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Aug 2020 · 205
Remember I was born
Jimmy Solanki Aug 2020
I was born
A raised fist
A superman
A self-esteem built through
Tender love
I was born
A commitment
A future
My eyes carried a flame inherited
Relentless struggle
Scars and shadows that underlines
Everything that we are

As time leaves us behind
I understand
My fists opened up
They come together
In a series of
Shame and regret
Missed opportunity
A wasted life
Wasted dreams when I heard
Nothing because I closed my ears
Shut my eyes
Spoke no more
Dead outside as within
I understand but I cannot
Accept
Reject this being with all its glory
Glory and an endless sob story

I was born with a flame
I will extinguish it
Keep the coal warm till it crumbles
With the ashes let another write
Write my sins down to remember
Write me down to remember
Remember
Fist
Fire
Forging dreams
Feeling love

Forgiveness is a gift
I refuse to take with me
Remember to bury me under
Flowers of Passion
Remember to bury me
Dec 2016 · 589
Enough
Jimmy Solanki Dec 2016
Returning a favor
I had once owed someone
Much more than all of this
More than all of me
Returning the favor
I had once seen far and wide
Feelings my spirit screamed for
Trembling
Overwhelmed

Innocuous as it seems
I have owed others too
They who turn the wheels
On this broken down station wagon
Crank it up
Or slow it down

I had once heard
Deeply, freely
Music that emerged
Cacophony unbalanced
But innocence immaculate
Returning the favor
As I return to where I was
Holiday's over

But as I return home
Something has changed
The sounds of musicals
Something has changed
Ineffable, invincible
I have owed a lot
I hope I've given enough
Dec 2016 · 530
An Old Mate
Jimmy Solanki Dec 2016
When my old friend
Walks through the door
He's come a long way with me
Constant companion
My fiercest combatant
An old corollary
Of my ****** up existence
I simply take him
Close in my arms
And rest while weeping tales away
Waiting till he wanders off
And someday he'll be back again

I just wish
When my old friend revisits
I'm jolly stocked with hearty ale
And songs to sing of old and new
Dec 2016 · 680
Cage
Jimmy Solanki Dec 2016
With my bones I made a cage
I wanted to keep you safe
But who knew I'd be dangerously close
To drift off, drift off in space

So I tore the cage apart
And you went back to the start
But who knew you'd tether me down
Tied down with the strings of your heart

And you unravel
Unravel till the end of time
And I drift off
Hoping I could see you once again
As you were
Jan 2016 · 494
Speak
Jimmy Solanki Jan 2016
I never have loved
Playing with words on my mouth
They're a lavish redundancy
I merely write them
To stop an overflow
So my dams do not crack
Where I nurture reservoirs of
Everything

So I will not speak out loud
I shall let my fingers
Whisper a word
Or an emotion
A long lost feeling
Or its phantom
Uncertain, yet not absolutely so

I shall let my lips touch you so
Subtly as the first and last vestiges of sunlight
I shall let my soul move you in ways you have never imagined
And oh so softly and gently
I shall let my eyes open to you
Gaze deeper inside yours as can be
Whispering the same thing
Over and over and over

I shall speak only what is important
And even so, it shall only be repeating
Repeating everything I would have already said
Jan 2016 · 518
Stories of Silence
Jimmy Solanki Jan 2016
A mouthpiece of unknown origins
Reminiscent of scents
The definition of the soil in my skin
And a part of every womb
That gave shelter to each one of us
I carry this
Every day, oblivious
I carry these
Stories of a barren world
The definition of the soil in my skin
And a part of every mouth
That kissed your soul within
And gave you redemption

Bonded to the land
To its owners and managers
It's rightful heirs
If rights were godly
To its owners and tyrants
Every day I carry that
Little part of my people
The **** on earth
Jan 2016 · 8.7k
Motherland
Jimmy Solanki Jan 2016
What is my motherland?
Is it the dust that ravages my lungs
Or the bones of my ancestors
Humming softly the old and forgotten
What is my motherland?
Is it where I was born?
A piece of land, a group of people?

