Maze

Lately, certain things seem to have amplified my passion for her. There is this... certain aura she carries around.I have always had a thing for her, somewhere deep in my subconscious. Sometimes it was way too obvious.There is something beautiful about the way she looks at things. Sometimes, I tried to look through her eyes and this world seemed to be a wonderful place. It's like there's something mystic in her, no matter how many braniacs and maniacs tried hitting on her for ages. And now... she enchanted me like always.. last night with something I felt psychedelically ethereal.. My Love.. Mathematics..

For people who do not know, this is called the Ulam Spiral.. I am not going to spoil the fun telling you what it is all about. Go and figure it out. Fall in love.. again..

 PS : Darren Aronofsky, I am happy I discovered you..

 ...Ellipsis

Practice maketh a man.... perfect?

Back in school days,
my teachers taught me,
"Practice maketh a man perfect-
You cannot learn to swim overnight
neither can you learn to ride a bicycle.
things..
you learn with practice".
Last night my girlfriend defied this.
She said,"You are a perfect man"
and I was one
who never bothered about practice.

...Ellipsis

Too stoned to think of a title

1300 ml of beer to
see you.
so far away,
yet so near.
buttons can speak
and mouth cannot
seriosly wtf?
floyd and fags
to give me a high

no matter what,
keep grinning
ear to ear.
a cringe
is enough
to eclipse my brain.

girl, it's really hot
and you still wear black?
that must absorb
a lot of heat.

tried convincing the maggots
crawling in my brain.
faggots, the date you
cherish is bloke.
and thus this
stoned poetry abruptly ends
in want of another beer.



...ElLipSis(stoned seriously)

Transgressions of a sleazy son

Are you fucking nuts?
Is it because you get a high
on benign liquids?
or 'cause I hamper
your orgasmic confabulations?

.

'tis never wicked abusing
your young begotten punks.
Remember you once were one too..
A young Insurgent!

.

You hate Strings,
smiling and being happy.
Die in your obscure weeds.
You and me is an obvious affair,
rather pecuniary..

.

I know I owe you a lot.
I'm just waiting for the rain
to harvest my crop..
so i can jettison a money plant
into your red ocean of affection..
For now, just let me break free...



...Ellipsis

Star-gazer

When I was a child,
I used to be a star-gazer.
Watching stars shooting down,
I had made wishes,
which often came true.

.

Now on the rooftops of coldness,
I sit,trip and smoke,
scream for the genie in the skies.

.

With straight faces,
the twinkling stars,
remind me
of my childhood dreams
and my star-gazing.

.

There, I see! another shooting star!
Oh! you seem to be coming to me?
Come star,
collapse like an ice-cube
in my whisky jar.


...Ellipsis

Heathen Android

I am an android,
living on leaves.
A heathen retard,
living somewhere
in the deep woods
behind the country.

I used to be bloody too,
just like the rest of you
until one night,
when you struck my chandaliers of faith.
The blood you used
to theter my feet,
now only slakes my thirst.

I am an android,
living on leaves.
A heathen retard,
a lousy eudaemonist,
Bless me Holy Infernus!
see me in light and shade..

I am an android,
living on leaves.
A heathen retard,
living somewhere
in the deep woods,
behind the country.

Fought for his existence,
enduring the void within,
I bowed,he ignored
bowed and fawned,he ignored only more
Now i learn what self-deciet is!
Now i trail the way to Utopia..
for now i know
God thinks he's better than me!!

I am an android,
living on leaves.
A heathen retard,
a lousy eudaemonist,
Bless me Holy Infernus!
see me in light and shade..
Now i learn what self-deciet is!
Now i trail the way to Utopia..
for now i know
God thinks he's better than me!!


...Ellipsis

.attachment-incorrigible(haiku)

By the window sill,
mist from the eyes clouds my life
. . . . . . . lamentations rule.



...Ellipsis

What is it to be called cool?

Some people are born to lose.No matter how hard they try,how passionate about the things they really are.They always lose.
Some people are born to win.Call it their zeal to achieve or their ardent love for success.They surpass all the obstacles and become the apostle of success.
Some people, like me are born just to[clears throat]
just to watch them play. ;)


...Ellipsis

lamia and me (Gothic poetry)

Am I still asleep?
or is this really some perpetual dream?

feeling the ethereal ink out,
your entangling me,
I untangle and free
the gypsy within me.

parched lips, awfully
want some fire now.
But your ball
and chain simply,
don't let me go.

your mysterious abyss
or the vampyric addiction?
sheer megalomania
or do you really see
a halo around me?

