Intoxicated

after understanding and taking part in most of the things going around

the subject runs from everything in the opposite direction

then realizing that difference can never be made

the subject falls down,shamefully killing the pain in name

Ticket to no Future

He has a ticket,

an almost blank ticket,

with random things scribbled on the corners,

it has a story,

it has questions,

but he doesn't understand

like vultures,going round and round in circles

but just hanging

flapping our wings from time to time,passing time

but just hanging

doing our duty

Hermit without Permit

Father, give me a permit

to become a hermit

Bless you my son,

follow your dream,

enjoy your work,

spread happiness wherever you go,

i shall wish you good luck,support you and even pray for you

but i cannot give you this permit

to become a hermit

but father,how can i follow my dream then?

My son,you are so innocent

it was you who told me that if you really want to do something

you find your way to it

you need to stay in this society and help

if this is your dream,i failed as a father

i shall not give you this permit

to become a fucking hermit

Few Signs,New Lines

In rainbows,look for a while
look for a smile

formalities and lies
lies and formalties
A monopoly took over
small world bent over

architecture breakdown

an exotic sound
i and i held over

Not even the red queen

they all came to the white king
they all wanted something from the white king
they got more than they asked for from the white king

nobody asked if the white king wanted anything

the white king gave away his heart to them
the white king gave away everything to them
but still they came back and wanted more from the white king
now,the white king didnt have anything to give

nobody asked if the white king wanted anything

they banished the white king
threw him away out of his own kingdom
into the deep desert

alone
thirsty
weak

nobody cared not even the red queen

Hard to believe...Grief

An old man was killed
chopped and slaushed
his dog donald barks,sitting in a corner waits to be sold
his young sparkling wife dressed in gold
comforts her children..his children
who call her stepmom
she calls up their relatives..his relatives
and gives them the bad mad news

all of them knew she was after the money,
now she has all the money,why doesn't she leave?
why is she broken?
did she really fall in love with the old brat?
she an actress?

hard to believe...grief

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another bad dream today
he is lost in a city where people don't care

narrating his story to deaf ears again and again

shrieking in pain...inside
smiles to the passer by..outside

A fear of loneliness to ignore

in this city when the lights go off
when the howling begins
he walks talks freely

Blues At 666

when i walk by this holy mountain
i feel so suicidal
my mother tells me

"go pour some water
on that big old tree"

oh god help me
oh lord help me
this is the blues
at 666

Even her shadow pleases me

As night folds
the flat note holds
she comes from the dark
dancing and singing
a cigarette in her hand
that flower in her hair
bearing a necklace made of human bones
she is dressed in blood

Abducted

The moon set
The shadows are wet
a dog calls to his master
this random world rotates much faster
I FORGIVE!
screams a little girl in a frock from the dark
the moonlight like a halo on her head crying for mercy

The Jailer who made the trees weep

The trees are weeping today
some shed their tears for a while

some cant stop

Where is thy child who was left chained to a shadow
left on the land of ice with a burning mount of coal engraved to his chest
forever

a bomb blast

laughter
tempos rising
suspicion
anxiety
it all looks like such a big plan
a plan to self destruction
can we get caught?

My Friend

To attain victory
He decided to change history

It cost
He lost

He tried to fit in
He lied to fit in

Failed
The ship sailed

He was having so much fun
He thought he won
only if he knew.....

He hated this world

An excuse to hang on

who are we waiting for..waving for
stealing for..saving for

an excuse to hang on
confused,but where to land on?

Her house is burning
there isnt enough time
she needs to grab her most precious movables and get out
she thinks of taking her toys or wake her mommy
but instead she takes a bag full of waste and comes out
and silently watches her house burning to the ground

Circles of Skepticism

smelling the sky's
the magician prepared
fools her and flies
he thought she cared

goes to his father's grave
the magician is scared
wonders if he forgave
he thought he cared

crestfallen in the circles of skepticism

Nihility

buried in our own dreams we forget
how long some wait for that moment of sunset
growing up too fast
that fear of forgetting the past

what we seek is meaningless
what we want is useless
its time to accept nihilty
i bless you with the dark affinity

Until the light takes us

Behind the black room

whats behind this black room??
a path towards moon or just another place to drool
the grayish ceiling so silent,the shabby cupboards so violent
instruments lazing around,things lost and found
getting so high,just another reason to lie
i wish to see this light?
its worth it right???

Revelation

everything falls apart
one weak heart
pity to kill
stones to fill

revelation

Can we see everything

a blind mans visualization
imagination and improvisation

things that are unseen
music and misery
pain and patience

a little boy who cheats
doesnt care if he does good deeds
goes to the temple with his father every morning
can we see everything