The Mockingbird

The Mocking bird sat in happiness
Waited for her Bat’s visit by the night
The Mocking bird sensed in the wilderness
It was just not one of those midnight flight
Something was not right
The bat she loved wasn’t in the sight
After the after-hours of nocturnal
flew to find her beloved
hovered over the old dark tree
the favorite branch, under the umbra
in twilight where they felt free
the clouds seemed at a fight
and the Bat hung all scorched
friends as they gathered told the story right
the bat had taken a flight in the light
to assemble the twigs Mocking bird once yearned
taking one of the last look at his love
in humour he said
I couldn’t wait for the night, hey bird
Isn’t that the time we meet?
Tears they dropped from the Mocking’s eyes as she heard
Those last of the words came out of her warrior Bat
As he hung in the dark all so surrounded
Smile he carried on his way down
When did death touched
Known only to Bat so beloved
Or the Mocking birds mourn

Zero Gravity

when they asked me to think of you
I went blind
Am I scraed or
am I dead?
oh yeah! the silarity
stands tall
And now this diesease
is here
to get me
And now this wound
is here
to kill me

don't you feel like riding
when you see me
don't you pulstate faster
when you touch me
And the hidden fear
of a rear pull
does it get you
'coz it gets me
yeah 'coz it gets me
more than I want it to

Been lonely for reasons unknown
just had to put some
words together
But it doesn't seem to work out
the castle breaksdown
as the aces and jacks
they tumble
yeah they tumble down to the ground

Like a man
as tragic as I am
Holding tighter to a rope
holding so it can break
yeah holding so it can break
will I make it?
yeah

when they asked me to feel
I felt nothing more
than the ice cube
kept silently in
the summer sun

Its zero gravity
but still I'm falling
theres no gravity
and I'm falling!!

Minefields in the Head

I look at my face
in the mirror
and don't understand
Where did I lose the boy?
For this dead flesh of a man
Blood ties stood broken
& Life so stained
With the blood of my own
But somehow it felt pretty good

My brothers stand across
the borders known
for them to kill me
and me to kill 'em
When did revenge become my religion?
Where did this insanity come from?
And got inside my brain
Still I enjoyed the slaughter

There were times when people lived on blood.
And lonely did stand a warrior who had nothing much to
give up
But all he craved for was peace
Wasn’t he the warrior?
Who would plunder and rape
For just his phallus to reap
And so does my child created a world
Of doom and gloom
Did his mother never taught him
There is no harm in a kill
I like the way she spoke
I like the way she walked
But life takes it turn and
So does my soul
& The feeling is good

Survivors of the society
Are still waiting for shelter
From the next one to come
But all in vain, as rivers do not flow
It’s just the current
My love should get all I want
When I’m gone to conquer the wild lands
Tombstones galore
And faith is not what I adhere to

Was never good with my grades
Did never I paint pictures of fake snow peaks
But my gene pool snakes
With double tongues spat in my eyes
And Governments at war
Took my childhood away

It ain't them whom I blame
as I was the one who should have picked up the
dynamite
When did the God I pray to?
Preached to take lives?
It’s never too wrong
To kill the womb I came out of

Time to rebuild is here
As moments still float around
to paint snow peaks
and be good with my grades!!

Conversations in Isolation

Born as a pup of a man
The nose feels like bleeding
instead of sneezing
‘coz of the change will walk on the thread of truth
I don’t wanna take the quest
it makes me wonder and search
Can’t flow with the larger pattern
so suffer with the marked lot
& the face is washed with blood
The earth longs for some more flesh
& I just want the poison of the weird
Feared shadows of the dark
claw my skin and soul
& now you make it so hard
to fuck my own world
Easy lambs at stake
for the angels to kiss the concrete for once & steal
my peace
Kill the songs and their words
for they are as hollow as their meanings
Again I loose myself
tall stands my sorrow
The stains on the alley walls are of your memories
Take me back to where I belong
but theres a message for us to ponder
Consider the walls revolving around me
my only friends that read me & for me to read
Price is high
that can only be paid in crimson
The bulb so unhung
throws too much light in my dilated eyes
Stealing the view from my window
for the painting of some art of sorts
& I seek the solace in some dead machine
Interrogating my flesh bit by bit
but I’ll disappoint you by sailing off to the levy
The wounds need some time to heal
the cure lies in the wasted spirit
Hypnotized by the haunted plughole
the graveyard of the worms we slaughtered lie there
Again I rise on my feet
only to fall once more
Still theres room in my transparent gloom
for all to take a stroll
Last words of some loon
call me to cover his corpse with my skin
I can talk to myself
as long as the thoughts keep on following
Such are the confessions
for the sins I don’t repent
Clarity the only virtue I seek
& will touch
If nothing survives anymore
I’ll go hunting for the ghosts!!

A man from the dark came along,
To find out where I am going & where am I from
I said its your well dug grave motherfucker!!

Ants

The ants have once again lost their way
the light dims and blinds them
My friend and true shadow walks languidly towards the
promised land
once with the strongest bondage now ripped, for the
circumstance fooled them

The ants have lost their way
and so have my soul
Not the bullets nor the shrapnel, its the gods that
tend to kill my friends
survival is but for the weak, for the strong walks
side by side to death on the razor's edge

The ants have lost their way
now its time to achieve what awaits them
Amusements are momentary but melancholy holds the
ground for longer
wind help them move closer to the road to nowhere
and a stamp by an unloving sole helps 'em even more,
the ants, my soul brothers, have found their way.

