January 30, 2010


It’s just noise in my head

Can’t figure it out or shut the damn thing.

The frown isn’t leaving my face

It’s all hazy where I’m looking.

It’s taking me down, it’s taking me away

Save me from its clutches, I want to run away!

Sleep is sparse, and dreams are short-lived

Disturbia sings a chaos within

The tumultuous monotony kicking at my sides

It’s a nasty battle that time is winning.

Every little nook and cranny

Of my mind is filled with smoke

Coughing out peace for life

Not many days are left before I choke.

Every time I leave a print behind,

The water comes to wash it away.

With every task not much is done

soon the sun will dive with the day.

It’s taking me down, it’s taking me away

Save me from it’s clutches, I want to run away!

Tyranny of fate kills faster than the brain

The slick murderer himself is short-lived.

so he leaves a bloody legacy behind

he will be remembered not the victim.

With time it will be studied

to decode the sharp noise.

How long have I waited

to hear my own voice.

And then the lull will take over

With piercing quiet, to make a new sound

Only shadows will speak against the walls

Where no light will resound.

It’s taking me down, it’s taking me away

Save me from it’s clutches I want to run away!

January 22, 2010

Coco's a Nut

I really wouldn’t mind if the world calls me a pessimist. Seems like everything in this world needs a label to be understood. So go ahead label me too! What do I care? This world’s a real funny place. As if nature wasn’t crazy enough, humans added their own level of craziness just to make things simpler. And guess what? They just got even more complicated. If some one asked me what I thought about God, I’d say I find it hard to believe that he’s a good person. And all those retards with their annoyingly blind faith that God loves us all, are going to be very disappointed once they are dead. Trust me, if God were a good person, he wouldn’t have created coconuts! I would just say he is a sadistic psychopath. Why would any one in their sane mind create a fruit with such a hard shell? Maybe he didn’t want humans to enjoy it in the first place. I mean… a spherical rock hanging from a tree so tall is the last place where any one would look for water.

And why on earth would any one create mosquitoes? I hardly find them to any good use. And we still have some losers who go about chanting praises about the Oh! So lovely creations by the almighty! These guys need a strong whack on their head to wake them up. Their relentless optimism and belief that the world is a great place to be born in is just utterly disappointing.

Coming back to the coconuts, it’s a very difficult fruit I must say. Changes colours. Has an irritatingly thick jacket of fibre that keeps you away from the water. And the quantity of the fruit inside is just “Disappointing”. It’s like opening a ‘Kinder’ surprise. You have to eat the disgusting paper thin layer of chocolate just to get to the toy in which you would lose interest in a matter of minutes. Out of all the ‘Kinder’ surprises I’ve had in my life, not one gave me a full utility! So where was I...? Ah! coconuts. By now you might be wondering why the hate towards a harmless coconut. Some might even jump to a conclusion (given into consideration my Anti Malayali theories) that it’s just a part of the whole Mallu hatred agenda. Be it any reason, I still hate coconuts. I do enjoy a drink of coconut water every once in a while. But the gods of coconut creation will have to think of a bigger bribe to make me start liking this particularly stupid fruit. Starting from the tree itself, it is ridiculously tall. Can’t provide a decent shade and you can never trust standing under a tree so tall especially when the wind blows. Who knows, the coconut tree gods might just get angry at you for some inexplicable reason and drop a few coconuts on your unsuspecting head! And then all you will do is curse yourself for aimlessly standing there under a tree that doesn’t even give shade, just to be knocked out by the furry cannon balls. Maybe somewhere down, humans do realize that it’s just a joke that God played on them and that’s the reason they go about bursting coconuts at temples. One can totally relate to the anguish that a person feels when bursting those coconuts at God’s feet. It’s like a symbolic expression of showing one’s anger towards all creations of the “Almighty”. Probably man was too scared of swearing at him. You never know. One might just experience coconuts raining from the sky if God figured out why actually we go about bursting coconuts at his place. And since it’s so hard to reach to the fruit inside, humans go about celebrating the meat by using it possibly everywhere! That’s one reason why I don’t even trust south Indian preparations. Trust me everything has coconut in it. A reason why I’m not such a fan of Thai cuisine.

It amazes me how people don’t get bored of the coconut lives they are living. But I refuse to bend before the torture and accept it and worship the fruit like the rest. The Coconut will always remain the stupidest fruit on earth. And for those of you still reading this article, I’m sorry to say this, but you just wasted five very precious minutes of your life reading this useless piece of literature wondering what the fuss was all about.

January 14, 2010

And for a While it Stopped

Crouched upon a rock

Where the waves come wash my feet

The wind caresses my soul

While I rule the ocean on my seat.

The warm sun couldn’t be kinder

With the way it smiles on me now.

I return the favour back up to him

While the waves just dance around.

You come right about then

Whispering sweet lies in my ear.

That’s how you showed me the truth

And got me rid of my fear.

This is the sweet life I always wanted to see

It’s the sweet life where I always wanted to be.

On the distant canvas

Was painted a yellow ship

Doesn’t get closer or far

But it’s still making its trip.

No more words to share

In comfy silence we watch the skyline.

The breeze filling my words

While quietly you decline.

You sit right next to me

Whispering sweet lies in my ear.

That’s how you showed me the truth

And got me rid of my fear.

This is the sweet life I always wanted to see

It’s the sweet life where I always wanted to be.

It’s this feeling of presence

That’s worth more than a lifetime

I’m living this moment

Enjoying the fruits of crime.

Why doesn’t it bother me

If the ship is where I belong?

It’s still cruising on the canvas

While I sit and think this song.

Time has stopped for us

Or is it my innocence

It’s a prank the ocean’s playing

Dancing the same… again and again.

The sun still pouring down

Drenching me in its glow

You sense the games too

That the winds play while they flow.

I cannot find you next to me

Whispering sweet lies in my ear.

That’s how you showed me the truth

And got me rid of my fear.

This is the sweet life I always wanted to see

It’s the sweet life where I always wanted to be.

January 6, 2010

When the Night Falls

Riding upon the mighty stallion

Comes the dark lord.

To many he brought some dread

With the wrath of his sharp sword.

The halo around his head

Lighted up his horns

The peace on his face

wrinkled his eyes forlorn.

‘Tis not the ghouls that he befriended

that coronate the dark lord.

His evils aren’t his mistakes.

He need not forgive the ghosts aboard.

The choices he gives,

mistaken for temptation.

Betray thine cowardice to excel,

gore through the fog towards illumination.

The saint in white will be worshipped

rarely out of love,

‘Tis the fright of the dark lord,

pushing the dark below and the light above.

The terror of the dark

and the comfort of the light,

makes the fool see

mere black and white.

By only the lost and the messed

will the gray be seen.

Both are stealthy allies.

For the victims, as enemies they feign.

The moon darkens the sun

overwhelming the shine.

The solar halo crowns Luna

through the eclipse benign.