Or is it the place where
It's mothers are graded
In layers
Where some wombs only give birth
To sub humans
Where some wombs are scarred
Born from the ashes of a thousand dreams burnt down
I'm a survivor
Of all they could throw at you

Of all their insults
The predicament
My mother's womb that withstood all it could
And some more

They tell me this is my land
That it is my mother
The birth giver and sustainer of life
I spit on their faces
My motherland never was this piece of land
Or the people who **** on its soul
Each and every day
My people lived in a different world
On this piece of land where we were  worse than animals to you

Where is my motherland?
I have none
Robbed of it since my birth
Where is my motherland?
But in the hearts of all who are like me
Set in stone
Yet defying gravity
Nov 2015 · 508
Marks
Jimmy Solanki Nov 2015
They say you are born
Naked, with no identity
No name
And no face
Like any other
You are born, crying
A brand new star
Another unknown amalgamation of all that gives life
A fresh start
But not to everyone

For some of us
Are born closer to the earth
A genetic result of a thousand generations
Manifesting its way into marks on my being
Unseen
Unknown
Unwanted
We have a name for us
By Birth

Wherein we are doomed to the fires of hell
If hell were on Earth
And it is here for us
A simple cage with no bars
The burden of a thousand years
And markings made by routine
Justified by the Great Souls
Deeming it but mere control

And even if I change
Resist and break
They say I was born this way
That my mother's womb has left indelible marks I can never erase
A curse that made me wonder
Should I have been born at all?
To feel as deserving as literal baloney
Never to be touched
Never to be felt
Never to be heard
Never to be seen
Dehumanized to an extent where I cannot even believe any more that the sky is blue
Or that there exists the air around me which I need to breathe, to live
I'm no more than a pollutant
Upon the back of whom this world works
But who never sees the light above
Who was supposed to be filtered away into oblivion
Who was always supposed to be the nonentity
The stubborn stain that will not go away

I can never erase
My name
My identity
Even if I pretend
Or literally rip the skin off my face and wear another
If I achieve anything in this world
I shall be put up on a wall to showcase
The marks my mother's womb left
The marks that I can never erase

For some of us were born to hug the earth
Make it our home and heart
The backbone of this whole wide world
The wombs that faced physical retribution and degradation
Of the cruelest kind possible
To be told you can never be better
Than irrelevant specks of dust
Swept beneath an apologetic herd

For some of us are born closer to the earth
I bear my marks with shame no more
I shall take what was mine
I shall bow no more
In India, society is divided into castes. Each caste historically had a particular profession and they were in a hierarchy wherein the cleaner, sweepers, tanners were at the very bottom and the priests, warriors, businessmen were considered at the top. You were born into the system. Your changing professions didn't matter. It still doesn't. Casteism rages in my country. There is a lack of English mainstream literature by Dalits in India.
Nov 2015 · 1.2k
We are not Born Equal
Jimmy Solanki Nov 2015
Not equal
We are not born equal
I'm born in a naked cage
Open hostilities
A crown of thorns etched into our being
Namelessness is considered a gift

We are not born equal
The weight of expectations
The brunt of brutal suppression
Of our existence
Is incomparable
The pain that we never deserved
Yet is destined for us

Religion defined me
Contained me
Yet changing it
Abandoning it
Does not break my chains
Often I wonder
When people cannot realize
The wholesale selling of humanity
In India, society is divided into castes. Each caste historically had a particular profession and they were in a hierarchy wherein the cleaner, sweepers, tanners were at the very bottom and the priests, warriors, businessmen were considered at the top. You were born into the system. Your changing professions didn't matter. It still doesn't. Casteism rages in my country. There is a lack of English mainstream literature by Dalits in India.
Jul 2015 · 448
Silver
Jimmy Solanki Jul 2015
Silver
A crooked back beneath
An epiphany
Of scars and the toil
Of generations
Dancing through the veil
Of destruction

Shiver
A pedestal behind
The curtains of dark embodiments
The tragedy of life
Of generations
Dancing through the veil
Of destruction

Moonlight
The bleeding death of a collapse
Unending
Silent
Misdemeanor finally revealed
Dancing through the veil
Of destruction
Mar 2015 · 700
An Easy Thing
Jimmy Solanki Mar 2015
The easiest thing
Is to live a lie
Slowly tempting your body and soul to an event horizon which has no escape here
Its the easiest thing
Done by a broken heart
When it is lied to
Always remembering each goodbye and moments of affection piercing through
A list of melancholic ways to die
Staggering your brain
Inviting you to dance and sing
For when you lose home
And when you lose hope
Its easier to live a lie
Mar 2015 · 3.5k
Homesick/To die in your arms
Jimmy Solanki Mar 2015
Speeding down paths I never knew existed.
My troubled mind and troubled heart always had you for company. I could have died in your arms. I was at home finally when I was close enough to your heart that I could hear its beats.