My Woman

Your navel lies in the most beautiful part of the world,
like cannabis you make my throat go dry,
like a sedative you tranquilize my brain,
and like a sensual overdose,
you take me languidly towards my end!

Guns of Golan

Golan Heights!! This is dedicated to a Mossad agent who helped in locating the strategically positioned Guns on the Golan Heights. Syria used to bomb Israel on a regular basis through them. But the agent was caught and hanged when he was found transmitting information regarding a terrorist attack Syria and Palastine were planning to conduct in Tel Aviv.

Heard a blast
in the neighbourhood,
and I know its gonna last
till my eyes are full of soot.
the Guns of Golan,
the Guns of Golan.

Searching for some innocent flesh
scattered on the streets of despair,
Mothers looking for some familiar dress
bloodstained and tattered they lie beyond repair
coz of the Guns of Golan,
coz of the Guns of Golan

Our brothers are fighting
and they'll win the war ,
I'll halt these killings
but my end aint far
I'll crush the Guns of Golan,
I'll crush the Guns of Golan!

A nOtE oN sUiCiDeS

she is dancing on the edge,
mystic air around,
fake smiles frolic aimlessly for food,
moves languidly near my well occupied grave,
prayers are for sinners, and I pray everyday,
distant lands remain untouched, can't they be near?
somewhere on that street I breathe,
craving for a mere laugh,
it takes a small pull for all my angst,
you can take my empty soul to ponder,
go page by page,
slice and bleed for relieving the pain,
as I lie like a mesmerized moth
near a never dying flame!

Drench it Crimson (the new wave)

If it was a mistake
& this life is in fake
Then the 1st is for me
Making you own the last
Polishing the bullets to strike
As I look them in the eyes
I see the curse of war
& it is not making any sense to me so far

I have these…bombshells blowing within with strong precision
It is about time to…drench it crimson

The drugs do me
But I do them more
Power to raise the questions
is by silence for me in store
Relief for your own soul
Won’t come by damaging mine
Learn for your own sake to
Play on a different note

I’ve got these…bombshells blowing within with strong precision
It is about time to…drench it crimson

Several examples they serve you with
When all you need is just a silent trick
This rebel inside is now breaking loose
‘cmon ‘cmon give your best hit
I’ll make sure that you land in the deepest pit
Talk peace, sound and harmony my friend
I’ll make sure you dance & laugh in the happiest trend

bombshells are exploding within the head with strong precision
time has now arrived to…drench it crimson

The Journey

Walking on with speed of a run
Listening to the strings & words of some unknown
The recent changes turn around for a déjà vu
As the wheels of life step up with a different view

Through these mobile windows…we see wild flowers in bloom
We see at times beauty in ruins and gloom

Rescued from death by force though pale & faint
Mine as whom washed from spot of child bed taint
Came vested all in white, pure as her mind
Sweetness and goodness in her as a person shined

Yeah, yeah…its true
Through these mobile windows…we see wild flowers in bloom
We see at times beauty in ruins and gloom

As to embrace me she inclined to her delight
I woke up, she fled, and the day brought back my night
All along the journey we question authority by rule
And taking it to the hilt to shake and thus killing its cool

Yeah, yeah…we do
Through these mobile windows…we see wild flowers in bloom
We see at times beauty in ruins and gloom

Induced

Success in Slaying
of your ever loving family,
Blood sits on your poisonous fly
and it seems to be crying.

Defend the dreaming
but you’ll fail,
Now fight for your reason
and with me for some drifting.

Save the drowning
if they need help,
Streets of the junk
are also now not anymore flying.

Damn the healing
and wait for your freak,
You can save gracefully for my feed
the juice induced pushing!

Venomous Blood

I kill in the sense of consciousness,
but, yeah, I walk senselessly.
They say insanity rules by brain
as if I give a fucking damn

feel my mind
feel my soul!

I move slowly & pace up for peace,
It has just moved in with chaos.
This blood is making me think,
and is flowing gracefully.
Feel my mind
Feel my soul

Hold on to my unused sex,
But with vengeance I’ll slice your heart apart.
Hear my mind
Hear my soul!!

DEPRIVATION

Widen the moat around your fortress
It is just seconds away from molestation,
A trip of misery tells the tale of destruction
& the fear goes to sleep.

Wanna make love to corpses
What is the name of the game?
Cyclones hits the nerve of my madness,
for it is too late now.

Drift away lil’ glow
& I slip back into a different life,
Forgive me for all the pains,
& I’ll forgive you just in vain.

Your hunger doesn’t relate to love for mortals
it’s the gaze that is inviting copulations.
For your ever existing netherworld.

Happy, I am...

It has always been the way it was
It will never change
Crystal my eyes turn
Yes, often they do
Hurt I felt and
it flew off to
Some place I know not
Well served
As Cold I wished
in order
& form

Distanced from the reality
but not from reason
May I introduce to you
my personal demon
I will not share
I will not
If only did we
notice the scars hidden
I fear, am sorry
Can't release them to any
Its my place of haunt & thought
Visiting me now & then

Driven by the acts
of a former me
Drifted by the waves
as wild as imagination
of an evermore me
Fun I derive from
from all of it
This in its entity
is eternal bliss
I've gifted myself
An untouched & unrevealed
happiness in its own purity!