Saturday, October 25, 2008

With Your Deep Brown Eyes


All day I crave for carvings under my skin
The sweat of our passion dripping inside me
Constantly using our bodies for the simple strain of jeering pleasure
My love for you is simply equaled by no one other
My quest for togetherness, coolness and calmness
Waiting to turn this image into our reality
I cannot let you live in these images for long
Our substainence craves for the variability of pleasure
Not of our past and your phantoms of fever

Oh my little baby, with your deep brown eyes
Looking at them even makes my stained soul sympathize
All those days with you make my nights hypnotize
You make your life sound like it's some fictional trash
You walk around the streets with me in a beauty that is forgotten
I hear some of the guys behind, speaking of something forbidden
But you don't give a shit, you say they're too simplistic, rather even pathetic
Oh my baby, with your deep brown eyes

I understand when you say that you have been dragged somewhere far away
I know he shouldn't have hurt you, definitely not this way
You were simply blinded by the light
But now you seek shelter under the shadows of the moon
Let me be that shelter, let me be that safe cocoon
I'll love you my baby, please be with me soon

Friday, October 24, 2008


Jealousy she says always taunts me
I simply ask her, "whats wrong with that baby?"
She simply stays numb and still waits for my answer
This is exactly the point when I see all blur
Of course I am jealous
The point of me not being so is simply baseless
She waited for more with her eye rather coy less

I'm jealous of all the men she has been with
I am jealous of all the men she is surrounded with
"Why?" she asks me,"for you are my love"
God almighty, this is where I look for some help from above
Fear it seems takes over my answers
Fuck, I guess this is gonna take more than a few hours

Honesty is something I'm afraid of now
It's time for the naked truth to come out and take a bow

I'm jealous of all the men who get to see her everyday
I'm jealous of all the days she gives them without delay
For me it's two, for them it's five
They get to talk to her so much that their words could land up in an archive

But above all my jealousy, I miss her so much
Want to feel her hair or even her soft touch
I miss all the nights I would spend holding her
Then her alarm would go off, prompting her to go home, fucking life's a bitch, a fucking blunder
Obsessive some may call me
But what's love without some obsession

Would she talk to me now
Or would it still be a ciao

Thursday, October 16, 2008

umm...shit...how do I even think of this!!!!!


I came across this sentence once, that it simply doesn't matter in life if you're not that strong, all that matters is how strong you feel from the inside. Thoreau once said that rather than your money, your advice, faith and fairness, how about giving me the simple truth... That's Henry Thoreau, but his thoughts usually run in my mind. I've come across so many people these days who feel that they don't deserve love. They simply want to be left alone in their quiet spaces so that they can close the gaps that were brought in by the past. For such people, I only have one simple question, if I were to smile and run into your arms, would you be able to see what I see?

I am one of those people who is terrified of water but simply enchanted by the sea. Stare into the sea and you'll know what I'm talking about. The only gifts that the sea has to offer you is its harsh blows. But that's not all of it. It also gives you the chance of feeling rather strong on occasions when you stand in the water, battling the waves. I may not be a sea specialist or anything, however, I do know that that's the way it is in the real world. Life always gives you an opportunity to feel strong, it allows you to measure your strength at least once. One fine day, you will find yourself in the most ancient of human surroundings where you will be facing the death stone all alone. You will be all alone, helpless, with only your head and hands at your disposal.

Monday, October 13, 2008

I Won't Stop Baby Even If You Let me To

You told me not to love you
Alas, my love surpasses whatever you're going through
Don't get me wrong baby, it's not like I don't know you
But it's the fact that you write this, when you have me to talk to
May be it's all different that you feel for me
But when you looked into my eyes that night,
it only showed you a part of what I feel for you
Thoughts can be misguiding, but you know it's all true

You say you're gonna lose me, but how can that be?
Cuz I've linked my soul to yours too, however tainted you say it to be
My words may not be as good as yours my love
But what I write is for you, honesty, affection and all of the above

Be warned my love, I'm not battling your words with mine
But my words are simply there to clear your mind
You say that you're not worth of my love
I say that you're worth more, worth more than you can find in my eyes
One day you'll find my eyes all empty and glassy
But it's not that everything I feel has disappeared
It will only show you that whatever I had, have given to you by my stare
And my eyes are looking at yours so that you complete me with my emptiness

I end my note because there's no other happier path out there
It's always been you my love, it's my life I want you to share
I may sound grieved, I may sound broken
That's only because there are so many words left unspoken
So clear your mind with all these thoughts
I have nothing but love for you and more of it from where it was brought