I share my life with six honest and selfless companions.
They help me in all I do. Their names are:
What
Why
When
How
Where and
Who
....................................................Adapted from Rudyard Kipling
A burning desire to capture and bottle the passing breeze; to articulate the unspoken; to describe the seasons of the coming waves; to dress the scents of the hidden encounters; to perpetuate the dying drama; and to warn of the approaching fury of the unknown. On this adventure, you are invited to share with me, my cup of tea.
Friday, November 12, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
The Shredder In My Mind
Your mawkish choice to make your heart a museum
Of our past encounters is the least of my bothers
I will however not fail to let you know
That I have already shredded that past from my mind
Of our past encounters is the least of my bothers
I will however not fail to let you know
That I have already shredded that past from my mind
Labels:
2010,
change,
concepts,
Deception,
development,
Emotions,
Enigmatic persona,
poetry,
principles
Thursday, August 26, 2010
D.R.U.N.K.A.R.D.S
Captured phantoms
Fading souls
Hollowed pieces
Trapped in endless empty plains
Eclipses of despair dancing to drowsy beats of concocted reproach
Echoes of self-loathe drifting out of surrendered worth
Chasing dangerous excitements
Lives ebbing away
Gulp by gulp
Fading souls
Hollowed pieces
Trapped in endless empty plains
Eclipses of despair dancing to drowsy beats of concocted reproach
Echoes of self-loathe drifting out of surrendered worth
Chasing dangerous excitements
Lives ebbing away
Gulp by gulp
Labels:
Enigmatic persona,
ethics,
faith,
fun,
games,
life,
perpetual circle,
principles,
Value systems
Friday, July 30, 2010
Thoughts About A Father
Walking through fallowed fields of my soul
Happy memories of a father
The price of precious pursuits
The charm of unfeigned sobriety
The endearing portrait of virility
The assurance of strident care
The fervency of fortitude
Labels:
Emotions,
faith,
Family,
Happiness,
life,
Love,
poetry,
Questions,
uncertainties,
Value systems
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Examination
In a psychopathically-patterned gray vacuum
Entirely drained of sanctity and desire
A frozen horizon symbolic of doom
A Concentration camp for wannabees
Congregants
Willing prisoners
Seated
Dead-like
Silence
Pregnant minds
Birth pangs
Pens and papers
Neuronal marathons
Rhythmic inscriptions
Three hours
One by one
They leave
Cheerless
An MBA examination
Entirely drained of sanctity and desire
A frozen horizon symbolic of doom
A Concentration camp for wannabees
Congregants
Willing prisoners
Seated
Dead-like
Silence
Pregnant minds
Birth pangs
Pens and papers
Neuronal marathons
Rhythmic inscriptions
Three hours
One by one
They leave
Cheerless
An MBA examination
Labels:
2010,
Career,
change,
colours,
concepts,
creativity,
Education,
Emotions,
Expectations,
Intellectual Ineptitude,
leadership,
life,
Literature,
Moments,
poetry,
predictions,
productivity
Friday, June 25, 2010
A Mob-Persuaded Adventurist
The probabilities are pretty good.
So finally I have persuaded myself to do it.
This weekend.
Mobbish group of friends are to blame.
This adventure sure to be nerve-whacking.
Already feeling the Adrenalin rush.
So here I hang my hormones on the ropes.
For I am going Bungee jumping.
Yahoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
So finally I have persuaded myself to do it.
This weekend.
Mobbish group of friends are to blame.
This adventure sure to be nerve-whacking.
Already feeling the Adrenalin rush.
So here I hang my hormones on the ropes.
For I am going Bungee jumping.
Yahoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Labels:
2010,
change,
creativity,
Emotions,
Entertainment,
Friendship,
fun,
games,
Happiness,
life,
predictions,
principles,
reasonableness,
risks,
routinism
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Generic Taxi Driver
The amplitude of his suffocating thickness
The unbearable drama of crude dense-ness
Pigheaded brat
Roadhogging rat
First he cuts right in front of me
Screeched to a halt right ahead of me
Then proceeds to show me his middle finger
My attempt to move to the right lane
Provokes his insanity to do the same
Who else but the generic taxi driver
The unbearable drama of crude dense-ness
Pigheaded brat
Roadhogging rat
First he cuts right in front of me
Screeched to a halt right ahead of me
Then proceeds to show me his middle finger
My attempt to move to the right lane
Provokes his insanity to do the same
Who else but the generic taxi driver
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