A favouriate song of mine.

Song: C'est la vie Artist :Ub40 ================== A woman came and said to me She'd seen a lady sell her baby For ten or twenty dollars maybe And everybody thinks she's crazy They're too blind to see She never failed to call attention To the things we never mention Real horror, daily, courtesy of your TV C'est La Vie Chorus A woman came and said to me Now listen very carefully There's brother killing brother People living on their knees Biting sugar coated bullets For the pain of this disease C'est La Vie A woman came and said to me She had a husband on an island Found his body on a wasteland Soldiers came and took him Just to torture her you see All alone she mourned her lover Crossed the sea to find a brother Maybe he could help her get her baby back for free C'est La Vie Chorus

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musings

I roam,
beside the space where you exist,
pause once to look,
pause at that thought,
walk on,
only to turn around and call out to my soul,
standing there, looking at you,
as if transfixed,
with the strongest of the will,
they very soul that is afraid of belonging,
and being belonged,
from the perils that life has seen,
I walk back to it,
whisper inot my soul's ear,
It turned around.
looked at me,
smiled in a tear drop and held my hand,
we walked along,
away,
to share a hot cup of coffee and a smoke.

Two Minds

The poem below was written in collabloration with someone who inspires me. Each second para of it is by her

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Frost on my window pane,
the lillies are dying,a slow death, but they fight,
against the cold and ice,
in search of a sunbeam
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I want you to wake up and feel the warmth,
shiver in my coziness, wish away the clouds,
silver lining come and wrap us up in a precious coccoon,
so tender, so secure.
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away from the darkness i turn to walk,
the light seems to die out,
as if fate itself is a slave,
to the pains of longings and living on
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all that matters is that glimpse of hope,
and not all those jewels of paradise
all that matters is one glimpse of hope
when you look into my sight,
when you look into my vision.
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only to blur in the distance,
like the sun setting on my back ,
as i walk away from living,
while nature mocks me,
i walk staring to the ground,
imprisoned in grief

Let go

Lost in the shadow,
of a thought where I belong,
in shades of longing and loving,
I explore my belief,
of being in love,
I know the feeling exists,
I try to drown it,
once bitten twice shy,
for I touched the moon once,
and it makes me afraid,
so amidst the poisoned hemlock blooms,
under the cover of the night,
past the witching hour,
I just close my eyes and feel,
my lips move but no one can hear me,
for they listen with their ears,
when I speak in the language of the heart,
so I rule,
In my destiny,
in the ruins of my past,
crumbling before me,
this time I let go,
for this time I understand love....

Hide In The Shadow

Rainy Country side,
walks in the rains,
the sun engulfed in a misty swirl of the clouds,
like me in thoughts,
of someone, distant, distinctly new,
a presence that prowls my thoughts,
to enchant me,
lure me,
I walk blinded,
not bewitched by its beauty,
not by its grace,
nor even its existence,
I walk for I feel contented,
feel it invoke peace in me,
some part of me that is still alive,
some part of me that still feels,
you stir the life in it,
like water to a dying plant,
that has been dying,
in thirst of water,
I look at the sky,
I see your presence, end to end,
the sky coloured, amethyst,
sparkles,
I call out to you,
hiding in the shadow,
shy,
afraid to stand in the same light as you,
afraid to lose sight of your shadow even,
losing myself after finding,
over and over,
Finally understanding,
love and joy,
in solitude,
healing in my fate,
wishing,
someday…
maybe….
when…

Darkness

I realized that I can pretend to be everyone and everything but deeper in my mind I am just me, something I cannot fool, I have been trying that since 14 years now. I am fighting a losing battle.

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Darkness
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Black as the night,
beyond the realm of light,
trapped amongst my mind,
as if amongst stone walls,
crying to be set free,
away from the bonds of living,
to never feel again,

I try,
To curb the endless desire of smiling,
that rises like the tide in me,
only to dry up each time it does,
either by my doings, or my fate
my past, my future,
surrounded in the colour,
the same one of the night.

