Its haunting me,
the feeling I cannot escape.
I'm lost in this strange maze
with a strange feeling.
Though it sounds like nightmare
but it taste like a beautiful dream.
The sound of music
seems unreal.
It's like a melody, a lullaby
that keeps your heart awake.
The once an empty canvass
now seems to bloom with beauty,
filled with color and piquancy.

This dream isn't done
when I woke up with you.
I'm falling for you.

What can you say
About kids these days
'Cept they ain't got no respect

Walking around
Like a bunch of clowns
Hey punks pull up your pants

I don't really care
To see your underwear
Or any skid marks running up the back

Put on a belt
And if nothing else
It'll hold in all that lazy fat

And what you call music
I'm going to lose it
If I hear any more of that crap

Back in the day
We had people who sang
That didn't sound like a half strangled cat

And the way you cover your skin
With ink from the pen
In what you think are cool tattoos

I wonder what they'll look like
Later in life
When all that skin is hanging loose

All those piercings you've got hanging
Some even ****** dangling
Pretty much match the hole in your head

If you took them out kiddie
I bet the wind through you would whistle Dixie
That's pretty much it "Nuff Said"

A U-turn is all it took to drift away
Hitting the wrong lane
Dangerous pursuits

You can vehemently argue in Silence
The Loudest argument ever!

Nature welcomes you with an embrace
The wind playfully caresses you
And the crescent moon still visible
And the sun playing hide-n-seek
About to rise, coloring the flaming sky
In the amphitheater of celestial sphere
There is the drama unfolding of a new day
All the spectators, waking to the spectacular
Applauding, as a tribute to the grand illustration
Of abstract paintings, with a rich hue
Dawning on us whith a new plot to enact
The sunrise guiding us with a new ray of hope
Birds leading the way, helping us dream
To reach higher and cross new horizons
I am also a spectator in the crowd
Thronging to face life, as new day has dawned*















© Amitav (Radiance)