limerick kicks (or the one where I am back!)

[...Yeah, she didnt tell me that either. Iam a mallu for heaven sake! We have no saying which revolves around rugs and lemonade. Ours got tigers and coconuts. She told me that when life gives you a lemon, you make lime pickle; and if you are still depressed, find some toddy to go along with that - Tys-on-Ice (http://tysonice.blogspot.com/2009/01/lend-me-your-year.html) ...]

once there was this dufus
whom destiny's dark hand always chooses
to put him in a state
where it is his fate
that even while winning he always looses!

doesn't take a brilliant mind to see
that indeed, that's me
who was lolling down south
with tongue hanging outta his mouth
and suddenly found himself in delhieee!

replanted in a whole new place
navigating the bloody maze
found that it wasn't easy
and drove me a little crazy
to browse, connect, blog or interface!

but slowly i got the knack
of juggling forth and slack
work, life , play and party
along with my online repartee
and today got my groove back!

[...and yeah, a few words from your sponsor before you log off. this is a true post even though the tone maybe flippant and rhyming a bit strangled. I have moved yet again; this time to the capital. Wish I could say it was in saerch of truth or some other crappy higher calling but its due to the emergence of...ah darn! it's work..dat's all....

...working on a post with vignettes (funny of course) of life here for the last four months and hope to post it soon...bear you me with...I mean if there is any one out there still reading this or feeding on this...are there any? or is this blog just a pale echo reflecting in the chasms of a Web 2.0 graveyard in between broken links and unpinned feedlets? Must...resist...manic...depressive...state. O 'ell, its 4 in the AM and time for me to wind up what I believe is the most personal I have been in this blog for a long time...H]

dream fall

in life sometimes, despair clouds eyes and chokes me in a silent hold
way ahead seems so foggy and lays upon me, a funeral wreathe
complaining seems easy and so is giving up, but what i do instead
i never let my dreams fall, i hold them up with all my strength

what transpires is a silent fight, with me as the only witness
one side is sorrow with the wings of fate and the bad dreams dreamt
and on the other side a still feeble resolve that has left its hearth
but i never let my dreams fall, i hold them up with all my strength

the opponents are crafty and have in their arsenal so numerous
of weapons, that makes my soul bleed and my eyes vent
the lance of parting and the sword of sorrow mightily clash down
but i never let my dreams fall, i hold them up with all my strength

triumph is a long way away and so is the clear blue sky of joy
so is a life that turns to normal and victories and joyful warmth
but i take pleasure in little things and battle on with the dark forces
and i never let my dreams fall, i hold them up with all my strength

[i reserve my poetry to the scratch of a waterman nib on paper, but this blog has been long neglected so decided to post one here, after permission from mr waterman, of course!]

distances

It may not be the same,
But some things never change.
I feel it and I trust it,
I still believe in forever
Because that's what my heart knows.

Memories are the dew drops on our petals
That re-open the buds that have closed.
Flowers wilt as seasons change,
Though they grow a little more with rain.

little bit of you

Can I have a little bit of you?
A little bit of you in my life.
Promise you I won’t ask for more
Only just a little bit of you…

All I want is the smell of your hair,
And maybe the space behind your ear
Is that too much to ask?
Coz without them this life I cannot bear…

Sometimes things seem so simple,
When it’s just you and me
And then the complications appear coz’,
In this world what we have is hard to believe

The world that slots and labels everything
Where there are always matching pegs and holes
The world that doesn’t understand emotions
No wonder is unable to fathom what we own

I believed always it was you and me
Weathering this storm together
So when did these doubts start creeping in?
Doubts that moved us apart further?

Doubts that are creeping into my heart now
Wondering what you really wanted
Was I blinded by my emotions?
Blinded not to see what you seeked...

I know not what lies beneath this,
Beneath the deep calm sea so blue
But I hope you realize, darling
That all I ever wanted was just a little bit of you…

how much is enough?

[ wanted to write on the breakpoint of human endurance, don't have any idea how it turned out to be a poem. Anyway, thanks Mush, for the genuine positive feedback (It was genuine coz I didn't say I wrote it the first time) ]

How Much Is Enough?

When things are going from bad to worse,
When trails that ran smooth turn rough,
and each breath feels like a stab in chest.
You ask yourself, how much is enough?

Life feels like pushing against a wall,
Days have made you forget to laugh
rolling on in a dreary endless roll
You cannot help asking, how much is enough?

Gods playing mad dice with your life,
Devil making your mind a psychedelic canvas
painting them with colors of lunacy and strife.
You feel at last, this is enough

Searching for that elusive thing called peace,
wandering lost in the world devoid of senses,
you finally find it, all this time within your reach.
within your reach, when you finally realized what was enough

- Harish

why you go away

baby won't you tell me why there is sadness in your eyes
I don't wanna say goodbye to you
Love is one big illusion I should try to forget
but there is something left in my head

You're the one who set it up now you're the one to make it stop
I'm the one who's feeling lost right now
Now you want me to forget every little thing you said
but there is something left in my head

I won't forget the way you're kissing T
he feeling's so strong were lasting for so long
But I'm not the man your heart is missing
That's why you go away I know

You were never satisfied no matter how I tried
Now you wanna say goodbye to me
Love is one big illusion I should try to forget
but there is something left in my head

I won't forget the way you're kissing
The feeling's so strong were lasting for so long
But I'm not the man your heart is missing
That's why you go away I know

- with apologies to mltr

the picture of words

[ still can't the blasted Hello to work so that I can upload the pics. As they say, A song is worth a million pictures. Heres the picture I wanted to upload, in words of none other than Bob Dylan ]

Nobody feels any pain
Tonight as I stand inside the rain
Ev'rybody knows
That Baby's got new clothes
But lately I see her ribbons and her bows
Have fallen from her curls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.

Queen Mary, she's my friend
Yes, I believe I'll go see her again
Nobody has to guess
That Baby can't be blessed
Till she sees finally that she's like all the rest
With her fog, her amphetamine and her pearls.
She takes just like a woman, yes, she does
She makes love just like a woman, yes, she does
And she aches just like a woman
But she breaks just like a little girl.

It was raining from the first
And I was dying there of thirst
So I came in here
And your long-time curse hurts
But what's worse
Is this pain in here
I can't stay in here
Ain't it clear that--

I just can't fit
Yes, I believe it's time for us to quit
When we meet again
Introduced as friends
Please don't let on that you knew me when
I was hungry and it was your world.
Ah, you fake just like a woman, yes, you do
You make love just like a woman, yes, you do
Then you ache just like a womanBut you break just like a little girl

hot dog

ladies and gentlement! Introducing the Chocolate Starfish!
and the Hotdog Flavored Water Bring it on!
get the fuck up!
yeah! check, one, two Listen up, listen up! Here we go
It's a fucked world We're a fucked up place
Everybody's judged by their fucked up face
Fucked up dreams Fucked up life
A fucked up kid With a fucked up knife
Fucked up moms And fucked dads
It's a fucked up a cop With a fucked up badge
Fucked up job With fucked up pay
And a fucked up boss Is a fucked up pain
Fucked up press And fucked up lies
Well, Lethal's in the back With the fact of the fires
Hey, it's on Everybody knows this song Hey, it's on Everybody knows this song