Monday, December 31, 2007

Same Cross, Different Nails

Everyone Dies
Everyone Fails
Compared to Death's style
Life colours look pale

So love bring out that hammer
I am begging to be nailed
With your sharp words
And your promises
To this cross of life again

Hammer them real deep ok
I want to look cool while I am up there
Oh and rub some oil on my abs
Can I have a clip for my long hair?

I'll hang my head on side for the effect
So I can see my fans all clear
I see them stretched miles for the crucifixion
Hey! I think its a happy new year!

But its same shit different day
The same I had yesterday
Same cross different nails
Just more comments on the email.

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Happy New year to You All
Get drunk, Stumble but don't fall
Get friends to walk you, or crawl
But on all counts have a ball!!

YAY!



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5 comments:

  1. Yea i wud want every single chick to nail me over n agn....with my hands tied...urgghh....happy naya saal....fr a change

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  2. i love the poem...
    brilliant!!
    tribute to monotony of life...

    cheers!

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  3. TOT...
    with a face like your icon's, i'm sure they'd be 'coming' with real hammers and nails ;)
    happy naya saal aapoko bhi ;)

    Vitruvian...
    there are worse things to write about than monotony :P Cheers!

    WF...
    Lovely comment, and with icons of naked angels they are even more fun! :D

    Love and Ice-cream!

    N

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  4. hehe... nice one... very new year oriented.. im sure many ppl mirror the same feelings.. actually i think i cn think of atleast three who do...

    hope u had fun on new yaer's eve n all...

    cheers!

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