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Monday, September 26, 2005

Singers/Songwriters link

Here is an excellent post i came across
Some of my favorite singers/songwriters...
although some are conspicuous by their absence
Neil diamond/Roger waters/bernie taupin/John fogerty et all
However some good reading about the singers songwriters can be found at
Singers/Songwriters!

The above site I came across while i was going through
My friend's site
For movie/literature buffs and for math buffs the link above is a very pleasant site to visit :)

Foreplay !

The naughty face, in entirety
Shy brown eyes, entreaty!
Judge me lightly not
Ask and then retreat... in mystery

Let me be the morning dawn
Let me be the morning sunshine
Through the calligraphy that stains
Your face, your morn

In stealth and in the myriad hues
That I see you through
Clinks and then falls into place
In pain and in the moment blue

My life paints you in many colors
A photograph, a salvation
A lacerated sacrilege...carefully kept
In shame and in honor

The leaves of the book that breathe
With the leaf that was carefully smothered
In drops of dew, in drops of rain
It chose to live, it chose to dread

Ghosts are but playful except
Playful, Oh let it pass
The ones in the present, mirthful
Grab, touch and then trespass

Lightly the hair falls over the ears
A weak man requests thus, Do not
Look at me like this, for mishap
Has but resulted in untimely fashion!!

The game

Baseball throws it back
In ways that spit that spew
The league in all your merry
Many many returns of the cherry

Honest to the point of absolution
One point seeks my definition
That One , you did not allow me
For in the mayhem there was dilution

One part truth another part louvre
One clinical another debonair
One geometric another scaled
One harnessed another baled

Saturday, September 03, 2005

Comparison

In the days gone I say
Harmansukh bellowed and bled
For the love of his life with two
Cham chams and a simla sled

The mall was forever pretty
The mall was forever shorn
The mall was forever red
And the mall was forever torn

Between brothers whose blood
Was green and still blushed
In colors unknown and hushed
A metallic conversation thus

A smoking revolver and a shining gun
Which is the better is the thought
When you have the riches and when I have naught
Its all fair and so its all fun

Harmansukh harmansukh cried fraught
In times strain and in times distraught
What was to be the plight of “he”
Spoke thus the powers that be

Crossed betwixt brothers cross
Frayed till that which tied them
Came to naught
And yet dominated thoughts
Of gasoline, of food and of water
Of profit and of loss

Harmansukh my brother
A humble pardon for this
Tyranny I offer and the sky
Is shamed..ahh fraternity

All sins are forgiven and all wounds
Forgotten. The night gives way..
The blood still spews and hunger
gawks and spits out ulcers

The two halves

The one that I live in
The one that I dream in
The one that I live for
The one that I dream of

The one that shows and titillates
The one that taunts and abdicates
The one that knows and dictates
The one that prowls and taunts

The one that speaks in slow verses
The one that shouts in loud monologues
The one that stutters and reverses
The one that destroys all demagogues.