Without words the voices scream into me,
as if to breathe into my lungs,
to augment my pains,
to make me curdle with fright,
as if to nullify the existence of joy itself,
beyond the grasp of my understanding,
my heart longs to smile,
even when it is not destined to.

To frighten me from joyous things
for it gifts me sorrow when turned overleaf,
My heart still walks to it,
uncontrolled, unshaken,
determined to smile,
hoping to maybe some day,

I caught it today,
in my palms,
stared at it,
cried and pleaded,
for I saw it bleed,
in stillness
loneliness,
surrounding me,
trapped in the prison of dark pain,
Darkness.....
Unending......
Pain...........
Sorrow....

Unuttered

Beneath the tide,
somewhere on the open seas,
in my haunting memories,
I see you sitting on some rocks,
golden locks, playing the conches,
where the seagulls fan you with their gentle wings,
and the fishes move in silent schools,
catching a glimpse of you,

I just walk by when I see you,
when awake and aware,
for I fear the very nature of possession,
for me it is boundless,
but I roam,
possessed,
bewitched by your very presence,
to just turn and look straight,
but my stare never goes beyond your shadow,
as if it fears too,
to stop from painting another soul,
onto a canvas, my eye white,
wiped clean from the last image that burnt,
made them wet,
hurt,

so I choose to hide in my own,
shadow and self,
to never think beyond,
just the inspiration,
for it binds me back to reality,
a place where I smile, cry and fall back,
and let go,

I met life,
hiding in my heart,
I live in it again,
alone,
I accept the fate, this time again,
only to keep the smile on,
on your face and mine…
in silence……..

Inspire me

Hey Guyz I think this is what I can best paint……..on my new inspiration…. Any guesses? 

like stone ridges,
entering the flesh,
while I walk in the water,
unaware that it is turning red,
as the water soothes the cut,

The depth just draws me
deeper into it,
as if it seems to call me,
the mist on the river’s surface,
weaving me images of silence,
killing my will,
forcing me to submit,
subject,
relentlessly,


To haunt me,
as if a spell cast,
unshakeable,
I surface,
try my formal denials,
shout as if i want to be freed,
But I dont let out my voice,
as if mocking myself,

at her brown locks,
watching her,
with closed eyes,
as if ignoring the very tug,
the presence and movement generates,
bewitched,

I turn around,
walk to the door,
turn back,
she seems to have hidden,
as if lost in the mist,
like the mist itself…..

I missed the Rainbow

I was afraid,indoors and hiding,
when the thunder struck,
the rains lashed at my door,
I clinged to my pillow,
undeneath the bed,
where I hid,

I fell asleep,
the rains ceased,
the sun came out,
the birds sang,
the breeze blew cool,

I was lost in sleep,
and my fear kept me hidden,
I awoke and looked out my window,
i saw an arc seven coloured wide,
stretching across the heaven, fading,
I wish I had been up earlier,
conquered my fright,

For I could have caught the rainbow,
in all its glory,


I shall fear no more,
for the storm brings me the colours,
makes me smile,
makes my heart joyful,
I shall hide no more,
I am not afraid anymore….

Pictures

The Powers of imagination

I am back to normality but then I visited soulless's blog and realized that I want to write on something sad, and I met Julia as well and told her a sad story, so here it comes, hope you all like this.

 

Silent Whispers.

Deafening,
as if to shatter my existence,
I hear you calling me,
as if the wind mocks me,
teasing me, to make me wilt,
cry in agony,

I was at the edge of the cliff,
hanging,
you just came visiting to loosen my grip,
I lost it,
I fell,
into love,
into a pain that it spawned,

I looked at you at my descent,
my fall that destiny named it,
as if into a bottomless pit,
I watched your face smile,
watching my soul trying to escape,

I fell to the ground,
I picked up myself,
walked uphill,
only to find you gone,
lost into the pages of my past,
stained with tears,
mine,

I sat at the cliff,
trying to reconstruct,
fragments from the memory,
like a puzzle missing most pieces,
only to lose my self in your thoughts,
absence got the better of me,

and you walked away,
my life accompanied you,
so did my smiles and little childish joys,
I now await,
as if in tranquil,
waiting for me to cease,
silently whispering,
begging to be liberated form pain.