It seems odd now that I have to stay away. That your arms are a shield around the very heart I helped mend, which was as much yours as mine. That I never took back my heart from your *****, where it will always stay.

And though I may become bitter, or I may try and erase you from my head, you will always be there. Like a meteorite on earth, you hit me at full speed, right down to my core. I was changed in ways I couldn't have imagined possible.

I'm homesick now. I try find you in other people. I try building new homes. But I buried my heart near yours and that is where it will always stay. I could have died in your arms. I was at home. Finally.
Mar 2015 · 1.1k
Dynamite in the Bosom
Jimmy Solanki Mar 2015
There is a pain inside my chest
It slowly unfurls
To show its hideous face
And yet its not hideous
It terrifies me
Because its no manifestation of a physical condition
It is the child of the small imbalances triggered by the moving of a thousand suns and their descendants
In mysterious ways

There is a pain inside my chest tonight and I cannot tell you how much it hurts to have not felt this before
To see and think and feel the way a hundred thousand have done before and I'm going insane
Stuck in this battle inside my head
Roars of machinations faraway and souls so close to my own it terrifies me

There is a pain inside my chest
It wants me to live again
A demonic beast
With a distilled heart of magnificent proportions demands action
And it lives inside all of us
We simply learn to live with it, like some lifelong pain of heartbreak or the smell of flowers you liked or the the warmth of the sun upon your skin after a long winter night or

The smile on a face so akin to mine
I'm looking for definitions but I'm out of words now
I need a gun and bam
Shoot myself where it hurts the most
But I won't
The pain inside my chest is a story
Of a thousand years
Of pain
Of suffering
Of loss
And the slight cracks from where light escapes and flirts with the darkness
And the life that emerges out of nowhere to defy all
To defy even god
The pain inside my chest is the same as the one inside yours
Veiled by a smile
Or thoughts
Unavoidable disasters
Manifesting its own life, its sorrows and tears
Its own joy, its own love and its own sun

There is a pain inside my chest
Guess this is what it means to be human
My first attempt at writing slam poetry. I wrote this for a friend's event but couldn't participate for reasons. Still waiting for a chance to perform this.
Mar 2015 · 611
Souvenir
Jimmy Solanki Mar 2015
Sharp stabs over and over again
Learnt it the hard way
Left me in a heap
A lovelorn defunked stain
Washed away in a stargaze
Annihilation

The rockets came over to call me
Call me back to life
But I was never away
Imperfection was my game
Call me back to life
I pray over and over again

Death has the strongest hold
Yet we fall into hallucinations
Wish to live forever
Love is the most painful jolt
Yet we dive into affections

Sharp stabs over and over again
Learnt it the hard way
Bedazzled my love
I'd take all of the pain
To be a reminiscence
Souvenir
Mar 2015 · 1.8k
Despair
Jimmy Solanki Mar 2015
Blamed it
Irresistible gravity around
Blamed it
Sinking in the ground
Faster than the speed of light
Blamed it all
On a tunnel of hyperspace
Faster than the speed of light

Waiting for explanations
Hope and retributions
Waiting for you

A moment passes
Or is it a year?
Questions become mundane
A moment passes
Inimitable carrier
Waiting for explanations

Faster than the speed of light
Blamed it
On nothingness
And blamed
My existence
****** in with no escape
The tape stuck in my head
My resistance
Slowly being replaced
By despair instead
Depression sadness sad low blame introspection wonder despair
Mar 2015 · 464
Buried
Jimmy Solanki Mar 2015
Buried in a minefield
Or a meadow of stars
A shackle or a shield
Inimitably reducing
Any conformity and its need
Creating its memories
Killing its creed

I'm dying slowly
Or living fast
Falling in love
Falling out
I fall in a different darkness
I chase a different sunbeam
Each moment

Buried in a minefield
Or a graveyard of affection
A repentance of a curse
And a wretched reflection
On an artificial iron lung
An everyday chore
In galaxies far-flung

I'm dying slowly
Everything is
Slowly
Even the sun will go cold
I'm dying slowly
Everything is
Regret
Feb 2015 · 484
No Longer
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2015
Corsing through the veins
Another being inside my skin
Scarred and revealing
A diminished white dwarf
Or a shiny black hole
Dreams never radiating

I cannot breathe any longer
As I did
Another being inside my skin
Making me stronger

