Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Trying to press a button or two
I pressed 'W' and killed the ant (accidentally)
All in name of mailing you.
This set me musing on the meaning of life
A four letter word which rhymes with wife
Some people live and some people die
While others just watch them, laugh and lie
But that doesn't answer my question at all
That's the whole trick said a voice in my head
Ah, I see, No, I hear and understand
What people don't know even when they are dead
The answer is that there is no answer
Because you have to learn the questions first
When life is the biggest question, so clever
Can there be an answer to forever?
Friday, August 24, 2007
I am eiteen!!, i am eiteen!!
Fuck the world!! fuck the world!!
I am in love with the ! key!!!!!!
I will fuck them all, I will never fall
I am young, hot blood runs in my veins
I will learn to fly before I learn to crawl
My horse is made of fire I bite into the reins
I think I'm losing my fucking brain
I don't think therefore I am not
I'm not cool I'm not hot
This liquid misery is all I've got
Turn the clock to future fast
All this anger is not meant to last
Someday I'll look back and laugh
At my stupid teenage anger, ha ha
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Wednesday, August 22, 2007
He has eaten six planets now he's looking for you
If he doesn't find you i'm sure he won't rest
This the reality and this is not a test
It's like waking up from a dream and finding it true
Like a mathematic question paper is in front of you
No way you can cheat and you don't know shit
You are scared to bits and you can't go back to sleep
Yes yes yes, this is just like this
You will get eaten by the mad dragon's kiss
He will roast you first to 215 degrees
Nothing better than a human cooked above the knees
So tonight when you sleep keep just one eye closed
Tape the other up or staple it or don't sleep at all
The mad dragon is waiting in your dreams
With a maths question paper, just waiting for your screams.
He will eat you rolled in your answer sheets.
Saturday, August 11, 2007
The little bird said no
The bear picked his bag
And said goodbye to the crow
A light shone upon the jungle
The tiger chewed on grass
A deer hunted down a zebra
A crocodile let a rabbit pass
A hunter stood all bewildered
Another hunter dropped his gun
One mumbled and walked away
One heard it said that it was no fun
A drop of violence wandered aimlessly
In the jungle where peace had descended
Tigers and monkeys roamed in harmony
The eternal feud had ended
The came man, armed with bigger guns, they all had a lot of fun.
Friday, August 10, 2007
This new rant
Is really important!
Where is the sense in the world?
Where are the roses in the mud?
Where is the peace that was promised?
And all the non-sense is not missed
The Tv feeding shit in heads of you and me
Your brains actually, I don't watch Tv
The radio is spewing out equal amounts of shit
I'm pretty happy not listening to it.
Somethings will always make sense and others not
Like an ice cube full of fire, is it cool or hot?
The magic of the winds you just choose to ignore
There is too much music all around, how can you get bored?
Just like always we are at the end of the road,
But there is a turn at the bend by the grace of Zod
If you see a man on the road with a sign saying HELL
We are all going there you might pick him as well.
We strive to not make sense!
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Tuesday, August 7, 2007
You can't get rid of it even if you speak like a nerd
You talk normally to all when you are out of home
But in your room you hold your head and cry alone
Ha! yes! I'm pointing these fingers at you
I must because this is something no one else will do
I have to tell you this because this is very very vital
To maintain your sanity and for your survival
Yes it sounds scary now I know you are concerned
But the itch is the fire where anyone can get burned
I have doused mine so I am spreading the word
Now to the last para, read and don't be a nerd
The World Was Formed From The Sneeze Of A Monkey
And this sentence holds the key, you'll see, he he
Next time you feel the itch, don't start to bitch
Learn this poem by heart and face the curse of the monkey
That's about it.
Sunday, August 5, 2007
Are people reading something in this place
These lazy buggers won't leave a comment
Are they so happy to observe my torment?
I spend my time rhyming this shit
I put up a feed, cbox and counter for hits
There is even an email subscription too
Then why don't I get comments from you?
I don't mean to get preachy I just want to entertain
Get some of the madness into your brain
But you just come and read, don't the words move you?
Would it take a song from me on youtube to groove you?
But if I sang a song you won't be able to take it
Till the end of it you won't be able to make it
So know what to do I'm done with dropping hints
Be a good reader and leave me comments!!!
This is dedicated to all the comment hungry bloggers :)
Saturday, August 4, 2007
I woke up taken by a fright
My room filtered in a blue moonlight
Another dream had taken flight.
I feel the hunger in my stomach
I feel the thirst for blood in my soul
I feel the madness crawling at the back of my neck
I feel the night dissolving in one tiny speck
I am awake and bathed in sweat yet
I see her sitting close by me
She oblivious to my presence
Does she know that I can see...her
I ask her things and she whispers replies
Every time she speaks a little of me dies
The I ask her to lull me back to sleep
And give me a dream that is mine to keep.
Corresponding story "I, Night" on A Story A Day