lets live...

one day we all will be dead,
till then we all are living

lets live...

Come again

Sitting inside the coffee shop I could hear her come.



Soon could I smell the typical smell she comes with.
So intoxicating, so life giving is the smell…
Or could be some kind of an aphrodisiac.



No more could I resist. Stood up and started walking towards the door.



Yes she was outside. People were going mad.
Since she was all they were longing for.



Prayers have been heard. Wishes had come true,



Dry barren lands will soon give birth to a new generation of crops.
Evil will be washed away.
Umbrellas will come in use. Trousers will be folded to walk on the streets.
Kids will be splashing in puddles of fun


What fun to stand in the middle of the street and get drenched in the firstdrops of rain coming your way.

Rain

Lifeless did turn into life,

With the first drop of the rain.



Grey clouds were draining the river to earth,

Don't know why.



For whom

Who knows.



Standing in the middle of the street,

I got drenched.



Washed my sins away,

With the first water from the sky.

Why

Two years spend in fog and grey
Takes from me my shine away
Someone something needs to come my way
Give me the reason and tell me why.

Why to see the unseen sun
Why to praise the shallow moon
Why to believe in the cat on my lap.

Or should I just rub myself to the grinding stone.
Or should I just feel being a stone.
Every feeling will be on high.
No more my eyes will ever cry.

Believe me or you may not
Fighting with shadows is not my game
To fight they have to have faces
To win they have to have faces
To lose they have to have faces

Hope I get my face back
Hope I get my shine back

On the edge

Sitting with one foot dangling down my own grave,

Watching the stars in the starry sky.

I decide to abuse the priest for his sermon


Standing next to the electric chair,

Watching the grin on the jailor's face.

I decide to make love to the woman whom I loved so much.


Holding the railing of the ship about to sink ,

Watching the waves come my wave.

I decide to tell my ex-wife how much I love her.


Living on the edge was my dream.

But I compromised.


But today before I die, I will for once live on the edge.

AWAKEN

A pebble had been thrown
in the placid lake.

ripples are growing to reach the edge
and die

and you can see the nihilist sitting by the shore
and admiring
or hating

who knows

once again she had broken the law
now she doesn't know
whether she can stop the ripples or not

she's watching with
another pebble in her hand to be able
to start it again if she wants.

it's just fun for her
for me it's awakening

i woke up from a long sleep almost death i would say.
the placid lake have been finally been disturbed.

the nihilist is just watching the ripple to grow and die

Is that what we call life

Is that what we call life

My life needs some diturbance,
Or else it's becoming like an old placid lake.

Long forgotten,
Without even a single ripple.

A lake formed when a meteor hit the trunk of earth and
created a dent and over the period water drained into it.
and thus born was the lake,

A lake that stinks of chemicals out of the meteor
which man hasn't been able to decode, as the basic elements are not in our periodic table.

No microorganism can live in it.

All I need is some one to sit on it's bank,
And throw pebbles
And enjoy the ripples.

I'm hoping against all odds that one day a little kid,
Come across the damp woods,
And rediscover me.