With a broken guitar, I shall have a chord in my name
Will name it S major or minor, but sing it the same
The crowd then shall join, singing with the tune
A phoenix then shall rise again, from its burning doom
They will not air in your radio or in your juke
Nor will narrate story that you love to look
But it shall stream through my veins and my breath
Spreading in the frequencies, until I meet the death
Like I am-- an outlaw, so will be my chord
The one made to cheer my heart when it was blue and bored
The music, alas has no rule that you have set
As for you, it no longer sings if limits are not met
But my song, my friend, plays happily for all
For one with the rules or an outcast, one big or small
It reaches for hearts and pulls their strings
One that airs in every lips and thats how it shall stream
For, I shall be the rockstar, my songs with tunes of beat
That rhythms with dub-lub as arteries do leap
One that would be with no rules to bind
One that shall not be measured in scales of mind
For, my chords would be free to spread their wings
Flying through the rainbows and colouring the dreams
Thats how my friend, shall my music sound
Streaming through the hearts and breaking every bound
Saturday, February 25, 2012
My Chords (the rockstar in me)
Monday, February 20, 2012
That keeps me saying I love you!
If you are the moon,
I would ask- the full or the new?
As one brings hope of light and its dark
And other is bright but lives hours so few
If you say you are a rose
I would ask the bud or the bloomed?
One that may wither in some days
And other one may never bloom as assumed
So uncertain I am, don't you think?
Doubting your beauty, resisting your assurance
But all I have known this far in my life is
It's most beautiful day when it thunders and rains
I have seen strongest castle fall
To trust you would last for long
I have seen many leave and never return
To think you will stick where you belong
Yet, yet again my love, I am taking chance
To trust you me when you carry my soul
To trust you more than breaths I take
To warm me when I am dying and cold
Do not think when I shed my tears
It is my heart that is melting away
Out of uncertainty that life gives
Holding on to you as I find my way
Just keep up with me, and do not leave my hand
That's all I would ask you to do
Out of all I need is just your heart
That keeps me saying I love you!!!!!
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Inner conflict!
Consciences and instincts
the one you call the sixth sense
It's raw and it rips me apart
And makes me loose that faith
Yet my eyes convince me
That I must me hallucinating all the time
And I no more trust that inner me
Then I know the lies I hear
But how can I doubt the voices
My ears are so perfectly fine
And 'm left with not good choices
The me and the I, I have
one with heart and other with brain
Are always in war with the other
And thus I appear insane
One says and other denies
And I know the Feel is not always wrong
Sometimes I sing a happier tune
But it may be part of tragic song
So, now tell me who should I trust
The one I see-touch or one I feel
But, either side I may choose
Never leaves my side is guilt!!!!
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