Thursday, March 31, 2011

YOU WENT?!

This is an old old song that  wrote in about class 9 for a friend who moved, :|
Kinda amateur, but it made me laugh, so decided to share it :)


What happened to our autumn plans?
What ever happened to kicking cans?
What about the brand new band,
That we were gonna make?!

What happened to slipping pills?
What about our fake fire-drills?

What about "just keeping it real",
Was it all a big mistake?!


And now our pictures lie,

Across my bedroom floor.
I'm boiling up in anger, coz,
You're not here, anymore!

We grew up together,
So I don't think that i'll move on!
And I know it's half my fault,
'Cause now you're gone.

What happened to sleepless nights?

What about our imaginary plights?
What happened to our petty fights?
Did they all go down the drain?!


Why's your dad an ambitious git?

He could've refused, and that'd be it.
We wouldn't be caught up in this shit,
He should call up and explain!


And now, you've bid goodbye,
To your forty-six, GG home.
Great going! now both of us,
Are sad and are alone!
We grew up together,
So I don't think that i'll move on!
And I know it's half my fault,
'Cause now you're gone!!

Is this a part of growing up?
Coz it blows!
I miss you like you said you miss me.
And I guess, it shows..
We grew up together,
So I don't think that i'll move on!
And I know it's half my fault,
'Cause now you're gone!!





Sunday, March 27, 2011

Local Lass

Everything that she's ever wanted,
Has come gatecrashing, on her heels.
Leaving her flustered and disjointed.
Trying to find out what is real.

And when her show was finally aired,

Her heart and guts took a leap to hell.
It made her wonder what she wanted.
And why she did this to herself.

Yet, It makes me cry, and makes me laugh.

When the local lass, and her photograph,
Is on the news; and juggled in the press,
Not like I could've ever guessed.

She was young, and she was sweet,

Her heart was free, yet so discreet.
Now that she's got her printed blessing,
The local lass, has gone missing.
...

Maybe now, she's slowly finding out,

What she had imagined, wasn't so.
Does she open her eyes every morning,
Thinking she's got nowhere to go?

Did nobody ring the warning bell?

Did she really feel, she was all alone?
And now that everyone's just a guest,
Can she leave her house and go back home?

Maybe it's her social epitaph,

When the local lass, and her photograph,
Is broadcast live, and printed in the press,
Not like I could've ever guessed.

And seeing her, maybe I've realised,

Sitting on the other side, of flashing lies,
That the telivision is an extortionist.
It doesn't even care that we exist.
...

But she was young and she was sweet.

Yet now, that the whole world's at her feet,
Amidst the chirping and the hissing,
The local lass, has gone missing.



Reflections (SMM)


Sweet Mother Mary


Sweet Mother Mary,
How long has it been?
I haven't rested in you lap for so long.
I'm going places,
And everything I've seen,
Makes me feel that I can't be strong.

Held me in your arms,

And lied through your teeth,
Cushioned every single step that I've taken.
Now that you're going,
The sound of your feet,
Attest to how badly we were mistaken.

Sweet mother Mary,

Don't leave me behind,
Buy me a Mirror, so I can see myself more clearly...

Help me cover up,

All these holes in my mind,
Coz I don't miss your touch, so much, so dearly...
. . . 

Sweet Mother Mary,

You knew this would come.
Why didn't you stop when the signs, flashed bright-red?
You knew I was weak, 
I'd eventually succumb.
And so here, you leave me for good, and for dead.

Is this how its meant?

Is this what you want?
Coz' right now, I'm hurt, crippled and I'm confused.
I've been dropped hard,
But I can't carry on,
To break these binding chains, of personal abuse.

Sweet mother Mary,

Don't leave me behind,
Buy me a Mirror, so I can see myself more clearly...

Help me cover up,

All these holes in my mind,
Coz now I don't miss your touch, so much, so dearly...
. . .

Sweet Mother Mary, Please don't misinterpret,

I'm ready for solitude, but I haven't learnt, yet.
So I don't want your perceptions anymore,
All I need is my reflection, and I'm sure.
I should look into my eyes, and maybe turn away,
I need to break the shackles, so please, hear me say,

"Sweet mother Mary,

You're faith's torn apart.
By the blade of trust that you'd hung o'er my soul."

"Your mind is in pieces,

And there's doubt in your heart,
As you walk away, knowing that you've lost all control."


"I'm free"
. . . 





Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Violet Night






Violet Night


The world turns,
Dimmed by the light, of half-burnt lanterns.
Deep in the night,
There's a lilac tear across the dark screen,
Thats been covering all our dreams.

Got no control,

On a sullen scar; standing alone,
Looking from afar,
At sugary-madness, with a silent backdrop,
Shining on our faces, as we look up.

Is this the end? Or is this the start?

We've all got intentions, in our minds and our hearts.
Is this this the world? Or just an illusion?
The light of our lives shines across the sky.
In this violet night...


There's no progress,
In the lavender sky, bearing sweetness,
To everyone's eye.
And their murmur, like the song of the earth,
Bearing meaning, to what I ain't worth.

Clicking pictures,
To pretty memories, on digital scriptures.
But thats not for me.
'Coz everyone's got a special hand to hold,
While both my palms are bare and cold.

Is this the end? Or is this the start?

I've got intentions, in my mind and my heart.
Is this this the world? Or just an illusion?
The light of my life shines across the sky.
In this violet night...

Where do I stand? Where is my home?
Why am I roaming all alone.
Where is my life? And where will it go?
Why are these things I'll never know.


My world turns,
Dimmed by the light, of my heartburn.
Deep in the night,
There's a lilac tear across the dark screen,
Thats been covering all my dreams.

This is my life, ticking down from here.
Second-by-second, And I'm going nowhere.
This is our lives, ticking down from here.
Second-by-second, and we're going nowhere...




Monday, March 7, 2011

Elizabeth

Are you looking at it too?
At the cloudy night sky.
There is a hole in the veil,
Where a thousand stars shine.
I'll sit down alone,
I'll be counting each star, just for you....

And the city's been covered,
With a light-hearted fog.
I'll smile, thinking back,
To your giggle and dialogue.
I'll sit and remember,
How I'd given up my all, just for you....

'Coz,
Eliza, Eliza, I miss you tonight,
You may feel the same,
But I don't think it's right.

Eliza, Eliza, I'll sing you this tune.
Hoping, you'll feel alive,
With the love, that I have for you.
. . .

I'll go down to the park,
Where we'd meet in spare time.
Walk in the wild garden,
Where our dreams lay entwined.
I'll sit b'neath a tree,
And I'll feed all the birds, just for you...

I'll go up to the rooftop,
On a day when it rains.
While the city runs for cover,
I'll get drenched again.
Relive all our moments,
In hope that the memories wash through.
Just for you...

'Coz,
Eliza, Eliza, I miss you today,
You've been gone forever,
But I still feel the same.

Eliza, Eliza, I'll sing you this tune.
Hoping, you'll feel alive,
With the love, that I have for you.
. . .

On the day when I cried,
You'd worn your best dress.
A part of me died,
When I laid you to rest.

I breathe for your touch,
Hoping we meet again.
So, I can keep my promise,
And erase all this pain.

Eliza, Eliza, I'll make you my bride.
Even though now you've taken,
Your last mortal ride.

I'll wait till forever,
And even beyond.
Cause we're in this together,
And true love's never wrong.
. . .

Eliza, Eliza, I miss you its true,
I don't see you, but I feel,
That you do, miss me too.

Eliza, Eliza, I'll sing you this tune.
Hoping, you'll come alive,
With the love, that I have for you.
. . .