Thursday, December 23, 2010

there aint no love coz u don't think there is

Reading about love
And thinking about the same
The examples of animals
And the stories defamed
Works of fiction
In the tales of truth
When loving you
Listening to you
All I have seen
Is that there is no love
And all futile it has been

The tiring journeys through the days
When sun used to burn my skin , I was awake
I was waiting for love to happen
At dark
moon calls me
says to me
take my coolness
take back life
its been a week
I refused
I resorted back to slow death
I was waiting for love to happen

Without the smokes
Without all the black drinks
Without the coolness to take my bodies heat
Without the silence
Without stars
Without the optimum capacity
Without my brain
Without you anymore near me
With all the electromagnetic waves
And with all this vast amount of networked information
I was waiting for love to happen

And I'm still waiting
U cant stop me from that
I will wait for you with what all is left
I will wait for you till you are breathing
I might wait for you till your last breath
I will wait for you till your death

Wednesday, December 01, 2010

y cant i see anything?

May b ur 2 busy getting things done
May b this is what u like
may b ur thinking this is life
May b u also care for me
But this aint what i see

May b i was wrong when i first saw u
May b time we spent together was just made so
May b u were listening 2 me
May b u read what i write
But this aint what i see

Mayb ur life would be better without me
Mayb one day u will finish ur work
Mayb one day u will be free
U will remember me
But this aint what i feel
This aint what i see

Mayb one day distances wont increase by talking
May b one day u will see me as ur frnd
May b one day i wont wait for ur texts
May b one day u will call me
but this aint what i feel
This aint what i see

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

near death experience

As i was standing here

Though iam fullt covered

I can feel the air inside me

Pls sm1 save me from parv

I dont want to die

Then parv me once in his lifetime asked

He asked me to dissolve inside the nicotine filled core

I felt peace

Away frm wrld

I felt like there is nothing

I didtnt want parv to be like this

I allowed him to die

I forced him to be dead

I wasnt thinking anything

I just felt like i have a purpose

That has beem fulfilled

When i felt like nthing

And parv was feeling nthing

I was luking down

Telling my self it was nthing

Just a matter or seconds

i would be dead

i will be meeting the ultimate consciousness after that

The it all just finished

Now iam here

Just luking forward to mans need

Just eating

That wasnt i was meant to be

That is not what i can see

past experiences

As i turn the fan

I smell the smoke of cigg 3 days back

I know what u know no bdy does

Is unknown to human kinds

i owe u an apology

I showed u these things

I made u hear pain

and this our last day together

Is not as it should have been

Sunday, November 21, 2010

a wrong decision

After dragging the soul out

I tried to cover the void

But that can’t covered or healed

The wound will remain open

For everybody to see

That I’m the one who traded his soul

I’m the one who traded his soul for nicotine and alcohol

And I’m the one with no soul inside me

 

Still unknown to me is

Why couldn’t I just trade my feelings for the same?

Maybe I was thinking I can change this time

I was dreaming of light

But now with everything shared

I’ll have to live with no soul and this wound always paining inside

 

i shouldn’t have just shared it,

I should have given it time and smokes to dissolve

I should have known by now that

I have a mouth to speak

I have ears to hear

And I have eyes to see

But there isn’t anything for sharing inside me

 

This place says nothing

Listens nothing

But can read

And is the second best friend I have

This is the place I can’t leave

part of my life now

and now there is guilt inside me

I shared it with you and not this place

And now it is written with ink for years to come

And for everybody to see

Sunday, November 14, 2010

The Proposal

 

Dopamine, I’m tired of it

Self-produced

I hate the process and the result

I hate what it is doing to me

and I hate to see what I have become

now I’m dependent on it

on its source

and I will get over it

but the process will take time

and will surely ask for nicotine in return

hard as it is, is my life

(this is)/you-r making it worse

because I know

trying to control this dopamine’s source

will kill it ones for all

Saturday, October 30, 2010

soul sold

Do I look scary without my soul?
I gave it away in return of some nicotine
I gave it away for alcohol
never belonged to me
no right answer
I was too blind to see
I was always dying
I was fucked up for 22 years with this traitor inside me
It always helped my Enemies
Never letting me free
I used to feel it at night
Craving for nicotine and alcohol like me
I used to give the it none
Ha ha ha :) nicotine is purer and expensive
And was better for the services I got in return
To burn it would have been my last wish
It wanted to see it black and high in smokes
I would have loved to see it melt
I would have loved to dance in the rain of molten soul
Then I realized the matter is grave, and I gave it instead
So it finally helped me
It helped my finally to sleep, get high and get to bed
Now I feel light With this void
And I want to feel even lighter
Thinking of letting go my heart, my veins
Im thinking of letting go my skin
Letting go everything till my nicotenious blood remains
Because I can’t die now
I got no soul
And no matter what I do
For its colour maybe a little shy
That black thing will remain here
I know souls never die.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

learn from lives people

Everyday when I get up and see
I don’t feel the way I shoud about the lives arnd me
They will walk and learn with the same ways
For centuries to come
They don’t get what a person thinks when he dies
They don’t get what he worked for his entire life
They don’t get why he was born and why you are here too
They don’t get what they are supposed to.
That’s why I admire you
For we care about gandhis living
We care about the how nations are building
We care for a track in 250gb disk
Because we care for life and simultaneously for risks
Humans never worked for abstraction
They never care for building a life inherited from other
Everybody wants to party but nobdy wants to host
Nobdy cared for the knowledge of lives, imp and lost
I admire you because
we have shared moments
we have shared closeness
we shared all we got
but the unique thinking was never shared
that’s why we were together and fight a lot
//here both abstraction and inheritance are used with respect to computer terminology
//reffer wo wikipedia for more information

Tuesday, March 09, 2010

void Care(){return NULL;}

Untitled

aint it right?

who gave some1 this right to give me life

Struggling at every step

gaining pain to feel alive

striving to take air in,

why some 1 gave me this life?

 

I'm no happy no more,

and i hate to be so

can’t a sad 1 be alive?

why every 1 keeps yelling,

forcing me to buy a life?

 

its better to be dead than to be dying

its better to be SAD than to be alive

why cant i decide when to live and when to cry?

why this world gives me reason to be free?

and than asks me to try until I'm exhausted.

until the reason to try,

is to keep trying until I Die

who gave some1 this right to give me life

when I don't want to be alive?

define – Friends

we make friends or they make us?

when iam fucked up they are supposed to stay

when i can see anything people say friends make way

we make friends or they make us?

tough one to answer

but as they say,

there isn't much difference

friendship and love-

at an appropriate hour at appropriate day

they both decay

they both stink

with same familiar smell

that can take your life away

 

when one is alone he is good

in a company drinks repay

they say

so, are these things the ones that are supposed to stay?

when they cant see beyond drugs

how can they show me the way?

 

the relationships, all of them

they appear to be making you strong they sometimes support you

but they make you connected, dependent, weak,

these things make us

INCOMPLETE