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Over the horizon,
The chariot rips across the sky so crimson,
The Beauty riding the horses beckons to me,
"Come along to eternity",
Awe-struck by her fair skin and eyes so hazel,
My ears deceived me when i gave my reply,
Shockingly, I can guess it was a no,
Cause there was the beauty of my dreams,
Her hair...so long...
Hands...so soft...
Legs...Long and slender...
Eyes...that spoke to me....
That called out to me....
Eyes...that seduced me...
But most importantly,
What was the beauty of that Figure...
Was her power to read my mind,
The power...
To speak to me...Without saying a word...
The power...to love me without being asked...
There she was...
Storming back past the ripped sky,
Waiting for my readiness..not now....why ?
That time will surely come...
Oh Lady...
Please do understand...
Because the next time...
I'll take you away from where you are...

The Light...

The Blind Man walks down the lonely road,
Unaware...
Unsuspecting....
Within himself is the only trust he can seek,
No one to help him,
No one to light his way...
Trust in only his senses,
Trust in only himself,
As he battles the darkness in his sight,
A light within him he sees..
A light..that guides him down that road,
A light...telling him nobody's there....
Nobody's going to be there...
Oblivious to everything else around him..
It predicts his forthcoming danger...
Trying to blind danger's eyes....
Thus the light guides his steps,
One by one...
Inch by Inch...
It illuminates the path ahead of him...
Leaving behind the silence of Darkness.....

Life is Bland

16 years of my life went away just like that. When I was at the beginning of my adolescence I was full of ideas and plans and things to do before i passed out of school and gave my ISC examinations and the lot...I have a just a year left and i haven't done anything. Every one around me did something or the other ...got laid, went home smashed, smoked pot etc etc...lived life wildly. All I ever did was worry...about getting caught, being scolded, disappointing all the people who had "faith" in me.....now at the end of childhood I wonder have i really done anything.

I spent half my life being made fun of, teased and sometimes just plain hurt...and that remains one of the main reasons why i wanted to do those things..i wanted to fit in, say something when people talked...show them that i was just as good.....instead of just walking away.

It feels a bit like cancer..when know the exact day of your death and you have to do all those things, you have to complete your list..only in my case its not as drastic....i just know the exact day ill loose my childhood.

i scream wait
wait old man
but time goes on
his pace is fixed
if only i didn't slow down
because it is not possible
to catch up with time

Purging Of The Soul

Everything around me seems to be turning against me these days...my principles...my beliefs...the people i love the most....Life is just a fucked up prank...lead you on and then inflict things to shock you which can later lead on to piss you off and hurt you...
Fortunately for me, i have learned a way to tackle the last problem...its called disconnection....basically you cut yourself off from the person and severe all ties with him or her in order to prevent yourself from getting hurt ever again..
The most peculiar and intriguing idiosyncrasy of mine is the ability to sense as to when something bad is going to happen which is often described by my friends as my "mother's Intuition"...Whatever be the case...i can always sense when something bad is going to happen or when I'm drifting apart from someone who was once close to me at one point of time...I've learned the hard way that at the end of it all...Its you who matters the most...nobody else...just yourself..at the end of the day...its you who has to fend it out for himself or herself...not any other entity...
I'm just posting this to tell other people that theres no point in placing your trust in someone you even have the slightest doubt about...If even the smallest instance of insecurity arises...You know that persons not someone to confide all your dilemmas into...AND NEVER restore ties with someone who has already screwed you over or abused your trust in them before...at the end of the day...if they respect that trust it means that they respect you and consider you important...if not...well...you know where you stand in their lives....Why should you place your trust in someone who doesn't trust you...These are the people who will only remember you later on when they fall into a problem or when they need something from you....They'll probably call you up and engage in the formalities and then get their work done...It really bites when it comes from a close friend.....
I would like to say that I only trust and believe in people who trust and believe in me...If you dont...Im not going to waste my time over you anymore..At the end of the day...I know all of it will be in vain and a wasted effort......

Angel....