Dodging me,oh darling!
where do you go?
to the graves,those wailing wolves?
your world of darkness unseen?

see me again darling
some other time.. perhaps the next new moon
or I shall...slake my thirst dear.
for you still owe me
an alimony.

...Ellipsis

.five ages of a nincompoop

The year 1990,
marked the birth
of a lousy nincompoop.

.

By 6, atoning the virtues
of a god-fearing mama
and a steadfast Papa,
the nincompoop learnt
to read and write,
to sacrifice and befriend.

.

Enter 13.
the nincompoop learnt ,
to beguile and
yet be benign.
started to love,
had his hearts broken
a couple of times
and his bones broken too.

.

Enter 17.
the nincompoop started
to love
and make love.
lecherous,
and diabolic.
but still,
Blood to him,
carried some gravity.

.

Enter 20.
the nincompoop now
makes only love.
still loves blood,
only when spilt.
Nothingness,his abode.
he isn't despaired,
atleast by the embrace
of weeds and liquids.
God is just another jester,
Faith is just for the dogs.
the nincompoop now,
is a nihilist.
That nihilist is me.


...Ellipsis

.in a land of waters

Bangalore/Hyderabad|Oct032009:The worst rains and floods in parts of Karnataka and Andhra Pradesh left 172 dead as authorities today intensified rescue efforts with army troops backed by IAF helicopters shifting marooned villagers from rooftops to safer areas.

Courtesy:OutlookIndia.com

.in a land of waters


There is no my school these days,
yet I don't feel happy at all.

She gulped my mother and brother,
farm and home.
I gulped a lump of her,
she was within me too.
But I hated her then
and let her roll down my eyes.
.

Shattered shingles,
shards of my kaleideoscope,
were all that remained.

Dare didn't I,
to bet her on her strength.
you made me fly,
though not in the sky,
In logs and woods,
cadaverous streams.
.

Food for us was then.
falling from the sky.
Only to see more kids like me,
under feet of many,crying
and screaming for their lives,
in a land of hers,
in a land of waters..


...Ellipsis

Souvenir to a Rakhi

All these years,from my childhood through school to my late teens,I was a lone child.But not after the last Rakhi,when I found a sweet li'l sister and never can I forget the day.This one's for my Sis,who added new colors to my life..


Run,run,run
through the meadows
of joy,
through the fields
of happiness
The sun is so bright today,
Is it your joie-de-vivre?

The blessing
of the sky,
the love
of this world.
slake your thirst,
underneath
a cascade of dreams.
See them alive,
See the never-never land
come to life.

Board the train
of hopes and dreams.
passing en route
smiles and smiles.
sans pain,
sans grief and cries,
chasing butterflies
for thousands of miles.

Listen li'l sister..
wear that smile forever
and let never fade it out.

In your rope-walk
on the cosmic lines
of life,I promise
to be your
balancing stick.
I'll never let you down.
I'm an atheist by nature.
But sister,I'll pray for you.

...Ellipsis

.mermaid MeSmeRizE

Hendrix and his haze,
quintessentially purple
to my ears.

it was when my eyes stammered,
mouth was squint,
heart attacked my head.

it was when I was soaring high,
high after a noon's party,
of liquids and scented air,
enough plants to kill my lungs,of course.

it was then,when
I saw this
It was a mermaid
yes, a mermaid
unbelievably, walked on the road.

a second look,
at her slender legs
and tadaa..
I stopped pulsating.

it was then,when
she manoeuvred,
her lips
to flaunt, and kill men,
clone freaks of my kind,
she smiled and again.

it was then,when
i sensed vestiges,
your reminiscences.
with memories,i live.
without, a happy.
with memories i live
without,a happy.


...Ellipsis

The cold-cold world

Zephyr kissed my cheeks.Snowy woods around.Yet, i feel so warm.
I see the smiling bright sun.Autumn leaves dancing to the ground.Serene and exultant,
I wonder if this is the world I live in.I hear no tantrum.I hear no ruckus.This is my world
where i am the only tribe alive.I speak to the sylvan lands.I sing rock to the valleys.
I walk on my silhouette, basking in the sun's morning warmth.My frenzy shadow conspires to me.
I see a desperado in it.Speaks to me in whispers.

"Your world intimidates a devil for it is prophesied."

Trrinng trrinngg trumm trummm trriingg trriinnggg trummm trumm....

I banged the alarm clock,groped for my specs.I feel really torpid to wake up specially on college days.I walked lazily to the door to pick up the morning news paper,started skimming at things all colorful though indifferent to me.There was this one thing I stopped at.It had some statistics regarding child deaths.