Souls with shady stains
Relics from the darkest reign
Ravaged yet remaining
Jupiter pulling at the seas
Or the desire of the lovelorn moon

I cannot live any longer
As I did
You're the being inside my skin
A chalice of harmony
And an aura angelic
Feb 2015 · 586
Done For
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2015
Jettisoning off all
Wilting away all
Like an autumn memory
Like an instant tragedy

Crumbling away
Moldings of affection
In a nuclear winter
Without armageddon
I died
A soft shell annihilation
No dreams but nightmares
I died
A lovely execution
Nothing but emptiness

Eradicating away all
Except you, nothing at all
Like an autumn memory
Like everlasting banality
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2015
Crawl crawl
Burning through
Obsessions
Rotten stew
Crawl crawl
Through the pain
Remission
Is a joke
And life was a game
But is a remainder
of screwups and screwdowns

Crawl Crawl
Burning through
Possessions
Deadbeat crew
Crawl crawl
Forgotten stains
Permission
Is always denied
And rebuttals dumped
In trash cans full
of screwups and screwdowns

Drilling a hole
Finding geodes where a core was
Cold and dark and empty
Drilling a hole
Finding loneliness inside
It is who you are

Extinguished supernovae
Could have contained
And still the darkness would have stayed
Crawl crawl
burning through
your house of cards
melting all definitions
You're a screwup
Still alive
Feb 2015 · 1.1k
Rag picker
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2015
Rag picker on the street
Dust eater and maggot breather
She can tell the smell
Of burning plastic and paper
Of turning dung to soil
She knows the ways
Between the hills of refuse
Between the footfalls of her children
But who cares who she is
The lost and never found
Inherited a kingdom thrown away

Who cares what she thinks
She finds meanings in a bottle
Looks at a glossy magazine and wonders
Her slightly bent back aches
Sun ravages her skin each day
Brazen with resistance like herself
Her skin glistens with labors each day
Filling her heart with hazy dreams

Who cares what she sees
She hears those kids play faraway
A world insulated from her own
Where plastic is used and thrown away
And the worst smells won't make you sway
She sees the worth of this world
For what it truly is
She lives in the belly button
Never forgetting it was the beginning
And it may be the end

But who cares what she says
She's just another sweeper
Another rag picker
Treasure hunter and bounty filler
She sings old forgotten ballads
Songs with no beginnings
Songs with no creators
As she looks for something
An old school bag, a plastic earring

But who cares who she is
Just another one of these
Souls in an eternal sea
They never were
They never will be
An entire generation
Of nonentities
Forgotten children of Destiny
Rag pickers and sweepers are a common sight in my country. A whole class of people were deemed untouchable because they worked as manual laborers, cleaners and scavengers. Even now, these are the overlooked, second class citizens nobody cares about. I see them all the time. I wish a better life for them, more fulfilling, more real. A dream
Feb 2015 · 674
Sleeping Heart
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2015
Sleeping heart
Beats slowly as if fighting
The hands of time
Sleeping heart
Wounded from the warring
Thy ****** crime

Sleeping heart
Croons slowly, out of tune
Whispering lullaby
Sleeping heart
Howling under a blue moon
Cowardly calamity

Liar liar
Weeping slowly
Liar liar
Scheming
Dastardly liar

Sleeping heart
Calmness and composure
Corrugated tin roof
Sleeping heart
As you were
As you are
Your dark innocent grave
Sleeping heart
Fly away to dreams
Jan 2015 · 503
Do not love me so
Jimmy Solanki Jan 2015
Singing songs
Of promises and perhaps probabilities and possibilities
Unforgivably forgetting
The selling of your soul and its forbearance.
Provocation upon provocation.

Do not make me promises.
Do not cut open your veins to show
How you bleed my very soul inside you and outside
Do not love me more than I can love you
Let me be so sane
Do not gift me a piece of your soul so raw and blisteringly breathtaking
Luminosity unparalleled and the strength of the womb of a dying sun

For I shall sell even my soul
Rub off my existence from each scrap of nothingness
Rein in my existence to the void
For I shall not stop searching the vastness of this universe situated in my twisted mind
To bring you the most beautiful of sacrifices just to show
What you are to me.

