.HAUNCH;DIME.

Hold on a minute, take a deep breath,

Life has just begun; Take the shot of “wipe your memory”,

Dwell in the moments of momentary pleasures,

Forget everything. Refresh and reengage,

Add the answers, solve the puzzle,

Make the lines of randomness,

And calculate the act of floatation.

Wipe off that residue,

Unscrew the barrier of lost,

Play around, play along the dames around,

Break and make the course interesting,

Eject the fluid of formation.

Cut the aces, kiss the curves,

Gamble with the chances,

The table is rocking,

Hold onto the wild card,

The game has just begun.

Dogs are raining with the hymns,

Slaves are piling all along,

Leash is on a hold,

But merry souls are laughing out loud.

Back to the front,

Play the solo strong,

Bow away your notions

And crank along the vibe.

Jam the signal and take the remote,

Swap and shuffle, till the battery is dead.

Create reality, damn the illusion,

Control the pulse, control the Magnus,

Sphere it along the lines of high,

Now Life is ready to skate the rocks.

BEYOND…

You are beyond the borders of divide,

You are beyond the strings  of relations,

You are beyond the shades of greed,

You are beyond the cage of fame,

You are beyond the putrid of politics,

You are beyond the lies of love,

You are beyond the cage of ignorance,

You are beyond the shackles of rules,

You are beyond the testing of crippled hearts,

You are beyond the confinement of narrow souls,

You are beyond the acting of the make believers,

You are beyond the glitter of illusive dreams,

You are beyond the hollow words of religious pimps,

You are beyond the stupidity of holy tales,

You are beyond the transactions of paper gods,

You are beyond the carcass of gods,

Beyond the limits, Beyond the obvious,

You have traveled Beyond the time,

You have become a FREE LIVING SOUL today.

A SQUARE WORLD

The World is Square,

Cementing the sides with slavery,

Building lives in monotonous motives,

Breathing in jaded desires,

Packaged in an illusion,

Shading the colors of divide,

Holding the strings of dead gods,

Fighting with mindless soul,

Waging war in greed and fame,

Shouting loud into hollowness,

Screaming along in the vacuum of ignorance,

Burying the innocence,

Brewing  the prophecy of  dead mechanics,

Mating and making machines,

This World is being built for  dead machines,

Where life will be too SQUARE for “Living  Souls”…

Trance Oblivion.

Holding the glass of sanity,

Smoking the wilderness of solitude,

Life was twirling in a trance...

Walking down into the oblivion,

Treading onto find the meaning in the meaningless,

Far from the noise of hollowness, 

The trail was leading to the end...

End was a way to the unknown future,

The future, that led to her...

Holding her hand, Embracing her soul,

The silence vanished into rhymes of togetherness,

Falling in it's warmth calmness, Winding in the mystic love,

I slept like a child in her arms...

UNKNOWN

Sleep spread its wings, as the reality faded into dreams,

Vivid images of love rained into the soul,

As the tide was floating against time…

Flying away into the trance of happiness,

Far from the outcry of being wanted,

Life was beginning to roll in the parallel axis.

Speaking to the unspoken, loving the unloved,

Sensing the senseless, touching the untouchables,

The disparity was dissolving in the infinity.

Falling into heights of serenity, losing all the memories of past,

I was beginning to fall in love with the UNKNOWN again…

Swiping Lives.

I swiped  the card and entered the perfect world.

You could get love with a swipe,

You could get trust with the magic swipe,

You could fulfill your desires, but you have to swipe.

You are nothing without the card, you are everything with the  goddamn swipe.

That day I lost the invaluable card, I couldn't swipe anymore,

I was exiled into World of Imperfection,

I was feeling , I was breathing and I was seeing.

I saw the truth in the sweat of old lady wading the wrath of sun,

I saw the hope in the eyes of a man who was lying in death bed,

I heard the love in the lullaby of a mother, who couldn't feed her child,

I felt the warmth of happiness in the embrace of a mother who had lost her child.

This was the World that wasn't perfect, yet was alive with these  feeble heart beats.

A Fraid Tale

The times that was being contemplated in her dreams was eroding,

Reality was bleeding in the soul that was caged…

“Hold me tight, don’t wake me up”, she screamed in the vacuum,

But the fangs of truth was hurting, the sedation of lies was evading her,

She was fighting her worst enemy, her Self that was created on lies,

Beautiful yet deadly, Silent yet poisoned,

She was selling her to the Self, which made her soul indebted.