If...you were an angel would you hold me
And save me would you...Be more lovely than you are...
Would the gods all around you and the heavenly bodies,
Would they tell you what sets you apart....

Would the stars right right below you
And the six string you strum to
Would they..Amplify your cry....
Would all the souls around you
And the Big Chief you pray to...
Would you always be in their minds....

I...need you and I seek you....
I..dont know where you are,
Way high up above or below
However down You will go..
Ill...search you out...

Would your hair fall on your face
And your touch on anyones face...
Would it...bring them back to life...
Would your brown eyes see through...
My sadness and thoughts and would they...
Tranquilize my soul...

Would they see that I'm in pain..
This loneliness thats set in...
Would they...heal me from my state...
With one look would they save from this...
Sickness and draw me into...
Your wings that so warm....

I...need you and I seek you....
I..dont know where you are,
Way high up above or below
However down You will go..
Ill...search you out...

This is the best title I could come up with

Let me start off by saying I am probably the worst blogger on the planet(I have 3 posts over a period of two years in my seventh blog, the last 6 being deleted right after the introduction post). I joined this blog simply because Kartik asked me to(he made this particular blog) and i doubt the frequency of my posts.

When I saw Kartik's first post, I thought the blog would be one of those reflective, sad poetic ones, the ones i smirk at and call wannabe goth. The second one showed that it would be poetic but not in hell sad and reflective, maybe a tad bit discriminative but definitely not reflective. The poem is based on a image of me which though grossly inaccurate(i am not homosexual) is amazingly funny(not the poem, the image which is a dinosaur called Mikunasaurus rex. I will try to put up a picture if i can find it). So coming back to the point I decided to reply to the poem in verse!!

Kartik is asshole
If you doubt what I do say
You can ask anyone

I am not a very poetic person as you can see. That piece of shit you see is a very bad haiku. There are much better ones and i really suggest you read them to improve your opinion of them.

Will (try to remember to) post later
ciao

The Spreading Epidemic.....

This is a verse for a reptile,
That reminds me of the pokemon Sceptile,
He roamed around the surface of the Earth,
Searching for others who understood his worth,
Strangely, he only preferred the same kind,
Trust me, Its not what you have in mind,
Our colossal hero preferred the beef to the taco,
Which in those days wasn't even accepted by the whackos,
So is this the end of the line for our hero ?
No, he decided to search on some more !!
After roaming the world four times over,
He realized that he was the only exception,
How could it be !!..He needed some satisfaction !!
So he decided no longer to play fair,
And ensure that his kind was no longer rare,
He kidnapped one of each animal with a schlong,
And did dreadful things to them for so long !!
That once he was done with them,
All they could think about was cocks and men,
These animals also did certain things that werent fair,
That often left most with pain in their rear,
However, within them feelings arose,
Those to hold and tame a hose,
Thus this community spread far and wide,
"Inviting" animals of all skin and hide,
The dinosaur was proud of his creation,
Mikunasaurus Rex,this name had received some recognition,
However, soon he realized what hes doing his not right,
Forcing people against their will isn't the way to resolve a fight,
Feeling guilty, he taught his people not to exert themselves,
And on his death bed he passed on his will to a human who was only twelve,
Under him, this movement reached its apex,
Though, due to his hate for peace it soon began to vex,
People all over the world began to take up arms against "gay men"
Who then overthrew their incompetent leader due to the suffering he caused then,
However,little did they know that this man had a son,
Who was a product of his raping a trans-sexual nun,
Now this evil seed roams among us men,
He can strike now, who knows when,
I'm pretty sure that hes my best friend though,
Because he seems to have a liking towards boys for sure,
But thats not all, he forces himself on them too,
Which further proves that he IS that monster's brew..............

First Post

Relationships are probably the funniest things I've ever come across...be it friendship or more...one second you are inseparable and the next instant, the two of you cant stand the sight of each other...or sometimes...the stronger ones go a step ahead and just break off all ties from a person who was once very dear to them, thus leaving just a memory which is sometimes even erased....
I do not know as to why I'm saying all this but in the end I would like to dedicate this blog to those who have been forgotten about and to those erased memories...................