One More Night…
[My life begins when ur day dawns
My day wakes up when ur sun yawns]
Life behind tainted windows
Is not what I wanted dear
To embrace the sting of lust
I had to bury my last tear
Life behind rusty doors
Is not what I ‘chose’ for me
To stay alive, to live a ‘life’
This is what I ‘had’ to be
I buried all my hopes
I don’t sob anymore
I fake it with a giggle
I don’t smile anymore
A new day
The night doesn’t change
A new body
The touch doesn’t change
A new numbness
But the death doesn’t change
Tainted soul
Buried tears
Dead hopes
Yet I chain the raging uproar
I give u all u want
Yet you return to ask for more
Trying to live a life
What I asked for, I forgot
I asked for love and more, I guess
But this is what I got
One more kiss
One more embrace
It’s all the same
One more night
One more death
It’s all the same
Yeah it’s all the same
It’s a new death every night
This is not what I asked for
But this is what I ‘had’ to be
And this is what that seems so right
One more kiss
One more hug
One more touch
One more act
One more night
One more death
[Prostitution - it's the oldest profession. It's been there for ages. No rules, No laws... Yet it continues to embrace the pain, the jibes n survives it all to die everynight. The girl is robbed of everything - her dreams, her hopes, her last drop of emotions - yet she continues to lend pleasure to all. It hurts first and then a numbness takes over. The death every night seems familiar. It hurts no more...
Have tried a new topic this time...jara hatke from the regular theme of my posts. What came out in the end seemed a bit raw to me. Do comment on how u feel about it.]
Baato Hi Baato Me (3)
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. (These are lines from some movie whose name I forgot!)
Mr. Nonsense
It’s love that adds life to life
Without love, life’s a whore
What is it that the whore wants?
Just the touch of love and more!
(Period)
Feel my love, baby
Shed all fear
Love doesn’t hurt, baby
There’s no tear
You’re the one baby
You’re the one I love
You’re the one my heart pines for
You’re the one that brings me hope
I wish to hold your hands in mine
Fill the space between your fingers
Fill your heart with my love
Erase every trace of fear that still lingers
Hold your face so soft and delicate
Trace my way through the tresses
Touch the tender lips and watch them curve
And wipe away your tear with a gentle caress
You’re the one who gives me butterflies
When I hear just your name
You’re the one without whom
Life to me is an unfair game
This heart’s yours baby
The embrace’s for you to fill in
This door’s been waiting for you
Shed all your fears and just walk in
Let me hold you close, baby
Let me feel ur breathe on my skin
Let me touch ur lips with mine, oh dear
Let me feel the simmering heat within
I just want to be yours baby
I just want you to be mine…
(Period)
Ms. Logical
You sound too krazy to be true
But your words give a new hope
I feel a new sense of numbness
As I watch my fears elope
Take me in your arms dear
Let the bodies twine
You profess your love in a way so sweet
Can the girl in me ever decline?
Baato Hi Baato Me (2)
“I’ve always believed in numbers. In the equations and logics… that lead to reason. But after a lifetime of such pursuits, I ask, what truly is logic? Who decides reason? My quest has taken me through the physical, the metaphysical, the delusional… and back. And I have made the most important discovery of my career; the most important discovery of my life. It is only in the mysterious equations of love… that any logical reasons can be found. I’m only here tonight because of you. You are the reason I am. You are all my reasons.” Russell Crowe as John Forbes Nash in ‘A Beautiful Mind’
Ms. Logical:
My obsession for logic
Is a pretext to hide my fear
It’s love’s treacherous ways
That I always get to hear
I’m just not ready to embrace love
Cos I hate to shed a tear
(Period)
I’m just not ready for love
It hurts you down and deep
It takes your breathe away
It robs you of your sleep
It binds you in shackles
Leaves behind marks in red
It gives you pain you ‘cherish’ lifelong
Dreadful memories that you cannot evade
Mr. Nonsense:
Your fear for love’s treachery
Surprises me the least
Like life without pulse
Love without pain
Can never ever exist
But the pain that love brings
Doesn’t always leave memories sore
It’s love that adds life to life
Without love, life’s a whore
(Period)
Baato Hi Baato Me (1)
Characters:
Mr. Nonsense: A krazy fellow who has absolutely no idea what he’s saying or doing. He spends most of the time whining about everything impossible. He’s weird and pathetic, to be precise.
Ms. Logical: A young lovely damsel who believes everything that happens is best described rather logically. Anything, that defies logic, simply can’t exist.