Provocation upon provocation
Upon the existence of life
Of rationality
Of stories old and new
I love you
As much as I can with this hollow temporary shell
On a spinning ball of rock
For an infinitesimally small a moment
I love you
As much as any being of stardust can
And more
Oct 2014 · 292
Cannot Feel
Jimmy Solanki Oct 2014
For the weird stuff
That life holds in its miniature existence
My life
For the weird stuff
That life calls its essential essence
My life

Numb everything that I felt
Slowly pushing it all away
I resist from the night hereby
Slowly sinking inside
Forever is too far away

I shall die when my breath stops
But my heart has stopped already
I have died but a thousand times
Disdainful laughter from destiny
I have died but a thousand times
In this cozy bubble wherein
Hurt is supposed to be further
Than we're supposed to believe

Numb everything that I felt
And everything that is
Shut up I cannot take it anymore
It and everything that is
Slowly drowning inside
Forever is too far away

For this is not weird
And neither am I
Its but a mystery
Too seek and find within
Its but a conspiracy
Or maybe I'm out of my mind

Numbing doesn't work any more
Nothing does
ANYMORE
Oct 2014 · 1.8k
Broken
Jimmy Solanki Oct 2014
Two pieced
My bones are wilting away
****** inside the wonderland
Two pieced
My two souls are drifting away
Stuck inside a corner on the edge

Up and down is immaterial
Only thing real is then and now
Two pieced
My heart has been tormented
Pieces don't recognize
The wholes of themselves

Like shattered remains of children
From a warzone dismissed
Everything is broken
Two pieced is my name
This way I still remain
Depression lurks close.
Poetry is an escape.
Sep 2014 · 546
Fallen Star
Jimmy Solanki Sep 2014
Robbed
Of light and sanity
Recourse
Is dead and buried
The final frailty
The fallen saintly

Your breath is slow and sure
But time reels off on its own
Just another trip around the sun
Just another destiny set in stone

Robbed
From the event horizon
Flung
To the galaxies far
The final mercy
The fallen star
This is for my dear friend Swagat who passed away yesterday. And all others who mourn him.
He is gone forever. And this poem is for those who survive really. The dead are in a peaceful sleep. We here lament.
This is for remembrance. This is for my sorrow.
Mors certa, hora incerta
Sep 2014 · 393
Links
Jimmy Solanki Sep 2014
A stream flows
In a dark place
Sunlight flitting in
Making its own plays
Uncovering the face

The silence isn't deafening
Except it lacks hearts that are beating
Wishers and wishing wells
Womb of unbridled starts
Building of the building blocks

Aeons pass
And the stream never stops
For its dormancy
Was well worth the stop
Aeons will pass
And the stream won't cease
Like the falling leaves
Like the summer breeze
And the wintry trees

Though nothing stays forever
There exist eternities
All the times that have ever been
Are or someday will ever be
Turned into a soliloquy

A stream flows
In my soul
Revolutions cascading
Mocking all and making
Teaching and reminiscing
I wrote this because of a realization triggered by a friend's death.
Life is short. Life is tangled. Life is rough.
But it is also rewarding. It is linked to each other. It is worth living.

People die. But life shall live. And we shall be a part of it.
And that we cherish them, cherish each other, cherish this opportunity. No requirement for gratuity, but the realization that we won't live forever.
Sep 2014 · 383
Regret
Jimmy Solanki Sep 2014
Sorry
I feel nothing else
Drowning in disasters
Complete release
I feel nothing else
Repeated blunders
And running into tree trunks
I feel nothing else
But regret

Slowly filling all existence
Like a slow implosion
Without the slightest resistance
I see life and death
Unworthy of reminiscence
Unworthy of acknowledgement

Sorry
I feel nothing else
Sinking under the weight
Anchored among wishes
I feel nothing else
Anymore
Sep 2014 · 389
Close
Jimmy Solanki Sep 2014
Close as can be
Her voice sears through my very existence
Shallows my grief
Taints my fury with glows of humor
Close as can be
Her breath shatters all my delusions
Swallows my fears
Shames my desires with her mighty gravity
My soul in this world
The final tether to my being
The final piece of my resistance
Sep 2014 · 7.5k
Touch
Jimmy Solanki Sep 2014
A soft touch of your lips
Caress my ears
Pouring life into my veins
My soul brought back as redemption
The world swirls around you and I
Dropping all concern or restraint

I feel all that I could feel
I feel all that I ever wanted
Your eyes hold me down to this earth
Your eyes make me fly
Jul 2014 · 2.1k
Stuck
Jimmy Solanki Jul 2014
Stuck
The tape keeps on repeating
No disgust or hate
I just cannot relate
Anymore
Any longer
Stuck
Here I can't escape
Even though I ran
And I changed
I stayed the same

