Tuesday, July 19, 2016

No One Can Live For Me

No one can see the things I see
I walk this road alone

No one can tell me how to be
It is my destiny

There is no right, there is no wrong
There is no place where I belong

Saturday, October 26, 2013


 Oh the Jester!

How often he repeats, and repeats, the same old wisdom

but in vain

when consciousness could give birth to

hand prints

wood blocks


perception of colours

so much more that can't be conceived

like a child

and yet

a few never give up


it is us


Monday, August 06, 2012


I had a boy
we took a train
it went very far
with travelers in rain

we reached a beach
spoke to the clouds
watching the rain
drowning the waves

then came a home
in a coconut grove
I had a fever
that put me to sleep

we bought little soap
and a took a tiny boat
the waves were gone
leaving us behind

we walked on and on
and the land ended
the train came back
whistling through nights

we only had love
and drowning waves
he took a train
and never saw him again

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Thursday, July 12, 2012


So how come you are not real anymore/
What do you mean by real>
You know when you do things you always wanted to do rather than+++
rather than what%%%
do what you think you should do$
It's a choice one has to make *
but this is not even a choice<<< it's absolute crap::: you are making and selling crap and for what&
It's what everyone wants£
that's not true~~~
It's either that or a lifetime of misery?
And now a lifetime of discontent@ You are not real anymore||| You never were""" You are not my anymore!!!!!!!

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Monday, July 09, 2012


Delivery boy where you at
the silent city calls out

"Why don’t you come back to me
And make me see your day

When did you meet them
And when you didn’t

Everyday was a journey
From beginning to an end

As she stood there
Waiting with her eyes

You could see her
But she was bloody blind"

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Sunday, July 08, 2012


It must 
the time 
of great 
and change 
or else 
it must 
be time.

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Tuesday, June 12, 2012


It always rains when he comes 
so no one can see your tears

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Wednesday, June 06, 2012


Once a mad man
Made a mad film
They called it mad
Because that is
 the word 
closest to it

The mad  man was every one
Of them
But they were too blind

You see they knew everything
And hence they knew everything
But they did not know their self

So only a mad man
Made a mad film
and it was called
the mad
you should watch it

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