The girl with a secret.....

Lets just leave it at that.....


the girl with a secret!!!

simple and sombre at first look
a minute her face took
hiding completely the pain and anger
a calm sea is what it seeemed to bear
with every peal i came to realize
how the look did materialize
respect and awe she seemed to arouse
not lust or hunger to bemuse
the girl with a secret !!!!!

the look of deep hurt it had no trace
the pain of death had no reflection on that face
spellbound she had me for long
respect for her was just too strong
feeling so deep and intense she had
would even wipe hell in its flood
the face that used to make her smile
didnt even see that face on his demise
the girl with a secret !!!!!

emotions and feelings buried deep
not even a provocation could make 'em leap
enduring all with pursed lips
god forbid should something would slip...
death changes one in ways unknown
not in such i could have easily sworn
with every passing second i wonder
how can one still remain to sober
that girl with a secret !!!!!

Circle of life

as the name suggests this piece is about our life - infancy -> adolescence -> mid life -> demise. I have tried to put in a few lines....its my point of view and will definitely vary for others.
so here it is :-

'Circle of Life!!!!'


crackers brusting,full of life
the boy then born is playing with his toy
learning to ride he took a fall
life and love just made their call
still he bore a smile on his face
thinking all was just a devine grace
too pure to realise
too innocent to precieve the evil disguise
circle of life!!!!

adolescence claimed his raw mind
fantasizing about sexes and behind
rosey tunes clamped to his ears
the untamed mind grew out of his years
a cruel game with him was played
like a pawn on the board he was laid
too weak he was to percieve
too ignorant of the darkness to concieve
circle of life!!!!

darkness of life, he could never fathom
wished he later, better it had been the dreaded phantom
after the first bolt that struck
he could never get over the amok
choas was what he wished for after
turmoil was the gift that his existence had to offer
too young to feel the wrath it seemed
too late it was, what he couldn't feel
circle of life!!!!

standing alone, fatigued and dejected
now realising how much he was delluded
no one was there to share the pain
fair is a game that returned no gain
not an exception, he came to realize
its just the events that life, for us organize
too late it was to live any more and mourn
to die now was the only wish he bore...
ending what we know as the circle of life!!!!!!

a wish that everyone has but is granted to none.....

All of us at some point of our lives wish to fly, to be free, to be reckless, to challenge the winds, to touch the clouds, to fly with the birds, etc etc. I can rant on for paragraphs and paragraphs but the bottom line remains the same - we wish we could fly !!!!!!
So this is a piece resonating that very wish which dwells in all our minds, no matter how young or old we are or how physically fit or unfit we are.....we all have this deep seated desire to fly. I just tried to put this in a few lines.....
Its called 'Wings'


White clusters floating by
Seeming like feathers,
So close to me they lie
My zeal never withers.
Fly i want, to heights unknown
Cheating death at every step.....
Off my guard i want to be thrown
Wish i had wings that i could flap.
Envy the birds so much now
Lucky, they have wings
If I only knew to grow a pair how?
No one could stop me from playing with the winds!!!!!

forgotten.....

the days fly by
faster than imagination/ur vision
the pain inflicted by you
still stings as bad as new
everything seems to fade away
i will give anything away
can anyone drive this pain away
nothing seems to help anymore
neither dope nor drugs can give a way,
never felt this so down before
but why is this pain never forgotten?
why cant this be forgotten.....
forgotten...............

every minute seems to linger
time seems to have stopped
now its all bitter memories left
for me to put past
never could tell you that
part of my life were you
if you could feel in a similar manner.........

wish i had never felt that way
never gave way to my feelings
never allowed anyone
to make me feel like shit
should have given time for
the righteous owner
ahhhhhh..........
never felt this miserable before
why cant this be forgotten.....
forgotten...............

we had spent hours on the above lines....but just couldn't find the right tunes.....even some parts still remain undecided......:(

what the kid comprehended!!!!

this is by far the most personal of my feelings that i have tried to express.....whatever i actually felt has been oozed out in the beast possible way i could.....

looking around him
everything so dark and grim....
the kid held out his hand
on his dad'- expecting it to land,
finding nothing but the dark
it all came to him in a rush.....
parents were out helping others
leaving him in the dark to get smothered
never could he comprehend
how could his parents not apprehend!!!!

everytime the phone rang
mommy & daddy were off with a bang
did they ever stop to think?
loneliness to the kid was like a pungent stink
with years the kid felt the same
but to mom & dad it was nothing but a futile game
the same people abused them
like servants they treated them...
never could he comprehend
how could his parents not apprehend!!!!!

day or night, it was the same
for any exuse lame
the kid would be left alone
while mom & dad was gone.
now they have grown old
the kid now is bold....
its time for mommy & daddy to take care
of themselves & stop the philanthropy....
how cant they not comprehend
the simple fact which even a kid could apprehend!!!!!!!!!!

the soul collector...

I will take all your life
I will take all your soul..
I will never die
'cause i am the soul collector......

Angels,they fear me
Demons, they revere me.....
The Devil, he beseech me.....
'cause i'm the soul collector

Rotting bodies - useless
dying s - priceless
Putrid flesh - unbearable
oozing blood - irresistible

to the soul collector!!!!!

why people change so much???

my life revolved around you
didnt think ever to argue
those golden years r gone
the toddler have grown
liked those daz
still i dream n gaze
knowing they will never return
guess why they seem priceless
hoped you would remain the same
reality plays a different game
you would change
i didnt ever imagine so much
i dont even recognise
who you really are?
answer me why
why people change so much???


memeory remains when
you opened all your treasure
rather would spend with you
than those idiots
never found you annoyed
neither a frown
why is it this way now
why now.......
that the very presense
seems to piss you.....
seldom i see that welcomin face
rarely see that soothin smile
feels so claustrophobic
strangled to the last breathe
i dont even recognise
who you really are?
answer me why
why people change so much???

why do people have to change
why do those i love
why those i care for
why those who matter more
why people change so much?????

never did argue with you
actions seemed to say all
not a bed of roses i knew
but why do all thorns before me lay astrew
all the time it same
tired o playin the same game
all conversations turned sour
smiles fadin away in tears
how i want to put things
where they were...........
wish you could feel
as i do now
wish you could see
the pain i am in now
wish you had never changed
wish those days never
passed by..........
help me please
answer me please
why do people change so much????
why do people change
why................


early lines.....