THE SILENT MANNEQUIN

U look at me, ogle at my plasticity
Admire my panache
My over flowing feminity
My glassy eyes, my reddened lips
My blond hair, my unreal hips
Intrigue you, makes you take a stand
And have a look
You look into my eyes
And all you can see are the
Fabrics and silk that adorn
My carcinogenic being
And you call me PLASTIC????
My four-walled glass chamber
Is bigger than your four cornered earth
That you claim to have possessed
And ravaged at your will
And you call me PLASTIC still???

You scream when you are hurt
You bleed at being cut
You curse when you are mad
You sigh when you are sad
But I just stand and stare
Watch you try and hide
Your dismantled fidelity
Behind the dark shades of fake loyalty
and desires that are too voyeuristic
And you call me PLASTIC……

You have ceased to live
And now you just live to cease
And wait until you vanish
Into the promised land of nothingness
And I stand as a silent witness
To the erroneous software
You prefer to call LIFE
Your processed thoughts are in oblivion
And your synthetic mind
In a never ending coma
And I still stand in my four-walled glass chamber
Waiting for you to wake up
And take my place in my world
For you are what I once used to be........
A plasticized being
a silent MANNEQUIN....

TO WRITE ABOUT LOVE

I have been burdened to write about love
Those dreams of eternity
That heart with the dove
The blushing redness of that first stare
With clasped hands waiting to go nowhere
Blathering about the blue skies
how I saw it in her eyes
The black night and the soft rain
and how it reminded me of her mane
Those soft whispers of stupidity
In the perfectly empty room
Spoke more than a million words
was the silence that loomed......

It shatters mountains, they claim
Changes the course of a river
Lovers can roam naked in snow
And the sun can make them shiver
It can change the world, they say
And I cannot agree more
It did change the world for me
Opened that closed door
And then you came in
as if the ocean kissed the shore
The shinning sun made me smile
and I could feel the flame in my core
And I loved, and I cried
Never thought there would be more
Was it just a paper with your name??
Or was it my heart that you tore??


It happens only once, they warn
and I cannot hear anymore
Is it true?? I question myself
But only silence answers my roar
Deafening silence answers my roar.......

MY RECALCITRANT WORLD





Now hear me out
Stop your blather
And let me scream, let me shout
Today I shine and I refuse to whine
You claim its yours
but my world is mine

Today I recant …all that you had preached
My soul is free now
Your lies have been breached
So today I stand
With my head held high
Today I laugh, today I sigh
I refuse your lead, I refuse your sight
I break your laws, With all my right
I would learn to fly, I would learn to drown
I would rule my reign
I reject your crown
Your laws are fake, which I forsake
All that you you can give and all that you can take
I shun the light and trust the snake
I don’t want the peace
I would live like the rake
The rules made by you
Which today I break……..

Call me a rebel
A blasphemous child
But you cant stop me now
My blood is running wild
I am not sober
I don’t want to be mild
I am the outcast
And righteously exiled


But I will find my way
The road that is mine
I don’t need your bread
I don’t need your wine
I would take my lead
And not stand in the line
You cant rule my world
Cause my world is mine....

ALONG THE LANES OF BROKEN FAITH

ALONG THE LANES OF BROKEN FAITH

I start my walk
Promenading the boulevard
Of broken dreams
Shadowed by blossoms of infidelity
The untraversed transit
Lined with memoirs
Of the apologetic past
And the uncertain future
I start my walk
Along the same old lane
Unafraid of the broken faith
Encrypted with your bane
The same old marks
The same old signs
The same old turns
The same old lines
And I start my walk
With a laminated trust
And a sceptic belief
Digging,crawling,limping
Towards the illuminated sphere
Of my crimson fear
As the road comes to a halt
The end draws near
I stare into the shining night
It all becomes so clear
But the darkness is breathing still
My mind is in a queer
I try to shake it off
Wash it with a tear
the indelible stain
that I will have to bear

And I continue with my walk
till the end of the day
and the dawn of the night
clutching my heart tight
walkin past the brothels
of lusty naked fright
into the arms of the YIN
and the graveyard of the light
hoping its not too late
Along the lanes
Of my broken FAITH......