It was 3 pm on a Saturday,
Wondering,
And thinking what id do today,
As I carried a clipped pad with empty pages.
Kicking stones off the side walk,
I saw two young girls,
Carrying a huge bag full of books,
Along with their childhood innocence.
As I eavesdrop
Only to hear
"Hey look at what I did today,
The teacher made us paint and play with clay"
With competition in her eyes
The other girl crooned
"Hey look at what 'I' did today,
This is a painting,
that I had made,
This is the best in class,
is what my teacher said "
-
Their uniform and
their braided hair,
Made it sound so silly,
And cute,
As they walked passed me
I saw their innocence,
freshly stained with rivalry.
It was 3 pm on a Saturday,
Hopeless and in conflict with myself,
With few days into pondering
If this , what I do is art, or not
My soul,
Completely stained
With rivalry. Sometimes with myself.
Jan 4, 2025
Jan 4, 2025 at 1:29 AM UTC
This flesh vessel I propel, tormented with pain,
A hole in my feet With an unhealed callus,
Reminds me every time I walk, that this vessel I propel, might break down and shatter
And all I might be left out with is this vessel of flesh, broken and need of fire,
And Passion for diesel -
That I might just crawl and shout out loud that this vessel I carry with pain
Needs to be towed
To the nearest person who'd offer me a hug,
And yet I steer through ,
Let God take the wheel ,
As I see vessels of flesh -
Crash and shout at eachother,
While I propel through this world
In this vessel of flesh that longs for an odyssey from far beyond the seas.
You can find me somewhere, not wanting to orbit a star or
a planet.
Dec 29, 2024
Dec 29, 2024 at 1:40 PM UTC
On an evening dance show I wasted a ciggerate on thoughts
The light shimmered on the ball,
The music was new, all the songs were turned into stew
A soup of melody and a constant beat
Trembling the floor and the ceiling~
I gazed upon the upcoming crowd
"A beer" They crooned.
The ancient smell of ***** and liquor gassed up the entire floor.
The ciggerate, it burned too loud, and the poet was not allowed,
Saddned by the echoes of silence in a room full of noise, I left the premise with nothing but nicotine stains and words without sentences.
~
The ladies, cursed by design
The men, manipulating the minds
The children, running to hide.
Where are the people who once promised a dinner?
Where are the shackles of chains that were
Left unattended to the working class?
-
I saw him throw the trash at the
river that sprung from a feet of a cow.
Vrishabhavathi, she cries.
A symphony of dead plastics and living garbages.
Decorated by the lush pink trees
With the smell of rotting cabbages.
-
Did they bring more people to build a holy land?
Did they fight communists holding flowers in their hands?
Were there people overlooking the waters filled with foam?
The forests filled with food packets and rotting homes
-
If a tree fell in a forest. Would you **** me?
This way?
Apr 11, 2024
Apr 11, 2024 at 12:16 PM UTC
Is it Beautiful
or is it sad,
that sorrow -
makes
things
look
beautiful and
slow.
Jan 9, 2023
Jan 9, 2023 at 8:01 AM UTC
If I just walk two more miles,
I can see you smile.
You're somewhere,
in somewhere,
And I'm just lonely - in a hotel;
I look up in the sky~
I can see you sitting behind a tree;
You shine so bright, so bright,
My heart vibes,
with you, midnight grace.
I just have to walk one more mile,
to pass the tall buildings,
and ill see you,
in the lonely skies
Echoing love songs with a breeze.
You're somewhere, in somewhere,
and I'm here,
smelling this air,
If I kiss you,
Goodnight.
Aug 11, 2022
Aug 11, 2022 at 2:34 PM UTC
Some boat very fast,
Some boat cruises,
Some boat hate and religion,
Some boat in truth;
There warships and yachts;
Night outs and parties too.
But I'm a wrecked piece of wood,
I want to sail slow and in peace,
I'll listen to Chopin
or Elliot Smith ,
What ever suits the night,
I'll just float on this reflection
of the
stars,
And
You can come and wreck my boat,
.....I'll still sail through this sea.
Apr 8, 2022
Apr 8, 2022 at 3:09 PM UTC
I had this dream about you
And as a memory it is
buried deep within my mind.
For which i cross mountains
swim through Misty rivers.
Climb through infinite stairs
and pass through wormholes.
Only to reach to a door
I open and you're sitting down on your favourite carpet.
You stand up and kiss me.
My mind illuminates and i wake up
From my most treasured dream.
Sep 24, 2021
Sep 24, 2021 at 5:59 PM UTC
Ocean, you're beautiful
I'd stare at you like a fool.
And I didnt have to write it down
To sing you this song.
Ocean you're so beautiful
I still remember when I first saw you.
Waving your breezy hair,
At the cafe.~
The poppy birds they sing out loud,
When they see me smiling like a child,
And I dont need to write it down
To sing you this song.
And I know you need some time away,
I hope you take care of yourself.
Well I know you need a little break,
So go on disconnect by yourself
~
But I'm still glad I can sing you this song.
Before my time has gone.
May 27, 2021
May 27, 2021 at 4:04 PM UTC
Show me little affection
Show me little time
And ever since creation
Loving tastes like lime
Give me little sugar(sugar)
Sweet is the lime
Give me little honey(honey)
Honey take some time
(Bridge)
And then we'll know
That our love Is as sweet as you
And in time it will show
The autumn brewed into a dew
(Chorus)
I said Honey(honey)
Take me home
Take me where I can hear you laugh
Take me to your earths moon
Take me where I can cry
(Bridge)
Honey then we'll be
Lost together in your room
Honey then i can be
With someone I can bloom.
(Chorus)
Honey(honey)
Take me home
Take me where I can laugh
Take me to your earths moon
Take me where I can cry
Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 6:49 AM UTC
She weeps,
Vibrato tears,
I get the creeps,
Of being myself.
Of trying to be,
The best in this golden hour;
The devil sold the broken hearts
to Amateur angels,
Who practice
healing,
In angel schools.
I tried to write -
an exam to enter,
They said my mind wasnt quite centred;
I end up behind the bars,
The bar I mean,
Alcohol and whiskey,
They are two different entities,
Some get titites!
Some get a beer!
Some tell me this word play is outdated,
So-
I look them in the eye,
I look them in the lips,
I ask~ if they got filtered tips; ?;
I roll them up into a paper,
I smoke them all,
I smoke them in pieces,
Sometimes the brain matter is too much to handle;
I don’t gamble,
I just love rock and roll,
Someone is dancing under that blue ball-
She is pretty.
I wonder if I can talk to her.
Moving on,
They got stalls,
They sell whiskey and alcohol!
I wonder what the gods drink.
Apr 15, 2019
Apr 15, 2019 at 7:23 AM UTC