Its Been A While....

Speaking of "Its Been A While", reminds me of this very beautiful song from STAIND another one hit wonder band that I would call them with little exaggeration. But the point that I am making here is that this song had always been kindda inspiration for me... Kindda I could relate myself to this song how f@@@@d up I used to be.... the arrogant the egoist type.... But I am not blogging here about this song appraising it or something...... This title is because Its Been a While since I have written something on my blog.... So here I am back with my Laptop Keyboard clicking @ 50 wpm and me typing crap that comes to my stressed up brain....

Its been a busy week or for that matter of fact its been a busy month with my engagement, my birthday, my fiance's birthday (ya we both are scorpios) and stuff... and dont be surprised, atlast with God's Grace I am engaged... ofcourse to a girl... dont ask me that silly question.... have I ever looked Gay to you..... Gay in the sense Homo Gay and not Happy Gay...

So I was telling you that I got engaged to a girl on 10th of November 2010 a kindda a gay thing to happen in my not so gay life..... This girl is no Meg Ryan, Cameroon Diaz, Angelina Jolie, Catherine Zeta Jones Douglas or some ultra mega modern girl or something, she is an average looking, well bred, in good family, homely and family girl.... the kindda girl I wanted to be with....

1. God saved me from streak of inferiority complexes that I am very immune to...

2. An ofcourse God saved the young lads in my colony who would have had broken jaws, with me breaking them, with them eve teasing my wife.....

My marriage is all scheduled for as on 18th April 2010 provided all goes on well till then.... So that is it for this time, and till next time.... God Bless You All... Take Care.... Chaoooooooo.......

Photo is courtesy : ME MINE AND MYSELF

Mourning Week of Valentine….

Grief-stricken was last week,
A Melancholy of Nostalgias,
I woke up remembering her,
In the mirror I looked I saw her,
In the windows I peeped I saw her,
In the dreams I dreamt I saw her,
In the tears I wept I saw her,
In moons phosphorous glow I saw her,
In the brightest of the stars I saw her,
In the breezes silky touch I felt her,
In the dawns first ray I felt her,
In the sweetest of smell I sensed her,
In the farthest of melody I sensed her,
In the music I listened I heard her,
In the morning birds chirrup I heard her,
In the cutest of jeune fille I admired her,
In desperation I yearned for her,
And I slept commemorating her.

Pronounced as z̸hën fē′y'

In Search of ECSTASY

"SAY NO TO DRUGS AND YES TO LIFE"

Controlling my emotional outflow,
Walking down this hill of sorrow,
Landed in her arms stretched out,
I was mesmerized by her flout.

She consumed me from head to heel,
Gushing through my veins she forced me to kneel,
Her laugh echoed repeatedly in my brain,
In my heart she had spread a sweet pain.

Kneeling down I became her slave,
I was swimming in a euphoric wave,
Pulling me up my sorrows she ripped,
Dumped them away in my heart’s crypt.

I felt as if I was floating in Heaven,
Flying on the back of a dark black Raven,
Everything out there was fascinating,
Cannot imagine, these elations culminating.

Laughing with contempt she was at me,
But how did I find in her laugh my glee,
She was flirting with my fantasy for sure,
But I found my Ecstasy, my feeling assure.

New Age Estranged Buddha Friend

This one goes to my friend Siji,


New Age Buddha gets his enlightenment.

Rain on the brain, well; she is the perfect stranger
She’s so strange; you don’t know a single thing about her
Can’t you tell apart the blacks from white; she is so distant like a satellite.
Rebel and a liberator, find a way to charge your Cellulite

Bird has flown away; empty cage is all you got.
She was never meant to stay, empty cage is all you got.
To keep her caged would just delay the spring.
Rebel and a liberator, It’s time to break the rusty cage & run.

Cheers,

Peter


This one goes to my friend Peter.

Estranged Friend

I think my so called friend,
doesn't understand me for sure,
all these days I had been pestering my brian,
to estrange her, No Stranger for me I know.

My dear so called friend,
has estranged me from him in his words,
I used to feel he understands me,
Were all those caring words all frauds.

I had never tried to cage a bird,
My friend you got me all wrong,
spring is what I always sought,
I thought I had your support, so strong.

Cheers

Siji

High on Crystal Methamphetamine

I am a socially responsible being and my advise to all would be "LOVE LIFE HATE DRUGS"... ....  "DRUGS ARE FOR LOSERZZZ"

“Tinas” got me wild, she had cut through my veins,
I am hallucinating, Somethings creeping in ma brains
I am losing everything I have, “Crystal” she is grave,
I got to start all over again, “Meth” has made me brave,
Stuck in this repeating cycle, starting time and time again,
“Glass” enhanced stamina, I could dance all night without pain,
My senses all gone numb, I am like sinking in quicksand,
“Speed” gave me wings I am flying, I can no more stand,
My visions all blurred off, My hearts palpitating,
With an increased arousal, seeking partner for m@ting,
“Chalk” is destructive; “Crank” is a fucking hell,
“Ice” has had me in deep shit, This DRUG is such a fucking swelllllllllll……

No Compassion without Sufferings

Heart, Bled, the cries of Sorrow,
I saw this boy, creep in burrow,
He had something in hand,
Dug from moist sand,
It wriggled and squirmed,
In his small fist, so grimed,
Down, below, in the nether
Laid his hungry, sick mother,
Could see in her eyes, Desperation,
Calling out death, to take her possession,
He gave it to her, of course to eat,
She relished on it, was it grilled meat,
Life is being sarcastic, and not me,
With sufferings comes compassion, cant you see…..


A "Sonnet" emphasising the desperation and compassion.....

Revolution

I wrote this for our revolutionary group called "The Industrious Brothers".... We are two now myself and my best pal Peter Damien.. But we are gonna be in trillion, quadrillion, sextillion, septillion... Itzzz gonna be a wave and is gonna be called the Catalyst for the "Third Industrial Revolution"

In my Heart is Valour,
In my arm is Brother,
We are marching ahead,
Blessed by the dead.
Revolution is what we seek
There is no room for the meek
Brave Hearts are bruised
Brave Souls are loosed
Industries are gonna revolve
Through us its gonna evolve
We would lay the stone
Years of imperialism is gone
World! You wait and watch
Industrious Brothers are on the march……..