but when the night sets in,
and you wash the disgust off your face,
the eyes in mirror are just not looking to admire
that pretty face,they ask for dreams once promised
this job is going to save you from everyone
but who is going to save you from yourself?

lying on this table
staring at me
is a monk with a *** belly

maybe he wonders
how is my ride to nirvana going

maybe he wonders
as to why instead of humming a  prayer,
i am on a war with the keyboard

maybe he reads the books I kept there
to trace where me heading

or maybe he was tired of everything around
had a hearty laugh and boom..
there was his nirvana.

Dust off your closet
and hack off that trophy wall

pack every one of them
and make them your prisoner
for the remaining life

if you want to be remembered
then start pinning your rejection letters
on the trophy wall of forgotten past,
till you hear every word
while sleeping.

sanity will beg you to fight
and the heart would race against mind
if even thinking about this is too much
then the smooth sea is all yours

you were not the one for untested waters
cause drowning was one of your fears.

Some day that sky will crash down
with all it's wrath upon us
and nothing would ever matter.
everything would be dust and bones

We will then realize
that death should not be feared
but be chased upon
with the perfect laughter

On a cliff,
I stand and see
the ocean and the horizon
playing hide and seek,

I waited for them
to dissolve into one
for the fire to extinguish,
the ashes to drown,

my soul relinquished,
but a memory still lingered somewhere
it's not that easy I felt
If not here, not anywhere.

Just once let the reflections
in the mirror
live and speak
curse and cry
laugh and go complete mad

for I am sure
they are dying to do so
since we started hiding
from ourselves
long ago

She came like a tornado
uncontrollable,
untameable
and took me to places
I never thought would exist,

only to leave me there
with blurred memories
and with whatever she left
of me.