May You Stay Forever Young

If you smile in all your photos
you frown in your sleep.

If you are always happy
you misunderstand happiness.

If you always talk of beauty
your dreams are marred.

If you look beyond horizons
you don't see far.

If you long for distant voices
you listen so bad.

If you laugh at all the jokes
you are all alone.

If you keep thinking always
nobody loves you.

Bastards

Bastards...
sing
and not just listen.

Bastards...
seek
and not just rebel.

Bastards...
create
and not just appreciate.

but alas!
Bastards
you will always remain bastards.

Clueless

We pretend certain things-
half of which we want to be and half we don't.
Are we clueless?

No matter what language you choose-
there goes your excuse!
Are you clueless?

I was a void longing to be filled
meanwhile I fell in love with emptiness.
Am I clueless?

Hidden Prepositon Song

They will say it all
They will understand nothing.

They will appreciate things
They will value nothing.

They will give visions
They will see nothing.



You sowed a seed
You gained nothing.

You stood so tall
You counted nothing.

You accessed knowledge
You learnt nothing.



I imitate them
I create nothing.

I follow you
I find nothing.

I adore myself
I am nothing.

A Poet's Pen Is Now A Keyboard.

Who says it takes a moonlit,
star-studded night
with cool breeze
for the sweep of imagination
and a great work of art ?

All it takes is an empty room
with dumb,vegetable like PC,
a history of arid misfortunes
with a few exceptional showers
and you get it alright !

A poet's pen is now a keyboard.

Sleep to Peace

Seems like its all so messed up.
Is 'God' a good looking voyeur?
or just a word that's way tossed up.
well, my friend... bonjour !

The time and space where we are, is the luck.
but luck is so in alliteration with fuck !

Strange surprises on your way
don't let your mind astray.

Sweetheart don't worry about parched lips
I shall seal it again with a kiss.

Put all your fears to exile
you have worked hard on me to allure
I see it in your tense smile.
but I have to die again for sure.

Hopeless and torn I wander
with doubts and fear,I wonder
but in my dreams I surrender

Why some of them are so happy?
Do you know why rest are afraid ?
Everything is so crappy
I shall sleep now -
having it all said.