Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Monday, May 17, 2010
Orb
There you are,
looking down on me.
That smile on your face;
Sometimes of love,
sometimes derision.
At others merely a tiny grimace...
Dress me in light
when my life is darkness;
Or just light up each precious moment,
What a connection I have with you,
Untold, unexplained.
Linked with just a name
Distant, yet close
Steeped in meaning,
drenched in enthusiasm,
In a thought-free chasm.
No expectations, no fear of failure
of what we have
No regret either,
Everlasting,
This bond so rare
Forever following,
Or perhaps you chain me to you..
Never judging,
my fallacies,
the evils in me
that you so clearly see.
Just a smile.
Oh that smile!
It keeps me through the sun-bleached days
and takes me through night's calm infinity...
[Chandreyee meaning: The Bengali Hindu female name "Chandreyee" literally translates as "one who is as beautiful and brilliant as the moon on a full moon night". The word is derived from the Sanskrit word "Chand" meaning "moon".
(Mythology): Chandreyee is the the daughter of Soma the moon God in the Mahabharata]
Monday, May 10, 2010
I thought i found my fairytale
But thats just a story ryt
I thought i had my forever
But its just a matter of time
I thought i found the perfect match
Till he lit me up in smoke
I thought that he was so much fun
Till he laughed me off as a joke
I thought i had found all i'd want
Till i lost it in my fears
I thought that love would keep me alive
Till i drowned in my own tears
But thats just a story ryt
I thought i had my forever
But its just a matter of time
I thought i found the perfect match
Till he lit me up in smoke
I thought that he was so much fun
Till he laughed me off as a joke
I thought i had found all i'd want
Till i lost it in my fears
I thought that love would keep me alive
Till i drowned in my own tears
The Technicolor phase

I am the red in the rose, the flowers
on the blankets on your bedroom floor.
And I am the gray in the ghost that hides
with your clothes behind your closet door.
I am the green in the grass that bends back
from underneath your feet.
And I am the blue in your back alley view
where the horizon and the rooftops meet.
If you cut me I suppose I would bleed the colors
of the evening stars.
You can go anywhere you wish cause I'll be there, wherever you are.
(wherever you are) 2x
(I will always be your keys
when we are lost in the technicolor phase)
The black in the book
the letters on the pages that you memorize.
And I am the orange in the overcast
of color that you visualize.
I am the white in the walls that soak up
all the sound when you cannot sleep.
And I am the peach in the starfish on the beach
that wish the harbor wasn't quite so deep.
If you cut me I suppose I would bleed the colors
of the evening stars. (my darling)
You can go anywhere you wish cause
I'll be there, wherever you are. (my darling)
I love color. Everything in life has its own color – bright and dark and so many shades. I found this song by Owl city from the eternally colorful Alice in Wonderland soundtrack the pure definition of the love for colors….. or maybe it’s just the perfect definition of the color of my love !
Listen to it on
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oiF05rJtHvQ&feature=related
Sunday, April 25, 2010
From the dead of the night
Kill me
Take my life
It was always yours anyways
Smear my blood
To calm that ego
Till the end of your days
Destiny
Never revisits
Let me be the one that pays
Give up this life
To the sham of love
Than suffer in its haze
Scatter my pieces
To the ends of the world
I've lost me in todays
Live on, dream on
And love all of it
So my broken mind prays...
Friday, April 16, 2010
Rewind!!
[ This is another one of those office cubicle inspired rhymes. The only difference is that it was inspired by someone else's office cubicle rhymes. Thanks for the inspiration biks, but I am sure you'd agree that there are better things that inspire creativity!]
Seriously...why don't we have the "rewind" button
There was so much to be said, so much to be done
The laughing moments that swept us away
The paranoia of the submissions the next day
The cacophony over steaming hot cups of tea
Looking for the time when we'd finally break free
We're free now, all the money we'd ever need
But the joy of spending the 5 doesn't equal the spending 50
Our melting plastic coffee cups, half wet in the pouring rain
Never matches up to the coffee, our pet machine makes
What it was, when it was, was great while it was
But ever so often, I wish God's "replay" button was ours!
There was so much to be said, so much to be done
The laughing moments that swept us away
The paranoia of the submissions the next day
The cacophony over steaming hot cups of tea
Looking for the time when we'd finally break free
We're free now, all the money we'd ever need
But the joy of spending the 5 doesn't equal the spending 50
Our melting plastic coffee cups, half wet in the pouring rain
Never matches up to the coffee, our pet machine makes
What it was, when it was, was great while it was
But ever so often, I wish God's "replay" button was ours!
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Destiny revisits
There i see me
Fragile
You could break me with a breath
And u almost did
Yesterday, when i was almost yours
Oh how i tried, and then i ran
Scurried away, a fervent escape
Clung on to hopes, dreams, beliefs
And found myslf
And today Destiny has found me
Oh how she mocks me
Yet again alone, fresh tears
Staining my skin
Red...
What went wrong, the heart or the head?
You lash out in fury
And the resistance breaks
I see no end..
Even though you are not he and he not you
There is no respite
She has come with him this time
And the scythe shines
In the sinking evening light.....
Fragile
You could break me with a breath
And u almost did
Yesterday, when i was almost yours
Oh how i tried, and then i ran
Scurried away, a fervent escape
Clung on to hopes, dreams, beliefs
And found myslf
And today Destiny has found me
Oh how she mocks me
Yet again alone, fresh tears
Staining my skin
Red...
What went wrong, the heart or the head?
You lash out in fury
And the resistance breaks
I see no end..
Even though you are not he and he not you
There is no respite
She has come with him this time
And the scythe shines
In the sinking evening light.....
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