Friday, February 26, 2010

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Broken Bridges


Broken bridges that took me to

The country of happiness, the land of cheer
Those broken bridges arent seen anywhere
Maybe I could fix them with my hope and fear

Those bridges that had water on both sides
Those broken ones now where I stood
And stared at the stary skies so dark
and the moon that made a hood

The sparkling dreams that I saw
When i stood on the bridge that's broken now
Oh I wish I could mend it and get back the time
To give it a last shot before taking a bow

But now those broken bridges dont make a complete way
Those broken bridges are un fixable oh !
But the hope's till under my skin
I wish I find those broken bridges somewhere
Where can i find the pieces to fix
How can find a way to fix them, I wanna know.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Daddy I'm distressed and I cant declare.

Daddy Im distressed today
but then Im a human too
The one made by God
the one who needs to know
She'll have to go through her share too

Her share of pain, her share of trouble
Everyone needs to, in one's life
All what deeds have caused
All the hurt made by strife

But Im the apple of your eye, I know
I'll be fine too, how can I show ?
Its just normal to be troubled sometimes
Is why im in pain, I think so

You worry away yourself sick
With all your force you try to do mend it
But time's the bigger doctor you know
It wont let me sit, till I shouldnt sit

I wish I could express my pain to you
I hate to keep it away
You cant insulate me from all my knocks
I wish you understand that and let it sway

It never gets easy to see pain
On the one you love the most
But I'll be fine you should know
and soon we can raise a toast

But you struggle and you go insane
Paranoia strikes you when
I get distressed more and more
I choose not to declare then.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Womenocity !

I'm a kid, I'm a daughter
I spread my innocence with my laughter
When my dad calls me daddy's little girl
I swing my hip with a different whirl

With a girl's tag I get to know more
Mommy knows I need her for a friend
My imaginary world is made of dreams
The making of those dreams never ends

I'm a woman, now strong and fair
Can move a mountain with just a glare
My strength oh, dont you judge it by my mere fitness
My determination'll shake everything, you're not aware

I'm feminine, I'm beautiful
I live a life all by self, aint that wonderful
Independence I call it all mine
All you guys out there dont you whine

I suffer and I cry, I need a shoulder you know why
But I know and I wont rant, I'll show you I'm strong
If you call me weak, I'll stand upright
I'll move the rocks and prove you wrong.

I'm a mother filled with emotions
If you mess with me you'll lose
I'm a wife full of devotion
I'll part you from your booze

I'm a fighter, I'm a loner
I'm a woman full of honor
Dont you look down upon me
You'll wish you were a life donor

If I want I'll get a dead man alive
My pace of it, you'll give me a five
You wont imagine its velocity
Coz Its all about womenocity !

Monday, June 29, 2009

How many constrictions make a coin ?


I wake up in the morning at five
I have tea at six in two
And my wife for breakfast I cant join
Oh and I do this to make a coin

I skip my meal for a meeting at twelve
Why do I earn I think and I whine
I hush and rush all day
Oh and I do this to make a coin

I reach at home at eleven when its dark
The screens got to me by then
My glasses have made sure to make a mark
On my face thats completely sore
Kids are asleep and with my wife I cant dine
Oh and I do this to make a coin

How many constrictions make a coin
I wonder as i walk to my room
One's my family another's my health
All my time and oh my wealth
Will shrink one day I know
Why do I bother this much so !

I stare at those stars that blink
When i hear my kids snore, then i think
When will i hear them talk to me
Oh will that be one day when im free

Free of this business, free of my mind
Free of this world is when my heart will shine
Free of making a coin and free to survive
I'll then sleep one day and feel revived.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Is it....A geeks tragedy...


A computer was only in a picture
The picture which was then a waste
Cut You did with a knife
Glue you used for Paste

Compress you always did for space in your closet
Never ever to your files
You dare unzip anything in public
You'll sure be in jail for a while

Memory you probably lost
Now you have an extra CD to gain more
A CD was but a bank account
Now you have those in galore

An App - lication was for a job
A keyboard was a piano
A mouse probably grossed you out
Now you touch it all day, and cant even shout

Meg was your girl friends name
A program was on that TV wide
Ram was the cousin of a goat
And Chips were always fried

Web was where a spider lived
Log on was for wood on a fire lean
A Virus was a flu
And window you probably cleaned

What an era where the meanings changed
Do you even remember what meaning once they had
A plane crash might kill people
How did a computer crash manage that ?

Monday, June 8, 2009

Sometimes my senses....


....dont support me
my thoughts lack
they go for a walk
and dont get back

The fire ablaze
takes me away
My dreams on a spark
Nothing they say

The passion in me
wants to explode
with ropes and hopes
I get on board

Set to move and make a mark
All i see is wholesome dark
I yell for my senses 
and they refuse to turn
Looks like a stage on fire
everything might burn

With lot of courage
And a sword on my back
That gut in me
is set on track
I walk a step ahead 
The monster right there
Appears that he'll gobble me away

I'm walking on a string
A string made of feathers
The world is all asleep
Even the heat withers

My senses don't support
I cant scream
Cant even see
All I can do is dream

While destiny challenges
And fate is scorning
My eyes get back 
And I see its morning.