Let’s create red raindrops
with your words and my hands
the perfect storm will hit
dark clouds will form
soon it’ll begin to pour
it will flood from inside this room
until we’re drowning in the scarlet river with no escape
and just as you see your end
a light will appear inside the tunnel signifying your beginning

I've come to the conclusion
That my life's a wreak
Poetry strewn all about
My house the biggest mess

So here I am in the middle of the den
In a pile of poetry on the floor
A desperate man with phone in hand
Since I can't seem to find the door

I call up a Psychic
I call up my Shrink
I call up the local Priest
To ask them what they think

They say there is no hope for me
Through the static on the phone
Right before they all hang up
I hear...boy you're too far gone

So I grab a hold my bootstraps
Pick my own self up
Determined to have this problem licked
With prayers and major luck

Starting in on this poetic clean
One thing that I found
I wrote on just about anything
That I had laying around

There was poetry on party napkins
On Chinese take out meals
Tiny poetry on tiny matchbooks
Even on banana peals

Poetry on the chandelier
Poetry on my cat Floss
Poetry on ***** dishes
I wrote with spaghetti sauce

Poetry on the mirrors
Smiling back at me
Poetry on Seinfeld
Across my T.V. screen

Poetry on the kitchen tile
That's never seen a mop
On the doors going in and out
And places I dare not look

I started cramming it all in boxes
Lining them up and down the halls
Soon had them in every room
3 feet deep and 8 feet tall

I made 15 trips to storage
The biggest one that I could find
Feeling now it's nice and safe
All packed tight, warm and dry

When it all was over
Feeling relief from that major chore
Set down in my den, took out my pen
And started writing more...

I wish my life would be crazy!
Don't wanna spend
Another day being lazy.
Similar routine of daily life,
Never let my craziness thrive.
Sometimes it feels so boring.
Don't wanna spend
Another night snoring.
But what would the excitement be?
What's the new thing, i wanna see?
Wish I could get lost somewhere.
In a jungle or an island,
Yes i could dare.
Could climb on a mountain
Or go under water,
could be a horse rider or a hunter.
I would push the boundaries
To the furthest corner.
and go anywhere without a warner.
I'd love to lose my way
In the Grand Canyon.
Alone there. away from a billion.
I'd love to get thirsty in the Sahara
Or in 'Thar', be a 'banjara'.
would love to pass through
The scary Amazon,
where i'd see neither sunshine
Nor the horizon.
Or
Could go inside the cursed Pyramids,
& explore all of Cleopatra's jewelries.
Wanna jump from a flying chopper,
Or feel hot by some volcano vapour.
Get in a rocket and go to the Moon,
Or go up high in a hot air balloon.
All out of my reach.
Even a far away sea beach.
My desires all set to go down.
All I can do is, have a bike ride,
on the roads of my lovely small town.

Three months.
Three months of pain
I engulfed all, in vain.
My thoughts recalled your name,
On my diary page,
On my mind, heart, soul
Like a never ending game.

I fought hard,
I fought with all my strength.
Fought against your shadow.
I went to the furthest length
To forget you
To regret you
To deny you
To defy you...
But all in vain,
All I got was pain.

Burdened with guilt
My every breath,
My eyes and the tears beneath,
My silent screams,
My scarlet dreams
Echoing your name,
It was such a shame.
Shame of losing everything
In a routeless chase,
Everytime ending up in haze.

Three months
My eyes burned
In the fire of your memory,
Yet there's nothing I learned.
Three months
My days were numb
My nights were blind,
It's you I ever hoped to find,
But all in vain,
All I got was pain.

Hiding it with wide smiles
I started my journey of miles,
Broken and bent,
Burdened with letters I never sent
And will never send
And will never send.

Crossing the horizon of right and wrong
This is one melancholy song
That will never be sung,
Will never get it's note.
I just have words to 'quote'...
Words of you
Still echoing in my ears
And you never 'gave a ****'
So,
I'll wipe the rest with smiles and tears.

I'm drowning
I'm drowning in this whirlpool,
I'm losing my cool.
The clouds overhead,
They thunder and lighten
The lightning strikes my vein
And burns me, burns my heart
But I'm helpless like a wingless bird.
It's a disaster
It's devastation
It's catastrophe in creation.

There's smog all around me,
I have my eyes wide open
But I still can't see.
The smog's thickening,
It's darkening
And I'm disappearing.
I'm disappearing into the darkness,
My compulsion is my blindness
And I can not be cured
Cause may be
I don't wanna see
May be I don't wanna see.

The tornado blew away my Veil,
I'm standing naked and exposed
I'm standing in hell.
But you can't touch me
You can't save me
You can't help me
Cause may be
I don't wanna be saved
Maybe I don't wanna be saved.

Walking down this dusty road
Slipping and stumbling.
My breaths created a dust storm
And the dust isn't settling
The darkness is now uniform ;
I got lost
I lost the track of time
I lost the track of route
And the north star can't guide me
Cause may be
I don't wanna be found
May be I don't wanna be found.

But someday you might find me
By the beating heart's deafening sound
And if you do,
That day,
Please don't let me go.
Please don't let me drown.