"

• 1 child dying every 3.5 seconds
• 17-18 children dying every minute
• A 2004 Asian Tsunami occurring almost every 1.5 weeks
• An Iraq-scale death toll every 16–38 days
• Over 9 million children dying every year

The silent killers are poverty, hunger, easily preventable diseases and illnesses, and other related causes."

This froze me completely for a couple of minutes.I could connect with the devil the shadow in my delusions prophesied about.

This has always been a coldworld.Wish I could live in the world of my pipedreams forever.
This could probably be counted as one of the reasons for my agnoticism.When there is really
this thing called God, why is there so much suffering? I had many arguments over my audacious behavior at home and at college,in matters concerning my disbelief in God.I brooded over such things to the peak of my patience,read senseless stuff but nothing could suffice me with a valid reasoning.

All you religious fanatics around the world.Can you please tell me what are the sins all these innocent kids paying for?



...Ellipsis

Remember 26/11

Something in the news urged me to write again.. Kasab, the new face of Pakistan could probably be nominated for an Oscar..the other day I happened to see in a newspaper,that he's shed tears at the pics of the carnage.... omg!!
Crocodile tears.... Eclipsed the brains of the judiciary...

India has started being more generous.. or should I say Ignoramus..
It never fades out.. the whole massacre of 26/11.. still fresh in the minds of India.. why let such a beast live all these days?..
Doesn't fuckin matter if he's underage..Doesn't fuckin matter if it is a matter concerning foreign Interests...
It's high time that India kills him.. He's adopting a diplomatic ploy.... so diabolical.. targetting sympathy this time..
No.... It's generous to be without mercy now.. Line my words.. Kasab needs to be killed brutally... the most brutal way possible..

PS:In pursuit of a dream to see a terror free Nation....


...Ellipsis

Devil's Workshop

Wires,
thick,strong and slack,
Muddles,Puddles and Musings..
.
Banter and Bonhomie,
My devil's workshop,
Now, an Infernal asylum..
.
Give me a break,
from the loony little imps,
fish my vacuum sea for rotten shrimps..
.
Label me a weirdo,
'cause
I carry my candles in the rain,
only to put them off..


...Ellipsis

My Lord,King Avarice..

King Avarice,His holiness,
Knows no shore..

Dig mines,
'till you find a hole,
in mother's heart..

It shouldn't bother you,
I know..
Crimsons and Carnages,
your pastimes..

Hack my green fingers,
Envenom my Blue blood,
Putrid stenching Bodies,
ornate my home in flood..

God versus God,
engulfs my world..
sift mother's love too?
My lord has the heart of a louse..

Avarice,my lord..
Wish I were your traitor,
but my brothers now my quislings..
Wayside,I don't see welcoming things..
So,My Lord..Enslave me and slay..

My Deliverance,
a phantasmagoria..
the Doomsday,
12.21.12 is waiting for you..
and you shall deserve..

I don't see omens..
I don't see delirium..
My chimaera tells me,
only Veridical testimonies..




...Ellipsis

Can you hear me?

This one's for all those who miss their Papa's on Father's day..
You don't need a Father's day to tell him that "You love him" though..

As I look,
at the black and white photographs..
Each click,
I relive every second with you..


Envy my child,
for the you she finds in me..
I wish I were her,
and you be me..


Can you hear me,
If I shout you aloud?
Can you see me,
bless me this day?


My first bicycle ride,
My favorite cds on my birthday,
whirl in my head,
all time..



Gift me again,
with your smile..
Papa, I miss you..
In my child,I see you..



...Ellipsis

The New Barmaid

The lullabies of gore and violence,
storming head for 19 years..
Musings of armageddon,
keep alive..
reminiscences bug,
hack to death..
Vengeance an arcanum,
Thirsty for blood..

.

"Tell the new barmaid,
Yea.. you...Bring some wine"

.

In the banquet,
they rejoice the sherry,
of the new barmaid..
the last drinks,
of their sinful lives..

.


In a bin,
Somewhere in the hotel's kitchen,
laid he,in composure,
with letters written,
"POISON:Arsenic Trioxide"



...Ellipsis

.fittings

This seat is meant for two,
so,why the heck you?

for that half slice of stale bread,
you bring your friends and brothers too?

for that last drop of water,
you warm up to brawl again?

brother's old text again?
and his old mended trousers too?

So,Boss,It's your homeboy's conjure?
oh.. that new short fat jackass..
his cousin?I see..

.

you made me roll on the hay,
I'm too torpid to sulk too..

.

Oh yes,she looks like an oasis..
her eyes of a baby,
make me feel for a walk on the air,
Complacent and exultant..
But,No,you seem to be on your spree again..
And now,you managed to bribe her too?
"You said you loved me..
Now say you love him too?"

...Ellipsis