I Dream, So I Am

Touch your dreams,
Soar amongst the silvery clouds,
Skywrite your name,
Off white, like cotton,
On the blue fabric,
The sky.
Spread above, Unreachable to one who cannot dream,
My realm is there,
Amongst those birds that fly,
High, far away from the ground,
This keeps me tied,
In longings and sadness,
I glide there,
Spreading my wings,
Watching the world below,
Fading behind me on the horizon,
Reminiscing of what was my past,
Only the moments of happiness and love,
I exist, I live on,
I’m a hero to my own self,
Flying farther into a voyage,
A journey of self discovery,
Immersing myself in the morning light,
Fresh,
Untouched by tears, neither mine nor yours,
I smile in its essence,
I dream, so I am.

Absolut Vodka Explained.

Well Hey I wrote Absolut Vodka as I love the 'Absolut Vodka' Campaign

'The Absolut vodka campaign showing the giant cold bottleincreased sales from 54000 cases to 2. 4 million cases in one year'

Absolut Vodka is a Swedish brand of vodka, owned by V&S Group, and produced at their facilities near Ũus, Scania in southern Sweden. Building on a four century tradition of producing Vodka at Ũus, Absolut was introduced in 1879 by the entrepreneur Lars Olsson Smith. Absolut is the third largest brand of spirits in the world after Bacardi and Smirnoff, marketed in 126 countries. The largest export market is the United States where close to 73 million litres were sold in 2003. More than 40% of the imported vodka in the USA is Absolut. Much of Absolut's fame is due to its long-running advertising campaign. Started around 1980, and with more than 1000 ads, the ad campaign is the longest running ever. Many of the ads are quite clever, always featuring an Absolut bottle-shaped object in the center and a title "ABSOLUT ____." at the bottom. ABSOLUT MANHATTAN. (http://www.absolutcollectors.com/gallery/ad.cgi?b=letter&l=m&a=manhattan), for example, features an aerial photo of Manhattan where Central Park is the shape of an Absolut bottle.

Absolut Vodka

Beautiful,
like liquid diamond,
Amongst the mountain mist,
I sit sipping,
clear as the finest spring water,
elevating myself to the heaven of peace,
Intoxicating, mesmerising,
erasing the past into a blur,
swirling like smoke that the breeze stirs,
to fragment the memories,
to return me to the reality,
awake, with eyes wide open,
to put me back on my feet,
to dance like a mad man,
enjoying my freedom,
away from the bonds and desires,
that love inculcates,
the vodka,
Makes me breathe easy.

light me a flame

Light me a flame,
make it roar like the strongest inferno,
seperate my freedom from me,
with the inferno in between,
give me pains of longing and absence,
break my will, crush my heart,
make me long for death, try to,
            
            then give me a choice,
            between freedom and desire,
            and hope , inspire,
            paint the pink skies of my world grey,
            frighten me, 

try to turn me indoors,
try to corner me,
try to watch me shed a tear,

            You shall still find me,
            walking amongst the clouds,
            with my feet on this ground,
            through the flames,

my freedom would call me,
build my will, soothe the pain,
and embrace me in it’s arms,

            I was born to be free,
            my brithright,
            I cannot fall,
            be a prey to the cravings,
            of the mortal desires,
            that love contemplates,
            like an ordinary mortal,
           one who fears freedom itself,

I live,
I cherish
my freedom.

Flights Of freedom

An eagle flies overhead,
into the redness of the setting sun,
free, on wings of glory,
of finding the happiness within,
into the red disc on the horizon,
amongst the clouds,

freedom,
from the longings of pains
memory,
to remind ,
to live,
to exist in the present,

far away from the tears
brought by the imagination
and a conjured seperation
where time stood still,

as if trapped
in some prison,

the bird,
by its mere flight,
taught me
guided me,
to break free,

I breathed ,
deep,
the last tear I shed
dried long ,
I smiled,

we exist to add meaning,
but first to smile,
the tears are to dry,
let them.

