Monday, April 9, 2007
virtually yours!
All day long I often hang out at a quite corner in the cyber space
Throwing my dice and playing my part
Watching hearts grope in the virtual reality
Some tenderly and some out of curiosity
Seeking each other out in a mad rush hour
From behind closed cabins
Or in the unruly comfort of their soft mattresses
Some between the daily grind of commerce
Searching frenzied for their research.
A bored mother at a cross word junction
Grandpa trading his shares for a profit
A jaunty kid at the anime world
A mad scientist on an elusive trail
Cafes smelling of fantasies
Where boys sullied by tacky porn
E- Mails shuttling back and forth
Chatting up and chatting down
Shutting down when all is down.
Moments made moments lost
World at your fingertips
Playing Gods and Goddesses
Create, sustain demolish at will
Gaming when they feel like it…
Here’s to you dear cyber space!
Sunday, April 8, 2007
The serotonin hype!
Aimlessly wandering around
Clueless and waiting
Amassing the dreams
Some fresh, some grayed
And yet some frayed and faded
Waiting to get home free
For that holy moment of consummation.
Discard this one, or keep this one
Tries to gamble the disturbed soul
But endlessly clutches on to them dear
Until the sure cold hand disband
In just a flash all of them dreams
to the casket or vault or ashes
what a choice!
Like dew drops on a summer’s day!
Saturday, April 7, 2007
you and I!
why not?
It’s a bland life
Pure and simple
Despite the madness
In and around
Some worries and some berries
But I get by with a pinch of salt
And all the milk and sugar I can
But sometimes the milk turns sour
And the sugar gets burned
What the heck
I still love a nice nutty caramel flavored yogurt
With buried worries and berries on top...
I wonder!
Would have I lived different?
if I were you I wonder, stranger
I love your actions, smiles and gestures so brave
You ooze confidence, perfection and power
You in all your immutable glory
Render me useless in a world so unreachable…
I’ve tried, and tired of the faces that I wear
Of painful reminders of my perfect farces.
Friday, April 6, 2007
A Blog is Born!
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