Too tired to sleep
Too afraid to dream
Stuck in a bowl
A delicate stream holds me
Down to sanity
Stuck
Here I can't escape

Tried courage
Valiant I was defeated
My dreams won't let me in
Stuck
Here I shall never
Escape my fate
Insanity cackles
Taunting each vein
I'm still running
Too tired to wake up
Too tired to fight
Stuck
Jimmy Solanki Mar 2014
The snow melted
As the sun rose up raging
Creating and destroying
All of its creations

She came by with a smile
Into the cold damp place
That was my heart
Filling up the space

She whispered quietly
Do you want to build a snowman?

Awakening from
the dust
Leading me into the open
Each time I heard her say
Do you want to build a snowman?

The sun and its storms
Can't destroy it all
Everything perishes eventually
Yet the last inch of you remains
That is what your heart contains

Deepening my
long lost trust
Of this world so frozen
Each time I heard her say
Do you want to build a snowman?
I wrote this for someone very special whom I met just a few weeks ago.
And right now, that person is a vital part of who I am.

I fell in love.

And this is one of her favorite lines.
Mar 2014 · 813
When I miss You
Jimmy Solanki Mar 2014
Your memory lingers around
Like the soft smell of wet earth
Like the persistence of old parchment
Of burning rubber and gas stoves
Of cinnamon and crushed cloves

I can feel you
Even in the very air
I can breathe you in
So far
Yet so close

A cold star with a fiery heart
Words like flames that rip apart
all shields of this fallen heart
Your words hang around
Unsung sonnets and sounds

I can hear you
Even in the core of my being
I can touch you
So far
Yet so close
Feb 2014 · 1.6k
Drifting Away
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
Alone here
Another soliloquy in my head
Only desires live
and the living dead
Alone here
An abyss for company
Only desires live
and the dreams faraway

Million voices swirl
A black hole in a milkyway
They sparkle and shine
While I drift away

Million voices swirl
The Sun and the Moon and the stars
Collide to condense
****** in an apocalypse
Licking their fresh scars

Darkness cuts into the deepest corners
Living off the bright
Out of mind
Out of sight

Alone here
As the fates divined
Dark and Light
Intertwined
Feb 2014 · 664
Sunk
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
Capsized
My heart has sunk again
As a crimson iceberg struck
Bittersweet disdain
by the Gods above
Realizing I got stuck

In a starry sea
Under moonlit remains
We met in a hurricane
Capsized
My heart has sunk again

The moon whispers soliloquies
Legends and tales of eternal love
Mysteries and Immensities
Legends and tales of you and I

In a fiery haze
Under the silent refrain
of the crackling of fire
Our eyes met again
Nothing else made sense
Nothing else mattered
Nothing

Capsized
My heart has sunk again
Don't save me
From love's domain
Feb 2014 · 510
How do You?
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
In isolation
Alone, without you
And no consolation
Could console
My heart, my soul
One day, you walk to me
And an angel smiled
Upon my heart and destiny
Decided what was meant to be

Cheated death by living
But in a moment with you
And I wonder
How do you?

The hurricane, melting away
the memories and the pain
Your eyes, created the storm
Your smile, killed me a thousand times
To revive me, to forget pain
To stand up, again
And I cheated death by living
But in a moment with you
And I wonder
How do you?

I was a kid, immature
Hurtful and ignorant
How would I have known
What I'd lose
For I lost heaven itself

Left your side
When you were fighting
Sulked out
When you were leaving
Yet you smiled
And you said, 'Don't worry'
And all I did was
Wonder
How do you?
Feb 2014 · 610
The Prisoner
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
Close your eyes
So that you don't see a thing
Logic defies
And you're finally a prisoner
Bonded to death

That breeze through your hair
They way your knees go weak
You just want to stop and stare

Particles shatter
To show you the unknown
Nobody else matters
Now that you're a prisoner
Bonded to love

That smell of dried blood stains
Forever encumber your soul
Make you clutch your heart in pain

Take a breath
To remember the forgotten
Its undeniable
That now you're a prisoner
Bonded to life

That pain makes it all real
Inside your head
Inside your head
Feb 2014 · 2.0k
Flutter By, Butterfly
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
Butterfly
Fly close
Close to me
Flutter By

