Monday, April 30, 2012


Yesterday, I was so inspired
Come today, I am so tired
Days have passed
I've still done nothing
Is that why
My muse has ceased to sing?
It's futile to make sense of this
But I know I will still try
When I find the answer
I'll curl up in a corner and die
My corpse will become a part of the ground
Mushrooms will grow all around
In the darkness and the shit
I guess, this is it.
Is it?

Wednesday, April 25, 2012


It's been too long
That we've mistaken
Motion for progress
Now we're stuck in this mess

There is no way out of it
We're too deep in this shit
Stuck on vibration mode
No end to this road

The only way to go is down
With a smile or a frown
Keep digging deeper still
Dig to the bottom of this hill

Leave behind all shame and pride
And maybe fall
Through the other side.

Hope Less

Friday, April 20, 2012

The Inbox Zero

I've chased productivity
Tried to follow GTD
I tried to follow what I know
And made my Gmail inbox count zero

There are no unread emails anymore
I've labeled them, they're all stored
Under "Ideas" and "Follow Up"
I hope I won't mess up

The idea is to tackle things
As soon as they come up
Read the email when phone sings
And kick procrastination's ass

Wish me luck and wish me speed
Wish me all the things I need
Trying new things can be fun
When you move from place between zero and one

I don't know, this one just formed itself. 

You can google GTD. I don't follow it all, just try some things, dip my toes in its waters n all.

Friday, April 13, 2012

The Drug Called Speed

I love the acceleration 
The roaring wind in my ears
Brushing wings with danger
My spine electrified with fear

With all senses heightened
There is only road and the machine
The world just vanishes, so do I
Beyond my headlight's beam

Nothing can hurt me now
Invincible, as long as I am moving
There is strength between my legs
That's what this speed is proving

The song of the engine is everything
I won't give it up for the world
As long as this machine runs, i'd ride
And escape from all the hurt

Some days, riding my bike is the only good thing about the day. This one is dedicated to my bike!

Thursday, April 12, 2012


I used to be so angry
I used to be so fierce
I used to curse and swear
I used to live in fear

I still live in fear
With a calm sense of dejection
Indifference has seeped in my veins
Like cold ice water

There are few things that faze me now
I've grown over most of the pain somehow
The scabs are hard like steel
The don't let me feel

The chaos is just an undercurrent
While I float an inch above the water
I sleep slightly unsure
If I've gotten dumber or become smarter