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Think Chaplin!
Think Chaplin! magnify

Five buttons went pop

When the cat broke out into a dance

I could not stand still anymore

And around him stopped a prance

He is a lovely furry thing

But crazy are his ways

For he lazes in the corner

On summer autumn days

I walked along the street

Underplaying my creed

I looked around the corner

I could hide myself no sooner

My feet began to talk

As I was doing the moon walk

And in all soliloquy I began to myself talk

And a moment I never spared

To ignore about consciousness I cared

In another I cracked myself a joke

And laughed and laughed till my buttons broke

Mother said that I

At funerals should do a little cry

But each time I did weep

I wept till I, my self would sweep

To the gallows of my own death

My tears would write my own fate

But then I chose to laugh till I’d croak

To the fullest of each moment, till my buttons broke

Moving not another lane

I’ve cleared the dues I have to pay for every joy and each pain

To square up and revenges are not my cup of tea

Who ever lived a life, living with hate and agony?

And so I chose to laugh life’s ways

And chose to keep not what stayed but stays

Chose the flow, where else to go

On laughter abide

Every wave, every tide

In tears I came

But then I didn’t know

So now that I've seen

I lived, breath and been

Happily I’ll go with tears in death I’ll not pour!

On the laughing wagon to death once more!

I’ll pop five buttons of my kameez

Unclothed I came, unclothed I’ll go!

Monday June 29, 2009 - 11:22am (PDT) Permanent Link | 0 Comments
“What was it that I called Mine?”
“What was it that I called Mine?” magnify
She takes the world for a ride or the world rides her
She’s afloat amidst clouds, and the clouds momentarily cloud her
Sometimes she’ll wait, watch and see
She’ll wonder she’s lost some moments
rest or some cheerfulness to cling or flee
Precious times moulded knots
Could she have for herself worth while made
She’ll just hoax it off
All of broken strings
She’ll fix her lute again
Until she finds its sweetest sounds to her ear rings
And then to tell her self she’ll say
“What was it that I called mine?”
In Life did she stop ever?
Believer she is
Climbed every mountain and pulled down every block,
Moving out from doors of doors, breaking latches and locks
All these rides and circles
Are yet to discover new lanes
Vicious never to call Life
Isn’t it a road, something like a flat plane?
“Yonder go my feet” she’ll pray”
Even though who knows the end of day?
Mine was what and what was mine?
To quip all through my dying day
Moment I breathe
Breath is a new day.
Day is short and shorter even is the next and the next
To loose this little day,
Moments a little little life
Encircling a flat plane
boundaries to know do exist but not
Its a circle no way, Caricaturing for laughter
is a kitten running around to get its tail
And yet I want to know
“What was it that I called mine?”
“What was it that I called mine?”
Sunday June 29, 2008 - 06:34am (PDT) Permanent Link | 0 Comments
Clouds on Me!
When I looked up and raised my head to the skies

the rains they fell as clouds in sorrow cried

“But I am strong”

He’s made me like and Eagle from the little chauffinch that I was

Pour not on me your tears you pretty clouds, I love to live each bit

and all the seven days I am free as he does his lovely trick

He’ll make me sad and then bring joy, and after anger, calm

I raise my brow and soon I’ll smile, gallivanting another mile.


So don’t you pour your tears for me, O little cloud I pray,

I am immaculately just rising strong every fleeting day

And If I know you are sullen for me, how would I reckon you’re mine?

I’d like my sorrow to me keep and joys I’d love to share

A bastion rises from the secret, as we our anguish bear


I am growing stronger each passing day

so rain your waters on me, but if,only your joy you want to share,

Or wipe away your own black face

and let the sun shine, shine out gay!
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Sunday March 30, 2008 - 12:46pm (PDT) Permanent Link | 0 Comments
At dusk with the Lord.

Dear Lord,

I have all that it takes for one to live a complete, whole Life

You, my dearest provident father has given me everything I need to live a truly

religious Life.

All the treasures of life that I hoard means a lot to me.

The treasures that I see and know are the treasures of eternity and not of this world.

These treasures I wish to hold forever.

The treasures of Love, Peace, Joy, Happiness, Grace, Patience, Serenity, Devotion,Hope, Knowledege and Wisdom.

By the means of these gifts, I your humble servant will escape from the destructive hazards of

this world

For the sake of you, my GOd, I see every reason to do my best

to add goodness to my faith

to add knowledge to my goodness

to add self-control to my knowledge

to add endurance to my self-control

to add godliness to my endurance

to add humility to my endurance

as I set out to seek the truth

and to have them all in abundance.

Shortsighted may I never be dear Lord

from all these treasures you've blessed me with

Help me ever see them and use them for the greater glory of your kingdom.

Help me ever to keep seeking the truth

and follow your path of righteousness

Even though this life time may pass

and my thirst to seek it shall never end.

Take me into your fold

and hold me close to thee

I make this prayer as I end this day for now.

Your Humble servant,

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Sunday March 23, 2008 - 11:44am (PDT) Permanent Link | 0 Comments
Reinstating the Celestial..
My stillness is precious, but parlance is healthier
Tis’nt the milieu, but a will to alter
Enclosed with outlook, your spirit imbibed
with hoarded heed and joy and love and gladness
and pain and grief and hurt and sadness
Tis not the weather, but a heart to alter
Eccentric seasons recurrently maneuver
Glorious and victorious, pompous and plain
Despondent lying spirits, swiftly joy or again then reign
Dominion of it, who does understand?
Revise, renew when each face new dawns
Novel dispositions put on, with stand
A little rain and small sun shines
Clouds and winds and storms and snow
Snow caps melt and flowers grow
Seasons take wing when bells the seasoned chime
Announcing as storms die out, they flee, they climb
Dark clouds keep waiting an outburst of rain
nature god made and for it made man
weather god made, to cycle life’s span
to compliment each other with flexibility true
weather and man lived and began ever each day a new
words fool and words heal
the word was made flesh, the word did reveal
the word is incarnate, the word prevails
weather comes and weather goes
immortal is man, but from slumbers he arose.
Fool! Do you still believe in MAN?
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Friday March 21, 2008 - 10:57am (PDT) Permanent Link | 0 Comments

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