Reminders
Coming up
Sinking back
Remind us

Running
Away from
Who you were
Who you are

Floaters
Not for you
Suicidal
the hearts bled

So Butterfly
Keep close
To this heart
Flutter by
Feb 2014 · 560
My Own Criminal
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
Justice lay dead
Lying on the floor
The three that died inside

All I felt was
Desperation
I wish I could deny
The bullets that would
Hail around
Still felt me yet alive
I still lived
But for a reason
A bloodlust deep inside

I took my gun
And went to war
I killed till none survived
Looked around
There were a million smiles
As though it was divine

But justice lay dead
On the floor
And I saw my face inside
Demons My Divine
But I'm his own criminal
Feb 2014 · 365
Fate
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
Somber, the wind calls out
Another storm out here
Despairingly you go seek out
All that you despair
Death won't came at you outright
She only sits and stares
Like footsteps in shallow water
She calls you to her lair

Come out all the waylaid
Its the sun inside
Devour your demons
Your heart and your might
Your smile and your pride
Feb 2014 · 609
Rise
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
Its time
Finally
To wake up
Go shake
the leaves
come upon you
And wake up

Hustle
Through the little death
Ragged
The sword in sheath
Rumble
Through your fear
Thunder
It will all clear

The shining light outside
Is the biggest ever lie
Get to the dark side of the moon
Yet hope there shall find
The nook where everything lined
Makes us human, makes us cry

Surrender
To nobody, not even you
Obedience
Is a humdrum virtue
Traveller
Everywhere alone
Reverence
Don't heed

Its time
Finally
To wake up
Recover
The debris
Your heart
And wake up
Feb 2014 · 805
The God of War
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
The smell of death burns the lungs
Of a hundred thousand innocents
Steel on steel, minds on minds
Destiny is out of your hands
And you're the only one standing
A million women are still weeping
Their sons who shall never wake
What is it that you'll still take?

Do you think you are still alive?
Give up all your pathetic chores
Surrender yourself to the sword
Lay your heart down to the God of War

Sticks and stones can **** you now
Even though you escape somehow
Don't tell me it was all mistakes
You bloodied all the pools and lakes
But hey now blame the God of War
I only know what I speak for
Your demons are out in daylight
Your lust for blood you can't deny

And do you think you're still alive?
Come now all of your heartsores
Surrender yourself to the sword
Lay your heart down to the God of War

A war inside your head is on
And you've been barely holding on
Revenge is all that you crave for
Denial is all that you stand for
You took the lives, you stabbed and swiped
And You killed till your heart felt awe
But hew now blame the God of War
I only know what I speak for

I know that you're aren't alive
You've been my minion all this time
You had but been a big wild boar
Your heart has me, the God of War
I wrote this after watching 'The Hurt Locker' again.
I hate the movie. I hate what it says. I don't think that 'War is a Drug'. It is an excuse, it is propaganda.

So I wrote something satirical. I mock that idea of war being a drug by giving an equally ridiculous alternative, a 'God' of war, while trying to give the essentials of every war. ******, killing innocents, destruction and a maniacal devotion and belief. The people are not drugged, they have in them that evil and they wield it. Of course not all do it, but enough do.
Feb 2014 · 782
War
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
War
A silent breath
and a realisation
You're alive again

The malicious sheath
and a realisation
Mischief's afoot again

But the birds chirp
the wind howls
Look beside
A lover found
And you decide
Nothing is disturbed

In the shades
lurked a beast
who wished nothing
But to feast
On your dreams
In the least

A heartbeat skipped
and a realisation
You're chained

The earth shook around
But rage didn't consume you
You bowed and mistook
And death went through you

The beast ravaged
All you loved
Life was an endeavor
And you dropped
Your arms

A tear crimson
and a realisation
of the frission

Your heart, mourning your death
You hope for the best, you do
Refusal, denial, fear
But death went through you

The beast afraid
Of your light
Life was loved most
But you'd dropped
Your arms

It started to rain
Touching you
It started to pain
Where you feel them butterflies
Where you soak yourself
During anguish and pain

The war cry
and a realisation
You can still try

The chains broken
Melted the prison inside
The beast thawed
And led away
Disbelieving and dismayed

Your spirit unbroken
Though death went through you
Words yet outspoken
Though death went through you

Your fight is over
To be in peace
But yet to begin
Is another epic
Live the feeling

