Archive for September, 2010


removed the old… placed creed and caste over it
fought with brothers and killed our sisters
slayed the young and bled the elders

the men who become gods
whose temple and mosques they want to build
had given a message clear to all who heard their prayer
live like one and love equal to all

cheers of my caste, symbols of my motherland
what came first is the race here
have not learned, humans we have to be first
cheer for love and not the kill

guns fire and swords slay to break
lives destroyed are not easy to create
ask the 18 year old who still weeps for his father
dead he was the day they destroyed

practice your faith live your vows
say no more
no more of this bullshit
we the people shall not fight
people will come together to build a new school

school of thoughts which preach human rights
human beings around me lets start being human
create a world where we live without fear.

three parts equal
as we were now we shall be one
hope they have learned their lesson
people aren’t fools anymore, politicians please do hear
we want to be one don’t make the gullible ones suffer

peace we shall have
land of our gods will be happy
flowers will bloom and boards will be removed
bravo judiciary you made em all proud

i saw a couple may be just a couple of years younger then me ( iam only 30) and the wife was pregnant and they looked so happy together …so this to them and their dream building….


They were walking down a street
hand in hand and dreams building
married few years ago
parents consented and friends blessed
months came to years and days beautiful then ever
now she expects a new life breathing inside
happy with a mothers glow she smiles
hand in hand and dreams building
adorable two…. soon to be a family
hopes of a new begining dawn their every morning
what, how, when,  are words not defined
they are happy with wants from life
money is not thought but worked upon
home is so happy that he makes double
they looked so happy hand in hand that i dont want this to have an end.

two words

Posted: September 29, 2010 in beloved, helpless, loved ones, Romance
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they are very generous ppl and i accept this award with humbleness


two words

heart beats
life skips
eyes meet
words rhyme
love sings
she speaks
fool jumps
hand holds
lost souls
her eyes
she lies
fool cries
vows new
splits wide
two words
good bye

yo holy one above there
you made the distance you made be apart

strange you behave when i travel from so far
open mind … spirit all that i could be

yo holy one above you there
aren’t you watching looking down below

mad must be i to make believe
gates opened and closed so fast i couldn’t even see ahead

yo holy one above don’t you hear
stood at the gates with heavy breath

made to look like a stranger
but it is i who doesn’t understand your making and behavior

yo holy one can’t you speak
tell them all i not a loser

i saw and heard… therefore i believed
the soft whispers of happiness to his welcome

yo holy one can you not really see
could you not picture me there on the door step

knocked the frame ….pushed the door open
hoping for a familiar smile but meeting a skeptical eye

yo holy one some call you god
Am I not praying right,  Am I not singing your hymns right

what use are your powers holy one
when you cant make the godforsaken meet
then your powers are useless to me,
don’t ever ask me again to come pray at your gates
wont be wise to have a fool like me rain my anger on thee.


Posted: September 25, 2010 in beloved, insane, loved ones, Romance, warriror
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random as it can be

for i write this as i say it or want it to be

words have to not always have a meaning

sometimes a wink of an eye at an unprecedented hour is welcome

things that i say might seem alright to you for others they are vague

call at that hour un-parliamentary hour is considered love too

pass a bill if you have too i am not gona improve

things i will still say and songs i will still sing aloud

neighbors get a ear plug or better love me words

cause I am a random guy a definition destroys me

sad or war like rise i can with every word your eyes have to say

prayer or temple…giggle or butterfly

compare how much i try i can

somethings dont need a poem to be described

mind might try to hide heart gives away the fool inside…..

foolosopher 😀

Me Princess

Posted: September 23, 2010 in family, loved ones, school
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sweetie pie chocolate pie the apple of my eye
lovely smile and you opened you eyes
held you in my arms with warmth inside

every fathers proud day to hold his child
to see his wife smile by the side
happiness profound unimaginably loud

feed you crushed apple through a soft spoon
sang like an ogre to make you sleep sound
giggled you with me tickle on your nose
grew so fast like me random written prose

questions so many you asked
thinking daddy always knows it all
vague magical stories i made at every day fall
daddies arms made cushion for me baby doll

1st day at school looking beautiful in morning hue
held me hand tight at the gates with eyes asking Do i have to go
moist were my eyes when you turned with the fast scar
chocolate treat with every prize and a spank at every naughty do

growing up your fast
one day you shall read this all
think of me as a friend who helped you grow
prayers of mine say one thing to god Make a good person of me girl

5 years only your are now
decades will soon pass and fear only one thing
my daughter thinks of me only as her old man
promise i to you will write a poem every year for you
so you would know how much daddy loves you.


Posted: September 23, 2010 in deep notions, insane
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Your car just polished up and new coated color shining pretty black under a coconut tree.
tall dark bark with lush green leaves and almost ripe coconuts with a golden green color.
thud…crash boom bang… a nice big coconut comes crashing down making a huge dent on the top of the car which was just delivered after a new paint job and a good polish.
you are starring at the car and admiring the gleaming black color and trying to see if there are any spots left and there now a big freaking dent on the top of the car.
the dent looks like as if when a boy splashes water in a pot hole and the murky water splashes upwards…if you pause this moment and the way water will be stuck in mid air in a amoebic shape …exactly thats how the dent looks like.
your jaw opens and drops down like a draw bridge on Hercules castle and struck are you by that large thud sound you dont say anything for almost 10 seconds completely silent yet mouth open wide and just then you utter oh O Mother of holy F*&K god What the hell happened.

Then you try to reason with your brain and try to think what can be done now and the 1st thought in your mind is that you havent taken the car in possession cause its at the garage and you dint open the door and sit in it so the car is the mechanics responsibility.

when you turn to look at the mechanic hes got a face like the little lines on a rule book which reads Act Of God is not covered.
you try to think of something really smart to make sure that the garage guy takes the blame for it…theres nothing that comes to your mind.

But he parked the car under the tree and you havent taken delivery so he needs to bare the cost of that…as this thought comes to your mind and you hear the mechanic say…. Sir if you had not made me hurry to complete the job the car would have been in the waxing section till now and would have come myself to deliver the car later in the evening”

You curse your self for being such a haste always. sad face dawns on you and you realize that theres nothing that you can do.

Walk towards the car becomes the longest strides of your life till that moment of Thud….. and you open the door and check the dent from the inside and the bulge on the roof seems like a cavity in your tooth and how bad it hurts when you drink cold water.
you push your hand to the bulge hoping to make it alrite as it was before and then suddenly it works and you hurriedly pull your head to the outside slightly banging your head on the door frame and feel happy that apart from a few scratch marks all is back to normal and you step back ask the mechanic to look at the spot and he affirms its okay to you…….
If the sell price of that car was 150,000 after the polish it went down to 100,000 on the thud, during the thud going up it kept fluctuating and once the dent vanished to a few scratches it became 125,000… so a coconut tree above a car is its devaluator.
If your luck is as bad as the US fund investors then again a Huge Thud sound will be heard and this time there wont be an undenting to the devaluators actions 😀


Posted: September 23, 2010 in Uncategorized
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i wrote a poem
i made it for all to see
how would i know so would she

read it through
cherished her 1st comment
made friends in an instant
astronomy one could say
enjoyed the company
with every memory shared it was like deja vu written

all my life i only heard of this
strangers making past and future unite
how would i know she would read it too
connection so strong distances cant deny

beautiful as her eyes so does she write
now iam reading her thoughts
thinking why did we talk
she and i both remain puzzled
astronomy one could say
finally i write this asking to make sense
for projections of visions are read and fools dont understand