18/11/2014

by the sea, facing a tornado.
death inching every minute
to wash away the shore
of every life form
ceasing their existence.
Ending life forms
clearing ground for some new one
to start fresh from the perils of death
just like cemetery trees
tall and strong
shielding graves from sun and rains.

- Obituary classified 
Marooned to bedlam
from a city unknown
to this city of luck and stories forgone.

Nike Shoes

We both wore Nike shoes 
Jostling for spaces in that crowded subway
loaded with giggles, smirks and everything else
it was more of a psyche show :D

and then there were earphones
which got shared for some acoustic Punjabi folklore
none of which was ever available on iTunes :P
Kicking , punching where the only visible love making
Distancing from each other to have one final overview 

In the middle of a sucide
estrangled soul btw those drenched eyes

through the alleys of a surreal ride

departing life blowing off the dangling pride

life's some slut trying to restore back it's dignity

into the scilence of the death

Death approaches along to play some games

Blood sceams sharter the black stain glass windows of the night,

08-september-2012-Saturday

The night
Its prowl into  my core
The trespass for the nth times
The offense taken

The words unspoken

The fear forsaken
The valley of tears
The clutch of emotion
Her fleeing sprees
My losing grips
The night without the moon or with it
It does not matter
The clutches and the flight beyond it
Every thing which is and everything which is not

what an abyss :))

what a fall , can't even scratch the walls to feel like "getting a hold of it".

where will it stop ?

when will it stop ?

will i perish before the falls stop,or will the fall stop first?

seriously my mind is fucked.

i just want to lead normal life free from responsibilities making my career and achiving my goals to spoil my self.

please god ,give my life back to me.

i had enough,i dont want it now.

yes it's a confession.

walking past the aisle
faking a smile which i never ment
tripping by ur side
jostling for even one of ur single sight
maybe you've never known mee
maybe i never really tried

the smile still shines by my teeth
life still finds ways to creep
m alive and kicking to this audioslaves beat
u r yet another of those numerous crushes
of this ever broken heartbeat

A Nigtmare

Hiding away from those mask
ducking beneath these sweating fears
tresspassing through silence to another yell
i wake up to find m not in there

still the sweat rolls over
still i m shaking
still i have tears rollin all over
darkness is the only thing present
gasping for another morning
i again sleep over

A joker's plight for everyone's delight

As the broadway of smile exults
a result of that joker's adverse
the pavelion applauds
leaving behind there daily grudge
but thats a joker's job
to sprinkle lil'smirk
all over the place
force ppl get out
of there daily poker face
and laugh at joker grace

31'st march

This perpetual contemplation
of ur stigmatic annihilation
dredging into my last night's perception
mocking its the way to that wrecked redemption





This pragmatic soul ,
losing itself for those drenched eyeballs
and this curse of yours ,
knocking again this hearts broken door :(

random

In the middle of a sucide
estrangled soul btw those drenched eyes
through the alleys of a surreal ride
life's some slut trying to restore back the dangling pride
into the scilence of the death


Death approaches along to play some game
Blood sceams shaters the night out of its frame
slashed wrist taking up all the flase blame
everything being lost in someone's dodged name
into the scilence of the death

all that was needed to refrain
got together and struct the train
with full forces through the brain
as blood ran through the drain
into the scilence of the death

of death n her .

come , beat the rust
inhale , breath the dust
dodge , get out of this mist
vindicate , slash ur left wrist




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drop death in the middle of the night , yeah . . .
soul trace all the lost acquitence ,yeah . . .
all stars shining brighter then the moon ,yeah . . .
m feeling the same 'óld nostalgia , . . . :(

this feelings is bowing me over
m struck in this morning hour
flared fellings are spelling there magic
slashing own wrist is deemed very tragic

repercussions of a different demographic
covering my minds with all ill tactics
failed again to carry the same little practice
this deja-vu is turning out as another semantic :\


got struct again in the middle of sucide , yeah . . . :(
these memories are hard to reside in , yeah . . . :(

copied

ThE ride
inTo the
unkNown
acComplished wiTh
the eAse anD discHarge
oF fuLLness and
sweLLIngs of heaRt,
whIch paSSions of
aLL kinds cau$ed aND induced. ThEre wEre
nO disea$es of stoPPings
aNd suffoCatiOns, tHe
mOst dangerOUs in
the boDy wANted more. I
wAS thinKing
mereLy of quAlity
whiLe it
Lasted.


I diDn't
regRet fOr a
sINgle moMent

haVing liVed for pleASure. I


dId it to the fuLL, as

oNe shouLd do eveRythiNg thAT onE doEs.

ThERE wAS


NO pleasURE I dID

nOT exPERience. It


is imPOSSible to lOVE

and be WISE.





LivING LIFE BackWARds

To let free, to forsee \,,/

To let free, to for see
The despair of her leaving spree
Taking away my hearts only key
Her voyage through those pine trees
Washing away the footprints of our amalgamated being
The union of that immortal souls tied by a single string. . .
To let free , to for see

Her leaving for the pursuit of her elusive dreams
Taking a flight away from my hearts entire realm
Bypassing the plight of all my sordid screams
Logging anarchy into me beyond all extreme
To let free , to for see

The despair of her leaving spree
Wont stop me from buying her THE farewell ice-cream
The plight of all my heartbroken screams
Wont stop me from humming her this final goodbye tune
For I know this is for HER dream to a newer realm
A journey for me through her into a newer being

To let free, to for see

memories part-II

i m a clay
and ur my porter
mould me as a tray
let me carry ur mortar
to save u from all eartly torcher

memories part-I

i left it all to chance
maybe i should have adopted a different stance
its not that i m not made for romance
buti never got any of ur single glance