The heart back from stone
and a realisation
That you're not alone
Feb 2014 · 450
For the Living Dead
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
Close your eyes
Listen to your heartbeats go slowly
It is but a slow countdown
And there are no lies
No lies, when you close your eyes

Set inside
That human part
The clockwork that is taken apart
Though the gears never melted
And the storms that never settled

Your blood sleeps
Through the days and nights
Cold and dead
Waiting to burn bright

Once said he
A great humane being
Listening to the countdown
And all the truth
All because he closed his eyes

"That wars may come
And wars may go
But my soldiers, they remain eternal
And always have done so"

Place your dreams
In the graves
As you have done forevermore
Though the lights haven't all gone out
Though the darkness hasn't won out
Feb 2014 · 961
Flood of Mutiny
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
Its too dark in here
And I can't seem to escape
The burden created
All let off on my nape
While the soulless go on quietly

And as we slowly march on now
Sunshine from our hearts bellows
A warcry never heard before
Of the Flood of Mutiny

See the blinding flash
The ray of hope falling around
And I can feel the rush
As though the sirens sound
The doorstep of destiny

Over the meadows that I played
All the sunshine, all the rain
All that made our life worthwhile
Taken from us

All the things I loved and lost
All the things I want back now
You know how you feel inside
As the sirens sound
For the Flood of Mutiny
Feb 2014 · 614
Aurora Sleeps
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
Naturally you wonder
Why gravity pulls on us
Why insanity asunder
That dastardly love
Makes you and I, Us

That dark rain
Separation down the street
Still is, yet I wonder
How I got to remember
How I got up to my feet

Naturally I wonder
Why the heart beats
Optimistic bequeather
It still hopes and beats
Where the aurora sleeps

They came marching for Us
They hated what we had
They came marching for Us
They wanted us to flee
Flee for all we had
Feb 2014 · 504
Get up, Fighter
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
Cut to the chase
giving you a brand new leash
Returning to what I was
Never forgetting
What you've been

Bite the knife
'Cause you've got another day
and Another time
to be another gambler
Another vindicator

Get up off your knees
and smell the rain
The smell of death
mingles in the air
Feb 2014 · 664
The Ignominy of Existence
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
Your inquisition
Is in denial
And there is
No justification
No consolation

The darkness envelopes
Your desires
But you should know
Erased by persistence
The ignominy of existence

Drum beats falling on
Up on your innermost heart
Raise your shackles
Pull the burden on
To where the lights lead on

Your destination
Is from your own heart
And there is
No alternation
No surrogation

So cut the rope and
Fall loosely, breathe in
The sweaty air, the despair
The broken heart of the land
The footprints on the sand

And drag the shackles
Till they crumble, or you do
Till your feet bleed
Till the very earth rumbles
Till the dictator humbles
Feb 2014 · 630
An Eternity
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
Fall from the clouds
Never looking back
Fall into the sea below
Never coming back

An eternity shall pass
But the shadows of your being
Will endure forever
Thoughts do trespass
The unliving, believing
Delaying the delayer

A fall of freedom
Shattering the bonds
Here comes queendom
And betraying chords
Of lovers and justices
For words are never the same
For another unbeliever

Falling down
Memories will catch your heartbeat
Rend your soul
Into a thousand brilliant suns
Beyond control

An eternity shall pass
But the fragrance enduring
Will linger forever
Thoughts do trespass
The unliving, believing
Delaying the delayer
Feb 2014 · 800
Automatons
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
Drilled and enforced
You're nothing but
Dependent and controlled
And you like being told

Humanity uncloaked
Firefights stoked
Denial is justice
Denial of malice

You're the children
of hammered satire
Automatons on fire
Automatons and liars

You run around the world
But you're not asunder
You're the atlas too
The weight is on your shoulder

Prententious thoughts
Remembrance is fraught
Denial is justice
Denial of malice

You're the children
of limbless desire
Automatons on fire
Automatons and liars

And thats all you are
All flesh and bone
Only an automaton
Only an automaton
Feb 2014 · 734
Falling In
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2014
The revelry of wanderers
The mystic hunger of lovers
The amusement of the wise
The sun shining for the flowers
Falling in, you realise
The love and its wonders

A speck of shining metal
And memories ethereal
And the plots you devise
Can only get more surreal
Falling in, you surmise
The love is corporeal

The thoughts make you shiver
And you shall surrender
To memories you fraternise
Though one must remember
Falling in, memorise
The love was real
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