Thank you for the words

When I'm feeling tired,

She pushed food through the door.

I crawl towards the cracks of light.

Sometimes I can't find my way.

Newspapers spread around.

Soaking all that they can.

A cleaning is due again

A good hosing down

The lady whom I feel maternal love for

Cannot look me in the eyes.

But I see hers and they are blue.

And they cock and twist and masturbate!

Black windows of paint,

I scratched with my nails.

I see others just like me.

Why do they not try to escape?

But we're not the only ones.

They point in my way.

They come with the flashing lights.

And take my family away.

And very later I have learned 

To accept some friends of ridicule.

My whole existence is for your amusement.

And that is why I'm here with you!

Don't take

Me away

You're right.

I have some spit hanging

And my friends are not free

Though we are the winners we are bending a wee.

Yesterday, today and tomorrow

Why am I sad today? Is it because I am wishing for a happier tomorrow but I sense that my tomorrow may not be happy? Is that the reason why I'm making my today a sad day as well?

About a year ago too, I'd wished that I have a happier tomorrow. But today, which is yesterday's tomorrow, is not a happy day. So I feel that my yesterday's sadness was not worth it. If only I am happy today will I not have to worry about whether I will have a happy tomorrow because atleast by being happy today I would have made my yesterday's tomorrow a happy day. And tomorrow's yesterday too :-)

Moonset (2008)

This song is written by that part of me which feels used.

So when I was stifled writhing
With the trapped agony of a caged bird
I searched for a moon floating
Free amongst the shining skies.

I flew flapping my new wings of joy
Exploring if this fly was worth a try
For it sure liberated my stifled self
From the walled home in which I was caged.

My soul melted as I touched the moon
My new home was my family
I touched my father, my mother and son
And I learnt the meaning of freedom.

I spent my time wisely though
For soon I was told by my earthen folks
That my cage is broken and I can field
A new life breathing how moon told me.

So here I go and thank you moon
I'm going back to earth a little too soon
I promise to leave you a smarter being
Who'll not dream with closed eyes like a foolish would

Who won't shut his mind and open arms wide
Embracing any caged bird who'd fish to fly
And who'll foresee what i've taught thee
That moon is a planet where there is no life

Not Navy Cut (2009)

I almost had made myself belief that I have lost the penchant for writing. But here I am again (hurrah?). I wrote this song today – in 2009 and not a decade back. The song is encrypted. The title is funny. The song is not.

Not Navy Cut

I will go for a ride to my abode
And I will drive all night into our darkness
I will yap till its broad daylight
And then I will sleep while you are left staring at the sun

It’s six in the evening and the sky is shining bright
With silver in my heart and night by my side
I will shop for my heart and I think I will find
A joy ride on the way of our genocide

If you can’t fathom why this isn’t the time
For us to plan our tomorrow
Then I will speak to you at nine when I kick-start my ride
And steam roll over the past when just you were mine

As I step aboard and I open my new eyes
Far away from your smoke I see an ideal man
Who will be the first my parents know
Who won’t disgust to lick my hole
Who will open up what you believed might
Have been god’s gift to your life

And in case that flips you outta your mind,
Think on your feet and you will know
That the one who runs to win this joy ride
Is the one who ties his laces right