The sheep are dying,
Your smile, stop.
Don't you see?
Don't you see?
You laugh and enjoy your parade,
You spill all your lemonade.
Careless, yes you are.
Careless, yes you are.
You've seen the strangest of days,
You've seen through my gloomy maze.
Yet you're blind now,
You're blind now.
You ride, you crossed the tide.
No more, you can't run and hide.
You're trapped, caged.
You're trapped and caged.
What used to be, a dream,
A nightmare, dark, beautiful, your scream.
Blaring through the radio, your scream.
Blaring through the radio.
I'm back to my rambling,
Hitchhiking life, and gambling.
Play my cards, that's all I have.
Play my cards.
Mystic mountains, A deep fog,
Laughing frogs.
They're laughing at you,
They're laughing at you.
Is your mask broken?
A parting token.
Don't fret. It's love.
Don't fret.
It's pain, crucifixion.
Don't blame me, you made the decision.
Your mother's faithful child.
Your mother's child.
It's the end of the day,
The night has awoken.
The day is broken.
The day is broken.
Hibernation. Deep canon balls,
Blaring through the sky.
Trees broken. Lives destroyed.
Trees broken, Death is here.
Look into it's eyes, vast as the sea.
The blind eyes, that you can't see.
But it can see you, death can.
It can see you.
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Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Monday, May 17, 2010
Scenes From A South Indian Temple
Screams, prayers and chanting,
Laughter, tears and panting.
Countless people,
An M&Ms pack of emotions.
Children looking after the old,
The old looking after their sanity.
A group of religious skinheads,
You can find them in any corner.
A money hungry elephant,
That blesses the people,
That feed it money.
A tap on their heads, their blessing.
Women in prayer,
Blocking the way.
Another lot,
Blocking the music.
A hundred idols,
A hundred Gods.
Footsteps and eerie music,
Sounds from the background.
Coconuts and garlands of flowers,
All for an extra fee.
Photographs and another hall to see,
All for an extra fee.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Your Eyes
Your eyes,
The mirrors to my soul.
I held your glance,
and fell into a deep trance.
I saw my years,
Rolled into one.
I saw my dreams,
The ones I never knew I had.
Your eyes,
The mirrors to my soul.
I fell into them,
The deepest sea.
I drowned.
A ship that was your tounge,
Rescued me.
Your teeth, the able hands.
Your eyes,
The mirrors to my soul.
The never ending sky.
Cloudy.
The brightest blue,
The darkest black.
The greatest sky.
Your eyes.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
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