Monday, January 19, 2009

Why colour red chases colour green?

A slow start and no one to blame,
and you find yourself alone and stray,
u lay down beside an empty road with a burning flame,
the world on the outside seems colourful except yours is grey.

So you want to break free and enter the colour,
and some find themselves where they really want to be,
they deserve it for the work they have put in,
now with a quick start in their shoes I want to see me.

Colour its so attractive and bright,
especially the green one,
its so beautiful at its very 1st sight,
but what we dont realise what the colour red has done.

colour red was that of many,
but one that shed the least got it all,
from his high chair where he sits he mocks at many,
but one day will come when colour green will fall.

The day has come so what will colour red do,
he runs from place to place,
colour green has fallen without any reason,
and colour red is back to the greys..

Sunday, January 11, 2009

killers you love

Excuses for these will never end,                                                 
When you say your living life they are killing you within,
the pleasure lasts for sometime and the effects 're never on your side,
Rules and regulations never will you abide.

As one grows their brain they say matures,
and those things make you think like a two year old,
I'm not a lier nor am I a hypocrite,
All I do by having these is affect my wit.

Quitting these seems impossible to some in life,
but how does quitting come easy for something they despise.

Thursday, January 8, 2009

I wanna go travel now

Travels on my mind,
New lands I want to see,
leaving the sad old memories behind,
I want to walk, run and fly free.

Dreams tell me what i want to achieve,
Money and property I dont care about,
I want to write a book about me,
Where all my exploits I ll talk about.

 Decision time is here now,
with careers to choose,
I dont want to live a boring life,
to have one place for work I refuse.




Tuesday, January 6, 2009

Healthy thoughts??

Random thoughts ran on my mind today, as I walked on the wet promenade I saw people run, walk, talk all passed by me and I couldn't make sense of anything they said. I just caught broken words, I, they, am, diet,fuck,seriously,oh god, and ofcourse the grunt from the fat old women who seemed to be struggling to keep up with the others. I tried jogging but as I was on break from any sort of exercise for the past 2 months I gave in. I managed jogging only for mere 5-10 minutes and then I just thought of walking the rest to reduce my guilt to have put in no time for physical fitness. I guess I need someone to keep me on my toes when it comes to jogging,my friend Amey did a good job I must say, I just can't jog without him, and I'm writing this on facebook as he's not a member, this way neither am I lying nor am I hurting my ego, by letting him know this. After a brief sprint my legs automatically walked to the edge where I sat to watch couples carressing each other, I am uncomfortable with PDA so I kept my eyes away from them. I noticed the sun was now ready to bid its goodbye and had turned wonderfully red, I caught a picture. Sunsets signify sadness rather generates this really sullen feeling within, the irony is flocks of people gather to catch a glimpse. I got up and began walking. Again I met the same people that had walked past me this time there were new words, new expressions, they were tired now.

One thing that amazed me, people didn't speak, nor did they smile at each other. They walked or jogged on the same turf, so much was different in the way they looked the way they talked, their hair, their clothes all different. But they continued to walk to achieve one goal alone lose weight, shed pounds, decrease their waist line. And this was on that promenade, the guarded promenade with security guards swarming around to not let in the outsiders. Now lets talk about the outsiders, these outsiders comprised of people too. The throng of beggars that kept looking at the joggers or the hawkers awaiting a customer to cheat on their diet or those ballon wallas who attracted the joggers kids with their fantastically coloured ballons. I looked at them and felt lucky, I eat, gain weight and can afford to lose it. They'll die if they lose the same kilo and I keep cribbing about. I kept thinking , we always thought about how much money we waste why do we take our health for granted then. Why do models puke out what they eat while anothers are dying without food. Why eat so much and then crib about it. I am a cribber too. It's something to think about, maybe next time I go have dinner maybe I'll think twice before placing an order. As I walked down the promenade I noticed my fellow joggers and I lay in the middle, between sadness caused by nature and sadness caused by poverty.

Saturday, January 3, 2009

Battle

Fear not he said to him,
walk on in my son,
be courageous and shoot like you just dont care,
thats how all battles are won,


No arms, no war, no guns u need,
With No fight ,no deception, no lie,
Walk on in and try to feel the pain,
but never let the truth die.

Such words work when men fight men,
but theres one battle, this battle no man can fight,
its the cold hand of death I am talking about,
that day will come for sure, all have to face the light.