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Saturday, September 10, 2011

Lost

To be lost is a feeling I am trying to understand
Is it because I miss home?
I can hardly try to see or is it possible that I can?
Suddenly I feel I don't want this anymore
And suddenly I feel its not me that I am
Is it this thing called anomie? Does it happen to everyone
When they are away from their clan ?
I want a hug, I want to feel that I belong. But lost I feel
Marx say's it signs of alienation. Anomie? Really? Oh damn!
I don't know what I am doing, or why the doing
Distanced by these capitalists. I'm engulfed by this sham
Does he say how to reverse the symptoms?
Or do I wait for the big bang?

If he does, I don't know how to.
Now I know how honeybees feel
When the product of their labour is taken away
And they are left with nothing, not even a meal
Do we own their honey? No we don't
But to us it isn't a big deal
What if the honey bees could talk?
A revolution? ... To the gallows, without appeal

Is it just me? Or are we turning insensitive?
Don't we need more than an equal society?
Why can't we smile as we let nature live?
What's the use of all this piety?
When from our hearts we pause to give?

Cheers
=>>stone with a heart

Sunday, September 12, 2010

This is something I cannot explain

Putting it in words, I know is lame
But I'm still gonna try and stake my claim
To everything of those that comes along with fame

Have I ever told you the story of the bowling ball and the pin ?
A story that coincided thanks to a little bit of sin?
I think it was raining, maybe I still hear the din
And the story says of stuff those two ate off a tin

It was like a meeting which happened to wait
Like bowling balls that usually roll on straight
A beginner tried cos she couldn't just wait
The ball rand down the gutter like the one she ate

The next try was better cos the player was better
It didn't go into the bunker, for him t'was a sitter
The ball to the pin, one whack which was bitter
But that was fun as well as unfetter'ed

That match was winner and the winner kept all
Both the ball and the pin he hung on his wall
They knew it was special from the beginning of fall
Cos however unlikely they were made for it all

Happy birthday

Friday, March 19, 2010

Satisfaction

When you know... you know . And there are no two ways about it

And its when you really know that your heart fills up to shout it !
Life is a blessing, thank you. Full of joy and bliss, a little bit
The tough times are called for, to make you go through deep shit
So friends see you through, in love your life is lit
They keep you going, always in your fighting fit
So you smile through every challenge, and on the bench never sit

Its all about that feeling, that ever lasting warmth
When you know you given it your all sincerely
And when you know anyone else can't
You then smile to yourself and tell your ears
Good job boy. You've done it all, anymore you shan't

There is no point running into a brick wall
But sitting there and admiring the murals is a different thing
So be careful and watch so you don't fall
Because satisfaction is a lot less about chasing
And a lot more about about having a ball

=>> stone with a heart

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Weird Joy

There is something funny about today and the lights

The air has started tasting like Danish delight !
And totally I must say, fear has taken a flight

I'm smiling more than ever. God damn! you're right!
The joy that is given when you fly a kite :)
You wouldn't even care if the fish don't bite ,
As long as you have that pack of 20 lites

I don't really care if she dances all night
If she thinks I'm crazy or if I'm not so bright
What would it mean if I'm a hooker tonight
I don't care if she cares, more so. in spite

I'd sit on that table sipping on my coffee
I watching her wait tables and her eyes to see
I'd never really try or give a second glance for she
When she looked straight at me would know it was me

Why is the world filled with such comedy ?
People think status quo is such a tragedy
I think its a boon more than a baddie
And I'm high on happiness, like on toddy ;)

=>> stone with a heart


Monday, March 15, 2010

Don't

I don't want you to be mine

I don't want to cross the line
Watching you and i'm just fine
This just gets better, just like wine

When you smile my heart explodes
And I go knocking from door to door
When I'm searching for some more
Reason to make you smile ; just like before

I don want you to love me
I don know if this is love
All I want, to see you happy
All I want, to see you smile

I'll move the mountains and split the seas
I'll catch the birds and bring the bees
All I want to see you jump glee
You . Me . The sunset . Finally

... after thought

Sometimes I let my mind think
How strange this has turned out to be
Reminding me of a story, a reverie
One none knows, because it was, what it was
A canvas of life for me to paint
Happiness a story a new foray
Never ever to be told
With bated breath, for a nod . Oh Pray!

Saturday, September 19, 2009

180 And a Leap of Faith

Life's a funny fish,

Funnier than fate if you'd wish
The things you'd turn back on n relish
Funky tastes is what life's dish

A year ago I wasn't I,
You wan't to know who?
I'd rather not lie

It wasn't a pleasant place to be
I was turning into something
Something which wasn't me

And life took a turn, a whole new turn
And I let my old past just rot and burn
A new sense of belonging, everyday I learn
A lot better things than the geeks at CERN

There's a lot of colour, love and care
Something that before just wasn't there
I can now be me, I can dream to dare
Without being judged I can shamelessly share

It all began with a leap of faith
And all of a sudden I found me true trait
And then I dumped my emotional freight
I trusted my teacher and jumped in straight

From then on, there's been no looking back
A family I have from here to Iraq
With a sense of belonging I am put on track
I am here to save the world, which has gone just whack


=>> stone with a heart


Thursday, September 17, 2009

Not Mine

Maybe it was destiny, don't know if it was fate

It's been so long ago, I've even forgotten the date

Like a shinny object on display
It caught my eye and showed the way
I asked the shopkeeper, you know, 'if I may?'
And he politely said, 'No, not today'

I was a little disappointed, I was a little sad
But I now knew what I wanted so very bad.
It gave me warmth and I felt much too glad
Feeling young again, like a jumpy little lad

The next day I came and my smile turned to frown
Someone had taken it, someone from downtown.
They said he looked evil and that he always wore brown
And he sometimes part-timed as a sad circus clown

I knew it then, it will never be mine
Just like I could never catch the morning sunshine
So I'll wait for something better, something divine.
And till then, Oh please, will you just let me whine !