipur
To New Campus in T
The Kos Minar had a Laugh It said that T is still A Kos away
And will never reach you
You might get Kasi Go to Kabah but T meets Vaaasooooo to
Blaze a Trail of Marogolds The Jatha has Come and Gone
The Lok became groggy with the Utsav Stardust at the
Salt Lake and They were handling the Blizzard
Sun was Jitting the Quicksand and the Arc U Na Kamyab
Tea was where Wahsooooo made his Step
A Stairway to Heaven
And so Wah su n jit royed with ar un rays Ultra Violet
Trappings Red Sun Jit Green Are You Enna Godda Vi Eden
Insanity is just a letter away but do you really want to be
Sane
When U R
In
T
Warm and cosy in the Mothers Womb Amir Khusraus page
And Humayuns Tomb The Peerless One are here to deliver
Rural midwives are chuckling at this one coming out No No
No It isnt It is just nother thing Coming into this Desert Land
The One and Only Ugly Duckling Blabbering blistering Green
Butterflies
Creation laughed and the Folks got around
The Gurjara Pratihara going through their Cultt Song
Built this Tomb at Dilwara and Tourists gape at it
Where the Sandstone Artistes sing with their Flowing Beards
Longewala is just Six Hundred Kilometres Away and the
Chetak
It is a Boy said the Woman and their is silence They are happy
They are mad at Creation too Have Delivered
Both the Father and Daughter are Twins How?????
Creation Where fathr and aughtwr can be born under the
same Star
Starshine Moonlight bliss the women laugh and
Shout It is Vasu
Noooo says the old woman
Sri Nee Vaa Sun in this maru dhar
Go get the Hoookah the Child is Six Feet Tall and full of Sugar
Mystics gaze at T Dargah where will the boy go
Wahsooooo will not rule but be Ruled by Us said the Woman
Unision locked horns the goats are stampeding the gates
Of the Assembly every one was marching from Jaipur
To New Campus in T
The Kos Minar had a Laugh It said that T is still A Kos away
And will never reach you
You might get Kasi Go to Kabah but T meets Vaaasooooo to
Blaze a Trail of Marogolds The Jatha has Come and Gone
The Lok became groggy with the Utsav Stardust at the
Salt Lake and They were handling the Blizzard
Sun was Jitting the Quicksand and the Arc U Na Kamyab
Tea was where Wahsooooo made his Step
A Stairway to Heaven
And so Wah su n jit royed with ar un rays Ultra Violet
Trappings Red Sun Jit Green Are You Enna Godda Vi Eden
Insanity is just a letter away but do you really want to be
Sane
When U R
In
T
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