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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Yesterdays dream (Poem)

It was just..
oh man

that place, that compound and those buildings
and those vague green trees
and the window

and then, my room
and 3 houses up the lane

and my gallery
and then my room

how dynamic
how used
how much fun

and then the old city side streets
and then the beggar
and then the scene

and then my room
and then a flash of some image

and then that flat ground
and then the sweep

and then the gallery i dont recognize
and then the dramatic scene

and then the moving
the link

just like a movie

Saturday, November 27, 2010

The height of awesomeness

Movie Review: The Wedding Bride (2010) (Starring Jed Mosley)

This. <<<
Is Barney Stinson's blog

It is the golden link to all the awesomeness
starting right from the root of awesomeness back in the early ages

Friday, November 26, 2010

Jim Morrison - Stoned Immaculate

Well, This post is a tribute to Jim' Morrison. And here, i've put up my favorite of Jim Morrison's poems, Stoned Immaculate

I'll tell you this...
No eternal reward will forgive us now
For wasting the dawn.
Back in those days everything was simpler and more confused
One summer night, going to the pier
I ran into two young girls
The blonde one was called Freedom
The dark one, Enterprise
We talked and they told me this story
Now listen to this...
I'll tell you about Texas radio and the big beat
Soft driven, slow and mad
Like some new language

Reaching your head with the cold, sudden fury of a divine messenger
Let me tell you about heartache and the loss of god
Wandering, wandering in hopless night
Out here in the perimeter there are no stars
Out here we are stoned

That random girl

That random girl on the other side of facebook
half a world away

She is pretty
twinkling blue eyes
hair color half a tone lighter than rye
privacy setting turned to half

You're amazed by her photos
You miss a beat when she shares your favourite band
A status so stupid
you could have her with a chat

She is single
and you can do nothing about it.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Guitar Awakening

One part of knowing music is that when u look at the guitar fret board, you fall in love and every time its like a first love feeling. The notes flood your mind with an overwhelming force, and it is the most fulfilling sight.When I got home at 2 in the night I was drunk in sleep and the sight hit me. There it was, the Voice of the soul began playing.

Monday, November 15, 2010

Waking up ~ Poem

The sunlight filtered through the mesh
sleeps upon my bed
The pillows froze to a wrestling pose
it is noon and i just awoke..

There is so much to do
and so much air to breathe in this day
an insolent glint of sunlight
marks my eyes
and i am full awake

The Completion (Love Poem)

the velvet touch of ur eyelashes
bring sleep to mine
calm like the serene lake under dark green iridescence
your twinkling eyes
to watch over me while im asleep
your lucious lips to tell me that im awake

the darkness of the night
carries your scent
and the silence of the violet
whispers your breath

soft like petals of the crying rose
pearls fall from your eyes
do not weep my princess
In this world they do not belong

The laughing sunflowers and the mellow sky
shot a double rainbow when ur time was high
When time freezes and winter slows
lose no faith, forever it grows

your face austere unrevealing to many
revealing to me, the beauty behind the pain
a light shone and died the brigntness remained
in this heart, forever you shall flame

eternity is less, to contemplate a fall
into the vortex of your eyes
A lash of your lashes
A state of trance beholds the wonderer
when reason concedes and beauty prevails
renders me my queen, a slave to your wage