paper aeroplanes
small flights for sordid life
blue skies delivers dodged lies
red hue settle's dusky smiles
never turns uptill a quater mile
paper aeroplanes
high flight for it's loner sight
rigid wings for cosmic string
dark night for pixies delight
vague stigma shines for rigid dogmas
and still for everyone it's a paper aeroplane .................
paper aeroplanes
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
around mee
i can see ur colurs all around mee ,
i can hear ur whispers get profound mee ,
i can sence ur distance impound mee ,
i can feel u all around mee
for the air i last breath in
for the coke i suck-strewd in
for the puff i inhaled in
for the every brawl i indulged in
..........................
i can hear ur whispers get profound mee ,
i can sence ur distance impound mee ,
i can feel u all around mee
for the air i last breath in
for the coke i suck-strewd in
for the puff i inhaled in
for the every brawl i indulged in
..........................
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
compleat
the gaze of the sky asking for my would be flight
wishper of those wind's asking for the ride of those bright fireflies
the night getting all dressed with those smirking bright asteriods
that kid still running with those rainbows to catch them shining bright
wishper of those wind's asking for the ride of those bright fireflies
the night getting all dressed with those smirking bright asteriods
that kid still running with those rainbows to catch them shining bright
Monday, May 19, 2008
the enigma of losing it all ...
the ecstacy for having it all.....
the grudge of that soothing embrace ...
the ecstacy of being replaced for someone else grace ......
to catch fireflies for getting blindning lights ........
to get blinded by that rainbow on those sleepless nights .....
to catch thunderstroms for silencing one's mime vices...
to get with the morning stars for riding the disguising sky's.......
these spirits has always ruined me all .......
i collect everything to have yet another fall .....
too many things yet intruiged mee to find my holy grail.....
yet i m finding my city which have no name for a trail ~:-)
the ecstacy for having it all.....
the grudge of that soothing embrace ...
the ecstacy of being replaced for someone else grace ......
to catch fireflies for getting blindning lights ........
to get blinded by that rainbow on those sleepless nights .....
to catch thunderstroms for silencing one's mime vices...
to get with the morning stars for riding the disguising sky's.......
these spirits has always ruined me all .......
i collect everything to have yet another fall .....
too many things yet intruiged mee to find my holy grail.....
yet i m finding my city which have no name for a trail ~:-)
Friday, May 16, 2008
the rabbit who was hunted for the game
i cant dig things off you
and i want the solace of my old pillow
bt m a rabbit
blinded by the flashlights
i have known yu never care to pull on d barkes
n i pay with my dear life
but u still try to hide it away
wid just a flash of knife
me being the old stale driping thought j
ust d boring old dirt in a forgotten tiring city
which u wank offf by dusting off ur dreams
u chase me off the bush of ur nostalgia
y m still the rabbit which u just played for the game
and i want the solace of my old pillow
bt m a rabbit
blinded by the flashlights
i have known yu never care to pull on d barkes
n i pay with my dear life
but u still try to hide it away
wid just a flash of knife
me being the old stale driping thought j
ust d boring old dirt in a forgotten tiring city
which u wank offf by dusting off ur dreams
u chase me off the bush of ur nostalgia
y m still the rabbit which u just played for the game
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