A simple wave flows, a ripple left on the surface,

The splash of a leaf unheard but by one.

Refreshed to the bone, a rustle of joy,

Not to invent, but to discover is the journey

Silver streak of moonbeam,

sparkle drip admist the silence,

a frog horn blares,

winters end.

Light

A block of light, peircing through,

a drape of dark spread over too,

A hidden prism of joy.

A new one, after a long time =)

This blogs still kickin.. ^_^

Wind

Wind

"Changing winds, Blowing smoke from my chimney over me
I stand there letting the foul wind wash over.
As if to repent, the same wind blows,
over my heart, A peaceful calm."

New direction

Hey guys,
Since im evidently not posting anything new nowdays, you must have figured that im not writing much in the poetic category. A new fancy seems to have struck me and i plan to write little english Haiku. They are open to interpretation, but i shall not be disclosing they'r meaning to anyone (no, not even you, you noe who you are!).
Quietly lets go =)

Shaddup!

Shaddup!

alrite its time to getting yapping,
sit down and bang your head, hard rocking.
all this time i thought i was just gonna stand by and keep watching,
but now i know that im just meant to be jamming

dont matter if i am the one writing,
dont matter where the hell iv been hiding
all tht matterz be that im still fighting
time to time, here now, not now, but still writing

i dont miss all thats happening
its all the little changes that are changing
the world dont stop, it keeps moving,
every morning be all bout how the dayz gonna be hanging.

stiffled whiffled crippled, shit! what the hell am i thinking?
there aint no body whoz gonna see me stopping
its all in these frikkin lines that im riting
lifez a bitch so just go on fucking!

you think im a bitter man talking
have u seen the man with no legs walking?
optimistic people behind their masks crying
people living with pain, in truth smiling

nothing that i can give you is worth anything
all that happens is thanks to what you wanna believe in
dont overlook the blind or the rich mans feeling
after all aint they all just like me ? closed mouth hearts still fighting?

its up to you to go on seeing
all that is behind the closed curtain , dark foreboding
dont give up now , respect your work cuz its worth something
me you we and all of us shall keep trying.

HahAAA!!

HahAAA!!

walk the streets with the dark red sky,
reach out and swat that fly,
have u seen the old man who looks like he would die?
now seriously do you think i should cry?

seems like it all is random,
moving about like in tandem.
do you think my life will ever shine like stardom?
or maybe you just think im lost in the love of fandom!

its alrite to say what you feel
you noe rather than rite this i wanna eat an eel?
my head feels heavy , feeling like a robot with brains of steel
its so boring now that your lifez i wanna steal.

do you know what its like to know and not know anymore?
to be right and still wrong and yet not care nemore?
how it feels to rite when every part of u feels sore
and in the middle of the poem u wonder why life is such a whore

now someone tell me can i save me?
its all so quiet and hollow like the inside of a dying tree
lemme tell u i dont noe y i dont feel free
its like being suffocated and being choked by an indian saree

hell i think im going crazyy
so come and do something babyy
cuz the worlds ending and im still acting savy
nd im gonna blow away in this life oooh so breezy

Small things a boy loves <33

Small things a boy loves <33

i love the silent moon tonight,
love the fingers of wind in my hair.
i love the struggle of this life,
the quiet people who everyday, fight.

i love my room in the dark,
little moments of peace that it has
i love the colors of life, reality so stark,
small words of hope and comfort, the silence of the mass.

i love all that is with you
sweet pictures of things yet to be
i love the peace in what is spoken true
the soft light in the eyes with which you see

i love the feeling of writing for a moment
to banish the world from my thoughts
i love the sins i do to get false attonement
just to believe , strong enough for lifez shots.

i love what i love, that hate is love, that i love,
in incomprehensible words i say things that are simple
i love the fact that when u read , it will be akin to a dove
but what i search with words are but the simlies to your dimple.

i love you, me and all that will ever be,
i love us and them and all the wonders we shall see,
i love the small things that someday will grow big like a sapling to a tree,
i love we and for that to be, i love me.

Blind Men

Blind Men

have you seen it in their eyes?
have u seen the reflection of the lifeless skies?
looked in nd seen scarred little mice?
have u seen men let go of their lives ?

have you not or have you and not?
did you see and pretend u did not?
seen anothers pain and dropped it like something hot?
do u not remember your own days, or u conveniently forgot?

are you laughing at me now?
are u thinking that im putting on a show?
do u think il get lost in the thousands in a row?
have you not seen the fire in these eyes of ours, not yet seen the glow?

why do i think, or maybe why do i ask?
why dont i just hide like the rest of you behind a mask?
living laughing faking little losers going about their task?
be like you and end my life at dusk? shamelessly let it rust?

do you need me to come crack your skull u asshole?
cant u see what is in your face you scared little mole?
will you dig and forever hide in your hole?
have you killed or will kill your soul?

open your ears and tear open your eyes,
look at the pain the suffering the lie of it all.
dont just let things be the way they are,
its in your hands to heal the pains of this scar.

dont make me yell, dont make scream,
dont make it so that blood flows in a gushing stream.
wake up now and save us, dont look away and forget it all.
dont leave me alone to face it all.

I plunge in deep, pushing in hard,
An irony so beautiful that befit an old senile bard.
I feel your wetness and i breathe in that scent,
So soft, so sinuous, so easily to it am i bent.

I feel the pulse, the beat of elation,
The free overtaking of fear, no subject to ration.
I lose myself in the beauty of your body,
so soft the touch of one so haughty.

I growl in pleasure, let out suppressed moans,
I pull out to plunge in again, enticed by your stifled groans.
My nails brush on your heart, something so fragile that owns,
madness engulfs, i thrust in to your bones.

I watch you shudder and lay still,
The gush of wetness, my cupped hands do fill.
I wish you would have understood,
Maybe then now you wouldn't be a part of the sensuous dead.