Thursday, 25 September 2008

Sounds!!

The sound of tomorrow
from the dreams of today
they are fertilized- hatched
weaned if death do not find them
and left to clutch as they would
to deal with true and untrue
with rights and privileges
trust and betrayals
to learn and rise
from their own mistakes
to mourn their own loss
loss of the dream
the dream that beat the drums
drums which gives rhythm to their lyrics
the lyrics from the dream
which will become the great sound,
sounds of tomorrow.

DOOMED

Struggling so hard to hang on
hang-on to the cord that bind us
the cord which gives me strength
strength which keeps the hope alive
hope that promises another day
another day were the wrongs can be righted
and the right be perfected
the lizard is in the crack
cracking the wall of my heart
but he wags his tail happily
smiling, yet bruising the heel
I have given it all
my all and all
all that is left is nothing but my life
Life is seeping out gently
Gently and gently, the cord is slipping.
Oh! this must be a dream
wake me when its over,
who can i call?
no one to help,
Oh! am doomed
i am doomed,
i blame no one,
i take it all, all the blame
all the blemish, i accept
that i may live, live and live again
But, am the fool again
the ram meant for the slaughter slab
Obituary! dawn at dusk
The story of a heart,
caught in a ship that sank,
sank at bay,
nothing was found, nothing ws wrong,
except that,.................
I was doomed

Lets stay friends

Friends should not fight
let the anger take a flight
flee from my sight
ye who seek fight

Friends should leave in peace
in the peace of God
or that which they can find
or that which life allows them

Friends should not fight,
rather fight that which cause them to weep,
weep, to sorrow and mourn
mourn that one whom he fought the night before

Friends should not cry
but life would spare not one
as the rain soaks all,
tears, sorrow and pains rains
flooding some and just a drizzle elsewhere....

We all need a friend
to fight the battle of life,
tears, sorrow and pains are inevitable,
the goodbyes will come
even death the wrestler lurks
waiting for the final bout,
but before then......

Lets play together,
share our tears, sorrow and pains,
together, lets fight this battle that life brings,
lets merry and hold hands,
before the final bout which only God can win.
for we are debtors, we must pay

Oh friend! lets not fight
lets play forever