Chocolate Muffins

Thus, in a day or so,

You will leave me and go!

As I lay down, on the moist green grass,

I look up!

I try to connect the stars!

The stars, holding the key to the future,

I try to listen to them!

But what about the chocolate muffins,

I made for you?

Do you still want to taste them?

Let me touch you now,

Why don’t you close your eyes?

The sweetness of your lips, it’s surely the muffins.

Give yourself to me,

For this once,

Because I don’t know what will happen,

In the next few years.

I don’t want you to go,

My blue valentine!

You filled me up with the crimson light,

Behold! My Florence Nightingale!

Revival of Wasted Souls

The revival of wasted souls,

The ever awaited ritual,

Of blood and sand.

Can’t you hear the Salvation Army?

Marching steadily.

Can’t you hear the footsteps?

The brisk footsteps,

The intoxicating rhythms of arrival?

Who wants to bear that pain?

The slow torture,

Where the flesh is ripped off from the bones,

A game of merciless slaughter.

Revival, that’s what they say!

But I would say that’s a bloody massacre!

Promises of a distance future,

A future of peace, happiness and delight,

A future of pure freedom,

So many ways to express yourself!

Who wouldn’t want the revival?

Hope, it’s a strange feeling.

Hopeful is he, who dreams.

Dream now, of some distant future.
Some good times ahead.

Till then,

Let the Salvation Army do their job.

The Princess and the Pauper

Once upon a time,

In the center of all lands,

There lived a princess,

In the castle of golden sands.

All through the years,

She waited for her prince to come,

Who promised her hopes and dreams,

After he’s back, in a year or some.

And there was a pauper,

Oh, such a commoner he was!

Nobody ever heard of him,

Nobody cared what he does!

But one day, the commoner,

Saw the princess, in her floral white gown,

And he kept wondering all along,

Did a fairy from heaven suddenly come down?

And one certain evening,

When the sky was all dark,

The princess in her disguise, got lost,

In the narrow roads, where demons lurk.

Scared was the princess,

She cried out for help,

But she couldn’t find anyone,

All she saw there was herself!

But, amidst the dark corridors,

Suddenly, from somewhere,

Jumped along the pauper,

And told her “I am here”.

The princess was afraid,

Who to trust and whom to not,

But still the pauper tried to protect,

With the tiny knife he had got!

A violent battle then followed,

Under the pitch black sky,

The princess was trembling in fright,

She knew, someone was going to die!

At last the commoner won the war,

Yet he was severely hurt,

But in the end he managed,

Was to win the princess’s heart.

A new friendship began,

The princess and the commoner,

But rest of the people knew,

This had to break, sometime sooner!

They were happy with each other,

Day after day,

But one fine morning he heard,

The prince is coming—He is on his way!

Along ran the pauper,

To meet the princess at once,

To tell her how he needed her,

Just like a thousand splendid suns!

But he reached the castle,

Saw the princess in delight,

His hopes, suddenly blew away,

Hopes, which were once burning bright!

And the princess hugged him,

Cause she was waiting for that day,

Her prince was coming back,

All the wait was about to pay!

With smiles, the pauper,

Kissed the princess on her cheeks,

Leaned and whispered in her ears

“I am still there for you, all days and weeks!”

We don’t know the end,

It changes from time to time,

Who knows, someday you may,

Complete this unfinished rhyme!

Melody

Who are you, girl?
Burning and tormenting me,
In your bizarre passion,
Some touches of psychedelic lust.
I crave for the drug.
Amidst the smile,
Amidst the serene beauty,
Purely mystifying.
Who are you, girl?
The slow jingle of calmness,
Who is humming the lullaby now?
Let the dark void,
Quench my immortal thirst.
My body shudders,
Quietly.
Who are you, girl?

Some memories of obnoxious feelings,

Being ripped off,mercilessly.

Amidst the smell of cold damp air,

In the winds of sterile innocence,

Who are you,girl?

Appetite for Destruction

The silent raindrops on the glass.

Its your eyes,that sparkles!

Diamonds!

Can i look at them,

For once and for all?

There's the blue moon,outside,

But it's raining still.

Look for the patterns!

They will guide you through,

Follow the patterns!

It's not some promises,

It's not some wishes,

I cry for!

But what about the chocolate thing we planned?

And it flowed along the gutter.

Infected blood with love,

Cure the incurable disease!

Don't go away,

Leaving me dying!

Perhaps,you should,

Take me to an asylum.

Closed in the 4 walled room,

At least,I,

Will have you!

The passenger pigeon,

That I sent to you,

Still cant find its way back home.

perhaps,its dead!

Old love poems giggle!

Its never been this funny!

Sometimes,

Lying on the old couch,

I laugh too!

Useless journals treasure my untold stories!

I wonder,

How useless they are.

Suddenly,

The wind came,

And tried to steal your memories away.

The restraint within me,

Whispered the need!

Fight,fight,fight!

Fight,fight,fight!

And i am fighting,

ever since.

Who?

Twisted fate.

A twisted you,

And a twisted me.

Twisted hopes.

Twisted lives,twisted again.

Twisted touches under my skin.

Love your twisted lips.

Twisted dreams,

Twisted along the twisted gutter.

Some twisted desires,

Twisted by twisted souls.

In the midst of this twisted world,

Who is twisted?

But,

In the end,we suffer,

A twisted you,a twisted me.

Those Tunes Still Sound Like You

The Days are bright

The Nights are long

The Birds are in their place

They Always sing their song,

The Air around me hugs me tight

It Won't let go of me,

So It starts out a fight!

Your Memory flutters

Like The early morning bird

Will You prefer a kiss,

Or Just a miss you card?