He runs towards the crowd to kill the voice inside
I watch him closely and wonder why?
Not his act but mine
For I want the outside voice to die

'Cause if I cant plug-in my earphones
Then its the music in my head
That saves me and kills
The music of life

So I wonder why he runs outside?
So that I am left alone?
Ah.. the outside dies....

I don't think I hate you for hating me
I think I hate me for disliking me
For I seek pleasure in pain
How can I love me then?

There is no end to this love
Pain is such a seductress
I can't escape her claws
Pain the faithful lover

-- Written way back...

U SUCK

Metallica, don't ever come back to Delhi.. You SUCK..
If you do, I will break your head and you wouldn be able to duck..

My rhyming sucks.. I always knew...
After all it was inspired by you..

I never wanted to go there in the first place..
But never had a choice as Maiden and Priest wouldn grace..

You thought you were supercool and superbad..
But really you are the worst band my playlist ever had...

And no you are not heavy

एक वोह भी समय था जब समय को तुम्हारे बारे में पता नहीं था,
एक यह भी समय है जब तुम्हारे साथ हूँ तो समय का पता नहीं चलता।
आगे का समय क्या लायेगा इसकी हमें फ़िक्र नहीं है,
हैरानी तो यह है की ऐसा भी समय था जब तुम हमारे ख्यालों में ना थे..

ऐसी चीज़ों का फरक, बहुत पहले पड़ना बंद हो गया
इस दिल ने भी सब कुछ महसूस करना कब का छोर दिया
कमबख्त यह सांसें हैं जो बंद होने का नाम नहीं लेती
वरना हमने तो जीना कब का छोर दिया

Shadow Puppets.....

A shadow whispered to me the other night
"How is it that you are here when nothing else is?" asked I
I thought darkness had found me the loneliness
No shadows to follow me too

"I'm not from now, I'm from the past.
Lurking on behind you,
Whispering to you when you cant see what hit you", whispered the shadow.

"How could I say when are you from, it is dark now as it was then.", whispered back I

"You can't get away from me.
I am a result of you then
Darkness only means its me all around..
Shadows of your past into a darkened future..."

"What you call a ray of hope
Is just a glimpse of me
That I am right there behind you
Waiting to pounce and darken it all again........."


"I will not run away from you", whispered I
"You are me, as I am you...
A reminder of what I should have changed...
Light will not put an end to you...
An end of me will..........."

Sea The Drop

Drop doesn't know it as yet...
It will be sea...
But drop also doesn't know that its a drop and there is a sea....
Would it believe me if I told it?

And the drops that knew...
Also would know when they are left behind....
When they could have been sea....
Forgotten... Missed... Alone... a mere drop....

But the drop who knows, doesn't know
The sea misses the drop which could have been the sea
Sea knows... Drop is the sea......
Shhhh... Drop it... Let the drop not know

Waking every morning to shit.
Where is the Sun, asked he
Looking down on the ground he moves
The routine he so despised now follows him
And it will till his pyre.

On the road less traveled he got lost
But he stayed on far too long
The tracks are covered now
He wants to turn back now
But there will be no one waiting for him at the crossroads.

Small is what he should have dreamt
Small is so big to dream about
He wants to unlearn now and be an ignorant fool
He searches for what he left, to find happiness
Can he find it now what he couldn't then?

He will make it back to the crossroads now
And choose not to choose
Sit down at the crossroads, his head hidden in his lap
Till his end comes and whispers in his ear
You no longer have to choose.

What Mirrors Don't Tell

Hey you, Don't tell me that I matter
When I don't
Nothin I do would change
Nothin now, when there is no then.

How do I live in the present?
When I repent now what I did then?
And the repentance I will repent then
Nothin I can change now

How do I live in now?
When all I do will be tomorrow
And what I did yesterday am now
Not too good... Eh??

Am not the center of the universe
Accept that there ain't a universe
Him satisfied makes you happy
He satisfies you, to make him happy

May be there is an escape now
May be he opens the door where there is none
You walk through none
You trip on none, yet fall on your face

Do I take me anywhere from here?

Point

I don't see a point in living
Neither do I see one in dying.
Where is the strength with which I fought
What am I fighting?

I don't see a point in fooling myself any more
When I have others to fool me
Where is the glitter that I dream?
The one that I delude myself with

I don't see a point in staying awake
Am I not asleep now?
Long since I had a dream
None ever met any reality either

I don't see a point in talking
When I don't talk what I actually can
There is none to speak to either
My words silenced under others wants

I can't see anything beyond this point
Where am I looking?
All around I only find me
Is there anyone else?

Not giving in is not the point any more
When all that I wished was ripped away
The me that I knew has got to go now
Am I sure I can live with the vicar me?