I awoke,
I walked on,
for I look for a friend,
hidden somewhere,
amongst the pink skyline,

I smile again..

The past being drowned before me.......... Freedom .... Freedom from the mist of the past, my new journey to reclaim my lost friend and to remind all around me is I am the fire itself, awaiting fuel............. not you anymore tiger, i want you back as a friend, for I understand it now. Stay close by, i cannot lose friends who teach me to live life better.........

Firestorm's Freedom

My last few looks at the past..

Firestorm's Freedom

Walking in The Mist

the past loomed around me,
trapped me in a page turned by time,
I awoke, today I flew,
tore the mist, rattled the pages,
to shine like the sun,
wrote my name on the skies
lit up the dark corners again,
that the saddness I felt darkend,

I rise out now
watch the mist swirl,
beneath my wings as I take flight,
fly with me, I let the cage open,
where I kept you trapped,

I opened my eyes,
heard the new day call,
be my witness, friend, inspiration,
for as I feel the wind on my face,
it’s chill shall fade

I dared, I could,
and on my newfound wings of freedom
I ask you to fly along beside,
as friend, as a traveller,
to meet me and bid goodbye often,
to remind me of the joys of life.


I just wanted to say that I understand, and all I ever shall need from you is something you can give, I want my friend back, I have been lost, sad and upset for reasons that you can and have the rights to call outrageously dumb, I promise I shall abide by the rules, and that I am sorry and I promise that you will not have a chance to complain anymore. Please consider my plea tiger.

P.S.  Tiger is something I have to call you as that is what I want you to be, something that is power, and untamed, that is what we all are buddy, you, me, Raj,Rahul are. Nothing short of tigers.

Prisoner of your absence

I feel the flame burning,
that burns me,
the flame called your absence,
the very one that also warms my soul,
with your thoughts,
makes me long to catch your glimpse,
to laugh with joy like a child,
as a daisy bloom feeling the first rains,
to feel and live in each fraction of the second,
to add meaning to my life,
for you touch the soul of mine,
that now is a prisoner,
on its knees, looking at the skies,
asking to be enchanted,
once again, to break the curse,
to purify my belief of loving you,
to love you a little more,
to crave for your presence,
only to speak to you,
not be loved ,
but to love you,
unconditionally and till time is time.

In Silence.

A feather, gentle, light and floating,
Landed beside me,
White, of a crane, flying overhead,
Into the morning sun,
I knew, another day had come,
To remind me of you,
To look into the mirror,
To blink at me lost in your thoughts,
To soothe the pain of my aching heart,
Beating in your absence,
That longs to witness,
A glory I call you,
What you are, nothing short of,
One that changes my very life,
The absence overpowering,
Breaks me apart,
While your thoughts mend me back,
To shatter and mend again,
As if my circle of life exists,
Revolving around you,
Chained to loving you,
The way you are,
The way you hurt,
The way you heal,
All that is you,
As I watch you grow on me,
In pain, absence, love and longing,
In silence…………..

Untitled.

The sands of time just pour on,
making me aware of the time flowing,
I turn back, watch you in the past,
recollecting you smile,
casting a glance on the road I see,
my tears tracing my current path,
I question, ponder over your thoughts,
My heart longs
to hear you, see you, know your presence,
To explode in a smile like an innocent child,
to fall on my knees,
to tell you how much I've longed for,
but my silence shall speak for me now,
I won't complain not even ask,
for your choices are my rules now,
I ask to be forgiven, from the heart,
for I ask only one thing, grant me if you may,
to not hate me, and give me all your pain,
I'll hold on to them, hide them in my heart,
watch you smile, and console my heart then,
for you shall know me as someone,
who borrowed your sorrows,
to watch you smile.