Lyrics as Poetry - Hello Poetry

Dec 2014

Bhupathi Prabhakara Rao

He was on toes in his twenties
She was in tunes in her teens
He was alone, she was along
He was curious, she was cordial
She was catering to his senses:
With her ply, play and ploy
Her electrifying looks
Greeted his soul to seek
Tricked and kicked his heart
Her smiles rolled on his lips
Her face fashioned fair n’ familiar
Beauty was her boon, his moon
An intangible asset to cassette
It was one to one homely affair
Win-win scene in solitude
Her free style was explicit -
Board of her body language
Her chromatic costumes,
And cosmetic feel of touch
Enshrined in the tablet of his memory
She sang, danced n’ pounced in passion
Coupled up his thoughts
For a couple of hours
Her smart artistic calibre,
Teeming teenage tickle,
Shook up and hooked up
His conduct and character
He could see her face to face
In her filmy on-screen display
Of moving movie telecast
He was her fan in disguise
She was his fiancée in guise
And an articulate artist
Lo! Love is the mother of life

Dec 2014

Bhupathi Prabhakara Rao

Soft touch

Give me your soft touch
I will break hard rocks

Dec 2014

Bhupathi Prabhakara Rao

Distance

The distance
between you and me
is what we maintain
And so is God.

Dec 2014

ryn

Rhetoricals

Are we fated to dance to the same tune alone in our separate universes?
Is it true that we must silently keep to our preordained curses?

Are we destined to swoon at the beauty of the moon at differing time slots?
Why were we given invisible ink to connect our lives' dots?

Must it be that our lives revolve around the whims of the sun?
Isn't it ludicrous that we won't see the intricate webs we've spun?

Was it the plan that we exist only in our minds and hearts?
Why do we have to tolerate starting when the other's ending and end at the other's starts?

Has it been written that we can only afford to infinitely chase each others heartbeats?
Was it foretold that we're trapped in a singular notion that never really fits?

Is the game set as such that we can never emerge as winners?
How is it that the ocean was made out of our tears that flowed from rivers?

Why is it that with our entirety we believe but do not know?
What's the reason for the path made clear but we're too afraid to go?

What does it entail to possess the very least but yet you covet it the most?
How do you pride yourself in something but not allowed to boast?

Why do we frantically scramble to piece together jagged shards?
Can't we just play this blasted deck of lousy cards?

Is it destiny or cruelty to have found then lost?
Why does it seem absurd that we have all its takes but can't afford the cost?

Is it the thoughts that **** or the emotions that debilitate?
Is it the challenges we take on or the curveballs we anticipate?

Why bother when sheer folly is all it seems to be?
Why tarry when the heart is free and the mind is ready?

Is it ridiculous to have found myself still very bothered?
Is it wrong to question fate that had always bound us tethered?

Why is the good always bad and the bad becomes worse?
Is it true that the harder we fight, the deeper we immerse?

Has life turned to be but sad little rhetorics?
Are we but performers on stages coerced into theatrics?

Is it time for me to surface this one-man submarine?
Will it be so that if I do, my journey would then begin...?

A host of rhetorical questions from my older writes...

"Surface this one-man submarine" isn't mine... It's Brandon Boyd's.
Taken off Incubus' " Love Hurts"

#love #life #heart #hurt #incubus #soul #questions #longing #phase #uncertainties

Dec 2014

ryn

Amber

The gentle reaches of the late afternoon sun
I'd bathe in this light abundant reverie
Swaying breeze... Caressing the web we've spun
In the warmth of this amber coloured spree...

Shades of gold, stretch beyond observable measure
My vision could only take me so far
Shining through between the green and azure
As if the window of heaven left slightly ajar.

Swathed in the glow... Laying on a bed of green
Eyes closed... Under the blue that spanned forever
Feast for my senses thus honed keen
Relishing the lingering touches of her radiating amber.

She's finally dipping, taking all of her light...
She'll sink behind the horizon, descending gracefully
I'd still remember all through my night
That amber...
*Amber is the colour of her energy.

Inspired by 311's Amber

#sun #you #amber #311

Dec 2014

Dr Strange

Rhythm is no more

There is no more happiness
No more emotions
You attacked my joy
Now it is just the end

Key after key I would play
Attempting to find the perfect sound
But now those keys have been silenced
And soon you'll be through the ground

No words can be said
Only tears that now fall in its place
Rhythm is no more,
Rhythm is now quiet

She was so young
And I took care of her with pride
Now she is dead
And now I...

Seven years I waited
Only to lose her in seven seconds
I tried to play her one last time
But she couldn't even cry

Her faint beautiful voice fights to escape
But she has been imprisoned within her own case
I'm sorry brother,
But you must pay!

For those who don't know Rhythm is my keyboard

#music

Dec 2014

Bhupathi Prabhakara Rao

All about

Both outspoken
He speaks all about
She spells about all

Dec 2014

Bhupathi Prabhakara Rao

Older

How come
you look older than me?
" By experience"

Dec 2014

DC raw love

IMAGINE

Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today...

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to **** or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

John Lennon died today Dec 8, 1980
a Beautiful person that only wanted to help
Shot in the back and kneck
by on of his admirers

Dec 2014

oni

let go

you always
tell me
to let go
of the past,
but what you
do not realize
is that
i already have;
i am just
waiting
for it
to let go
of me

#go #sad #depression #life #time #past #let #present #experiences

Dec 2014

Thinking Out Loud

Up to the Mountain by Patty Griffin

I went up to the mountain,
because you asked me to,
up over the clouds,
to where the sky was blue.
I could see all around me,
everywhere.
I could see all around me,
everywhere.

Sometimes I feel like,
I've never been nothing but tired,
and I'll be walking
til the day I expire.
Sometimes I lay down,
no more can I do,
but then I go on again
because you ask me to.

Some days I look down,
afraid I will fall,
and though the sun shines,
I see nothing at all.
Then I hear your sweet voice, oh
Oh, come and then go,
come and then go,
telling me softly
you love me so.

Some days, this is just how I feel, and it gets me up to a mountain to get that sweet air. A very old but beautiful song. I heard the Kelly Clarkson version. Love it!

#love #peace #lyrics #tired #mountain #lord

Dec 2014

Metanoia

Someone

there is someone thinking of you when it's late and can't sleep
someone that sees eternity in your glowing eyes but has trouble expressing it
there is someone that remembers every interaction
envisioning you from afar
grateful for your gifts and flaws
on this physical plane
there is someone lonely
with you in their dreams
wishing for the moment
to share their love
for the light you embody

Dec 2014

Thinking Out Loud

Hallelujah by Leonard Cohen

Maybe there’s a God above,
but all I’ve ever learned from love,
was how to shoot at someone
who outdrew you.
It’s not a cry you can hear at night.
It’s not somebody
who has seen the light.
It’s a cold,
and it’s a broken Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Leonard Cohen- One of the most beautiful songs ever written- in my humble opinion.

#heartbreak #lyrics #allusion

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