It had given her orgasms, that was as hollow as her soul,

Never ever realizing she was twirling in the abyss.

Winding and rewinding in the transactions,

She had become a product on display.  

Selling her to Self, selling the life,

She was being comforted in the lies of silence,

But it had to end, the time had to sieve in the reality,

Now she was realizing the lies of her Self.

It had tormented her badly; it had made her weak.

Never had she thought, it would strangle her into the darkness,

Never had she thought, it would throw her in the emptiness…

Holding on to her last breath, she had a fraid tale to tell.

Trail of Solitude

Down the by-lane, there stood a girl,

Lost in her memories, lost in thought,

Her eyes sunk in the land of the lost...

She wore a veil of mystery, with a trail of sadness,

She was trembling as the fear strangled her soul...

There was a pain that was hidden in every glance she gave,

Every breath she took reminded her of the past.

Her faith was raped, raped by the blinded followers, 

The tears was the prayer that rolled by,

The trail of blood was the testimony...

Her voice never reached the dead god.

The moment was frozen in blood and lies...

She stood alone in the crowd, as the past buried her present,

She was melting in the cold trail of mist...

BLACK TRUTH

As moments pass by, I am breaking myself,

I am feeling incomplete and hollow,

Moments just before, just before, wish I could bring back.

It could have saved us, It could have made us complete,

Darkness is slipping in, and I would bask in it,

I will embrace it, like I embraced you,

It will be pure, It will make me complete…

The answer I will find, the answers that lied deep inside you,

I will find the answer in the darkness of truth…

                                                                                                

                                   - Dark Knight Rises                                          

SHUT UP

Why can’t I just shut up?

Why can’t I follow the tide and time?

Why am I fighting against everything?

Why can’t I follow the rules?

Am I an insane running away from something?

Am I a dead living inside a dream?

Why can’t I just be a slave like everyone?

?Why can’t I be just invisible

Am I just an illusion of my thoughts?

Or just a question without an answer…

Wish I knew the answer, wish I lost my memories.

Wish I just faded in the dust of lies…

But Lies hurt me more, lies of religion and god,

Ignorance has blinded them all; I won’t be blinded by those lies,

Those preachers who spread the lies,

They had made me sick and weak, but not anymore…

Those imaginary fables won’t slave me anymore,

Those mortal gods in your mind won’t screw me anymore,

I am not going to Shut Up anymore, I can’t take it anymore…

- KIDDO

Anti-Freedom Prophecy

It's amazing to live  life in the wings of freedom, but in the freedom lies the solvent of slavery...

From the moment of physical excitement that paved way to conception of your existence; nine months of solitude and thrown out into wilderness...the freedom was always illusive. The birth was confined in the ambition of the parents and while growing the tentacles of education and educators enslaved the thoughts that castrated the gateway to freedom; to think free and dream.

For the survival and security, adulthood embraces a job. A job like a good foe destined to suffocate and strangle.

The journey takes a wild turn when love blooms and life smell the scent of virgin freedom. Illusive it is when the dream wakes you up, and chain of slavery embraces two distinct souls. In the midst, it had an again paved way to another seed of divine prophecy :the circle of vicious slavery.

Until the life confronts with the final question, never-ending battle for the illusive continues...

Parasitism and DEMOCRAZY

India with multitude culture, language and vivid religious disparities proudly represents the largest well represented democracy. Democracy 'for', 'by' and 'of' the people which constitute in terms of economical balance of justice which ironically is blind and dumb.

Democracy sometimes too complex and obnoxious for the people who weigh less than the foot of a political representative, it stands out as comedy that reflects the pathos.

Equation of power attributed by same democratic skeleton with muscles empowered by economics, the democracy changes the interpretation to justice and equality which is diluted, manipulated and refined.

It's selfless sacrifice of many to serve the few that has evolved a new paradigm and meaning for Parasitism; it's called Democrazy.

viral ILLUSION

Bloody rain and its monotonous rhythm of melancholy, 

Something deep inside was strangling and holding in the twilight. 

I never felt so weak and slaved,

Emotions down-poured as if splitting you far into wilderness...

Time crawled and so did the tangle of emotion strangling tight,

The past loving with an innocent kiss fulfilled its destiny with deadly stab,

present was as meaningless was the future.

Loneliness had a definition of companionship, dreams with sting of reality,

I within myself was being diminished with every moment being passed by,

It led me into another World of Illusion...