Friday, September 18, 2009

Diary Moment

"Dear Diary",
It always starts with this.
Has there been anything else?

Can't find it.
It's so obvious it's hidden
Somewhere in your dusty shelf.

Silly thoughts, little voices,
Everything saved up in it.
Bitter cries, Difficult choices,
Still you won't find me in it.

I even fell down
To invading your privacy.
Trying to look me up,
In your little diary.
To see if I can find a place for me.
To see if there's even my name in it.

Silly thoughts, little voices,
Everything saved up in it.
Bitter cries, Difficult choices,
Still you won't find me in it.

So, let me ask you this.
have I ever been in
Your Diary Moment?

Mind Reader

Someone come try read my mind,
And take in, whats eating me alive,
Make some sense of all there is,
And tell me what you find.

I don't know whats going on in your head,
I cant even speak for myself.
I don't know if I should be the one to charge,
Or stand up in my defense.

I don't fucking know...

I'm not a Mind Reader,
I only wish I was...

Monday, September 14, 2009

Don't Die, Hope

Don't die, Hope.
They took your wings off,
And rooted you to the ground.
Time and again they tested you,
And read out your fears aloud.

Its still not the time yet,
Rub off the muck they threw at your face.
Stand up and get back your fallen grace.

Don't Die, Hope.
They stung you with their poison,
And put your lights out.
Time and again they questioned you,
And answered to your horrors aloud,
Leaving you without a doubt.

Its still not the end just yet,
You've seen better days,
Even though right now they seem too
Out Of Place.

Don't hang up on me, Hope.
You're the last one I could resort to,
Last one to understand.

Don't die, Hope.
Is that too much to ask?

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Sugar-coated

Perfect.
Everything that you ever see.
Flawless.
Like it should always be.

I wonder if you've ever lied,
Or If you've ever missed the right spot.
I wonder if you've ever denied,
Being satisfied,
With all that you've got.

There in your Sugar-Coated life,
You keep facing the day
With that plastic smile.

There in your Sugar-Coated pride,
You keep standing on the top
With your head held high.

Hidden.
Something that I cannot see.
Missing.
Like it should never be.

I wonder if you've ever lied,
To yourself that everything was all right.
I wonder if you've ever denied,
Only wishing,
If there could be more to it.

There in your Sugar-Coated life,
Your feet are rooted on the floor,
By the burnt, charred remnants of it all.

There in your Sugar-Coated pride,
Looking down at what you've done
In your world where you're the only one.

And Justice To All

Blindfolded Justice stares at me.
She can see through me
As I perjure before the law.
Disregarding the oaths of sanctity,
Killing the law's intent to bring redress
And Justice to All.

Proven Guilty by the jury.
Guilty for all the world to see.
I did perjure before the law.
Angering the Gods for trying to take charge
To bring about change in the world
And Justice to All.

Necessary

Hold the keys to my heart,
And break into it stealthily.
Smashing the window,
Walk over the shards
And say it was neccessary.

Hold the glue that holds me up,
And watch me fall to pieces.
Smashing the concrete,
Walk all over me
And say it was necessary.

Just do whatever pleases you,
Even if that'll make me pay.
Do whatever suits you best,
As long as you wish to stay
And still say it was necessary.

Monday, August 3, 2009

The Fragile Rose

Digging up memories she once saved

In that box buried in the timeless ground

That one rainy day when all she craved

Was to reflect on her life another round


And so it happened one stormy night,

Closing doors left empty tracks behind.

A prank of God for our crooked kind,

Yet her laughter was all one could find.


Strange how I could know this person in entirety,

When only twice I've heard this girl's voice.

Strange how we've diverged so many times,

Yet got back and made the right choice.


Under a spell of black magic potion

Her hands move like petals across the paper

Changing the world with such a devotion

Even while just sipping her joe.


Petals paint the words that can move the soul,

To another level of dimension,

Bearing power to sow the seeds

Of accord in the roots of dissension.


Innocence hidden behind the eternal mock,

Under the guise of eyebrows of sarcasm and bluff.

One of those things that drives us mad,

Yet we never seem to be satisfied enough.


She can dance her way through dark caverns,

And knit brightness all around,

Paint the serenity on our faces,

With colors and life abound.


Justice in our hands, poetry in our veins

Sitting in the classroom or maybe chasing trains

Doesn’t matter where we are, she always makes my day

The holy book by my side, listening to me pray


Silly questions, Silly games,

Wild answers, and calling names.

Doesn’t matter where we are, she always makes me smile,

Even though we're far apart by a thousand miles.


Dazed we are about the world's mysteries,

How one mind can be split in three,

In the likes of us for we tread the same ground,

Scattered in the world all around.


How this will elevate the look on her face,

Only one shall see while the other paint the picture in his mind,

The Dark Lord, shall go waltzing while the Beaver stands to watch,

Till only mysteries and doubts are left to find.


Standing amidst the maple fields,

Keeping the color of her life pressed close.

Petal follows petal, as she brings us love,

For she's the Fragile Rose.

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This is my first collaboration with Jussi aka Cabadath as a birthday present to one of my best friends Roosa aka The Fragile Rose . Check the blogs of both these guys if you dig genious and kickass poetry! I had real fun writing this with Jussi, which is partly cos of the person we were writing this for. :) HAPPY BIRTHDAY ROSE!! ^^