Mr. Nonsense:
Oh my lovely lady, thy smile has touched my heart
A heart that was proud to be virgin, now it’s falling apart
Ms. Logical:
Ah my crazy friend u seems so pathetic
A smile can’t touch and a heart can’t be proud
How can I believe u dear friend
When u defy my darling logic
Mr. Nonsense:
Oh my innocent love, love knows no logic
To feel the warmth of love
To fathom its wondrous deeds
U have to believe in magic
Ms. Logical:
Ur condition seems so tragic
Cos there’s nothing called magic
It’s just a fool’s word to describe things
That he fails to describe in logic
Mr. Nonsense:
Human brain shall always fail
To trace life’s capricious trail
Deeds of Nature like life and death
Your logic can never describe
You don’t have to be a fool
To believe in the magic of life
A teaspoonful of love
And a drop of romance
For you my love, I prescribe
(Period)
Ms. Logical:
You’re so dumb & krazy
But you sound so very true
I confess my ignorance
About the magic called life
Yeah, indeed I have no clue
My obsession for logic
Is a pretext to hide my fear
It’s love’s treacherous ways
That I always get to hear
I’m just not ready to embrace love
Cos I hate to shed a tear
(Period)
Say Me “NO”
Come n hold my hand
Walk with me for a while
Walk with me, ur hand in mine
At the fresh morning sunrise
On the dew soaked green grass
Then take a pause and look at me
Look into my craving eyes
And say you don’t love me
Remove the mask of confusion
Sit beside me for a while
Sit beside me, ur head on my shoulder
In the chill of the fading twilight
Over the freezing green grass
Then take a pause and listen to me
Listen to my aching heart
And say you don’t love me
Lay your head on my chest
And listen to the thumping beats
Look into my yearning eyes
And Listen to the words unspoken
Hold me close and feel the racing pulse
Just feel the warmth of an embrace
And feel the pulse that’s pining for you
And say you don’t love me
I Just Want You…
“We are all a little weird and life’s a little weird too, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love.”
I don’t want a bouquet of roses
I don’t want a thousand gifts
I don’t want those words of praise
I just want your heart
I just want your love
You don’t have to send me a thousand cards
You don’t have to shout it loud
You don’t have to say “I do” to me
Just let me be thine
And be my valentine
I just want to sit beside you
I just want to take your hands in mine
I just want to look in your eyes
And let my eyes speak those words of love
Which my lips can’t otherwise
I just want to hold your face
And watch the red as you blush
I just wish to touch your lips
And watch it curve as you smile
I just want your heart, baby
I just want your love
Y can’t you be mine baby
Y can’t u let me be thine
Y can’t you let me hold you in my arms
Y can’t you just be my valentine
It didn’t hurt a bit…
Red on my robe
Red on my fingers
Red on my body
Red that still lingers
Blood was the reason
I thought it was just a stain
You slit my throat; it felt so right
And I could hardly feel the pain
It feels so right
To be ripped apart
By the one you love so much
From whom you can’t, otherwise, part
My life was leaving me
And so were you in a way
My love had stabbed me
Yet it all seemed so okay
I stretched my hands to reach you
You just didn’t bother to care
You just kept looking on till I die
And my blood spread everywhere
You were there till my eyes closed
You were there till my last breath
I lay there like the lifeless log
Yet, I was ‘celebrating’ my death
Yes, I was ‘celebrating’ my death
The kind only love could cause
Love that turns your life into a symphony
And ends it with an immortal pause
It’s just this pause that sometimes hurts
Cos it means I have to stop trying
It wasn’t a first; you’ve stabbed me before
And the pain seemed so familiar when I was dying
You’d stabbed me with your words and deeds
When I kept on trying
You made me feel the pain everyday
No wonder, it didn’t hurt when I was dying
OUTRAGEOUS!
This is dedicated to all the ‘gundis’.
Disclaimer: Is kavithha ke kuch bhi baatein kalpanik nahi hain. Iska vastavik jeevan k saath sampurna sambandh hai. Agar aisa nahi hota hai toh ise maatra ek sanyog kaha jayega.
Tank tops
Faded Jeans
Gotta look sexy
By any means
I wear Pink with Brown
That’s my style
I fool you with cosmetics
And my bewitched smile
I am just above 60
And another 20-plus
My ideal match is Brad Pitt
Rest all guys are so gross
I fool a hundred on Orkut
With Aish on my profile
I fool a score more on G-talk
Ah! I’m so proud of my guile
I Love to blab
Without any remorse
Yeah, I don’t have wits
But my friend’s worse
Change
I had always been a moron
Though I always wanted a change
I had always been too predictable
Though I always wanted a change
I had always embraced loneliness
Though I always wanted a change
I’ve always wanted to be in a crowd
That’s why I wanted to change
I’ve always wanted the fun and the frolic
That’s why I wanted to change
I wished to wander
I wished to falter
I wished to mingle
I wished to jingle
I wished to go crazy and wild
I was tired of being too sober and mild
And then things did change
I knew not
If it was for good or bad
But things did change
Now I know too many who taught me hatred
And I hate the change
They taught me possession and obsession
And I hate the change
They made me believe jealousy is cool
And I hate the change
They taught me to use friends like a tool
And I hate the change
Now again I want things to change
It sux to be so ‘kool’
I want things to change
I can’t act like a fool
Yes, I want things to change
Though it defies your ‘trend’
I want things to change
Cos it hurts to hurt a friend
Let Me
When you’re looking for some calm
I wish to be the one in your arms
Let me be the tattoo on your skin
Let me be the tub you bath in
Let me be the shower when you sweat
Let me be the towel when you’re all wet
Hold me close like your tulips
Let me be the red on your tender lips
Let me be the secrets that you keep
Let me be the bed where you sleep
Let me be the shoulder when your heart cries
Let me be the kohl in those angel eyes
When all that you’re looking for is just another dream
Let me be the one who really makes you scream