Doing it to a T

Staring blankly ahead you think
Glaring into emptiness am I?
But I catch you out of the corner
Strangers we are... Are we??

You like it this way... Don't you?
Trying to arrest me in a stare
I hankered your caress then
I don't care enough to reveal if I care now

"Are we lost?"
Is that what you brood,
when you breathe that sigh?
I die now, you hope?

Not with you, but am at war with me
One way or the other I lose
"Where's my cheer?"
But misery is what I treasure

As much as you try to escape
I still follow your prints
Where would you hide my darling?
You will answer my eyes whenever

Will I be free of your spell
when I have you?
Are you scared of not being pursued then?
Or will you continue to haunt me under a new mask?

Chains of Freedom

Here I am in chains...
Some of my liking... Others not...
But all of my making....

I don't wanna be free...
Don't try to help or pity me....
I want to be in chains....

Yes you hold the keys...
But don't try them on me...
Penance?? You ask... Ha... Not my choice....

They ain't demons nor angels...
I am not here to point them...
Let them be.... And they will spare me too......

Its easy for me here....
Prisoner of my limitations...
I term my mediocracy... Being Human

Does freedom exist???
It does... freedom to choose your chains... None else...
I am tied in mine... You.. restricted by the chains of freedom....

I wanted to be the prisoner of your eyes then...
You closed them on me....
Now you got the chain... But I want not....

Let me be buried in my shell...
I don't want light....
Just waiting for the time.... Scribbling my writin on the wall...

Prisoner of my own mind...
Puppet I call me...
Smilin n takin it... Aren't you irritated yet??

Umeed

Ab chhor de mera saath ae umeed..
Baaki sab bhi to chale gaye..
Yeh kaisi wafa, ae umeed??
Tu hi to hai jo har baar yeh dil todti hai...

Sawaal

Itni khafa kyun hui tu zindagi
jab maine waqt se pehle kuch sawaal kiye??
Ki jab khuda ka taie waqt aaya
is berukhi se tune jawaab diye??

main zindagi nahi, zindagi mujhe ji rahi hai
pal pal jine ki chaah chheen rahi hai

ae dil - e - naadan kab tu samjhega?

khair zindagi tujh se kya main karoon shikayat?
is dil par hi jab mera koi zor nahi hai

Nostalgia

Its been so long a search...
Earlier I used to fall on something or the other to serve as a filler...
But now, NO..
Now I have become the filler...

Yellow light.. White light...
One accomodates darkness...
Other kills it..
I run away from the rest of the world..
I run to me...
Trouble is who do I run to...
When I run away from me???
Its interesting as to how many days one can go without speaking..
Speaking mind you, not talking..
Talking still goes on always...
My shoulder wants to be pained..

Sun setting in the distance..
It aint night...
And it aint day either..
Large field... Endless field..
A wall around it...
Trying to hide it from the rest of the world...
I discovered it..
I did, but I didnt go in there...
Smoke takes away my view...
Wearing the inside out thats what it brings in front of my eyes...
Or rather wearing the inside out gets that in front of my eyes....

Marooned however takes me to the morning...
A morning that arrived without sleeping...
I shouldn't be there..
Morning can't be there without sleeping...
Sun now shining shamelessly on the yellow grass...
The grass is tall, in a marsh and it is still yellow...
Indiviuality??? :-P....
The fresh air smells different...
I know that because it doesn't smell stale...
I think I am certain....
Is the grass yellow or is the sun playing with me??

I think of yellow light in white light...
I dream in black & white but think in color....
The lamp hanging with its head bowed down.... YELLOW LIGHT....
Me lying down...
Wearing the inside out playing... All night long...
Yet another morning without sleeping....

:-Puppet's own::-P... NOT

Puppet's Dad: "Whether you like it or not, you have to mature... Age is catching up with you"

Puppet: ROFL....

Intezaar

itani baar samajhaayaa hai is dil ko..
ek baar aur sahii..
ab to use bhii..
agalii chot kaa hi intezaar rahataa hai..

Land, the ardent fool.

Hand in hand they ran over the fields
Land, the ardent fool,
Expects rain with just a cloud in the sky.
The day is bright and blue
The gold fields welcome them.

Land, the ardent fool,
Wishes to bloom flowers
“But you have gold”, said the sky
And thorns that prevail.
“I will write a song for you”, he told her.

The spring is where they will be
For its hot and there is no rain.
Land, the ardent fool,
Gives away all the water
Some to flowers other , to the sky

The wise ghost wished it was alive
Snow is on the land now
Land the ardent fool
Hopes foolishly, endlessly
Rain, rain, rain, it cries.