Global warming

The sun shines upon the wind
And asked him, where could she be?
The wind replied, "My friend..
She's busy, conversing with the sea..."

The sun was heartbroken, and felt sorrow
"I wish to see her today, and tomorrow..
She is elusive. She borrows my light.
Shares jokes with the oceans...
And hides from my sight."

"Do not despair. Oh Lord of light..
Your warmth is within her.
And she feels your plight
She yearns for you, like you for her
It is this world of blue and green
That seperates you lovers
But here's a secret, oh lord of flame
You two can meet and cheat your fate
Find the eclipse
And you will find your mate"

And so the sun got his master plan, and was so grateful to the wind that he shared his scirching heat with the wind, and the wind then set out heating up everything. And that's the story of global warming. Stupid scumbag wind!

All is new

Everything's new. And I'm afraid, I might not be the same.

Hello.

Alone, in silence, in peace
In my thoughts
In my words to myself
I have become a suit.

I have become a part of the machine
A tweaked, sharpened component
I have sinned
I have blessed
I have kissed, and missed
And caressed

I have wondered about time
And sand in space
Smiling faces
And a part of the race
Of conclusions, and passes moments
Of mistakes and blunders
That I cannot erase
Of hourglasses, and lava lamps
And cats and fiddles
And postage stamps
Of airline tickets
And work and play
Of tomorrow..
And today

Of blood and kin, and souls in skin
And candlelights under street lamps
Of Jins and ghosts, and things
I still try to understand
Of returns and departures
And misplaced goodbyes
Of why dear life, must I face
Your sweet lies

I have searched for answers
And purposes
And reasons and more answers
And I have found them
And I am not content
I know there is more to see
More than I can hold
More than I deserve today
Tomorrow must be good
Because I can still smile
Because my hope still hold strong
My peace is within me
But what about the pieces I have left behind
Have I become new,
while killing my old self?
Have I become different
At the cost of pretence?
Or have I become stronger and faster?
I think it must be so.
Because my demons obey me now.
My ghost smiles by my side.
My past has made peace with my future.
And I no longer have to hide
The silent thoughts
The silent contemplation
It is a part of me now
The shadows show me the way
And share their wisdom with me
I am no longer new to the world
The world is new to me.

Creation

Serenity
Come back to me
And give me strength
And make me complete

Serenity
Where I be
If you were alone
And had no use for me

Oh bliss and joy
Hear my prayer
And help me woo
Your elusive friend

Give me courage
And consistency
To see serenity
Again

Oh mighty one
Hear my will
And let me shine
Through the hollow
In this silence

Give me wisdom
And give me strength
To follow this madness
Give me the gift
Of providence

Hear me Oh Mighty Sun
Hear me Oh Swift Winds
Carry my words through these times
Of condescending ends
Of mirrors broken
Of shattered dreams
Carry my soul through the bends

I want no rainbows, no butterflies
No fireworks that hypnotise
No sugar-coated promises or empty air
Just a little time…
To prepare

For a time of madness
And unspoken truth
Of aggressive instigation
And corrupted youth

Give me silence
And give me thought
Give me light
And all that is not
Give we wisdom
And the power of verse
Give me prayer
To shake this curse

Father, Mother
Bless your son
Give him your strength
Your courage, your wisdom
To help him become
All that is you
And all that you are
Bless me, my creators
It is time..

For your creation to shine.

Become

Resonate in me
Through these shattered clouds of glee
Resonance, I see
Now how you've come to be

These filaments of truth
These figments of thought
I have come to be
Whatever you’re not

Resonate

Free me from this madness
Free me from limits and mortality
Let me claim my sky
And my one sun
Build my own paradise
Within this one

Levitate

Rise up from the ground
And see your wings shine
And burn the insolence that hinders
Proclaim what is mine

Deviate

Separate from doubt and despair
From damage and repair
From negative handshakes
And hatred in the air

Gravitate

Float, hover, stay
Forever this way
Shine, divine, incline
Shake that thin little line

Become one
Become infinity
Become madness
Become sense
Become true
Become imaginary
Become what is made
Become ordinary
Become what you cannot
Become imaginary
Become what is loved
Become wonder
Become the hated
Become blunder
Become what is joy
Become a smile
Become what is sadness
Become a while
Become become
Become nothing
Become this
Become you
Become me
Become us
Become infinity

Listen to the colours

Listen to the colours
And watch for the sounds
Taste the emotion
Inside the ground

It doesn’t make sense
Doesn’t have to too
Doesn’t seem plausible
But only to you

I have done the same
And people call me mad
But they wouldn’t know
If only they had

They call me crazy
But they are too
To consider madness
A separation of the two

There is no silence
Within the sound
And no colours
Without you around
There is no sense
If nonsense was true
There is no me
If it wasn’t for you

Fuzzy Sherlock

There once was a crazy cat
Fuzzy Sherlock he was called
Smokin dreams all through the day
He got high on temptation, they say

He twisted the thought
And moulded his own
All through the night
Through his microphone

And shook the groove
And made the vibe
This twisted cat
Created the jive

“Fuzzy, Sherlock
That’s my name
It’s all I got
All the same”

And so he sang
And made the smiles
And spread his name
Across the miles
And shared the peace
That he adored
This melody
Of evermore

He had the rhymes
And they had him
This little crime
Of musical whims
Of interludes
And a chorus too
This little dude
Could make you groove

“Fuzzy, Sherlock
Yeah that’s what I’m called
I’m not super, or even powered
But I am groovy, baby
To one and all

With the sky as witness
The sun as my jury
I call upon you
With musical fury

With a rhyme and a groove
And a smile and a move
With a wave of the wand
I will make you dance

With a twist of a feather
And a change of ‘whether’
I will gamble with your senses
I will offer you a chance

To join me in my madness
To join all that I represent
I will take over, Oh listener
Without your consent”

And so the trumpets played
And the tambourines joined in
The pianos echoed
The voice of the violins
The drums held the beats
And the bass held the rhythm
The listeners listened
Without division

And sherlock played on
Into the night
His voice like legend
Signified

let us be

there’s a sun shining up there
burning as we shine in its light
there’s a moon giving it company
at the other end of the night

there’s a shadow seeking a sign
hiding from illumination that can kill
there’s a person in the mirror
waiting until

there’s a street by the river
and a a brook by the bridge
there’s a canyon in the mountains
there’s a river by the mill

there’s continuum in the equation
and an answer that makes sense
there’s balance in the fulcrum
and there’s momentum in tense

there’s a magic trick in the hands
and a rabbit in the hat
there is this in this
there is this in that

there is joy in the clouds
and voices in the rain
there are prayers in the winds
and smiles that remain

there are thought not known
and chances not taken
there is gin in the clouds
of alcoholic sustain

there is a shiver in the nerve
and tinge in the shade
there is a calm in the scene
of this escapade

there is a doubt
and a question’s mark
wrapped in a circle in a box
left in the dark

there are paths taken
and path not
there is crap in the opinion
non sense in the thought

let us sit down and discuss this
let us be magicians
and wave to the crowds
let us change our next
put an end to the doubt

let us be monks
let us produce wisdom from naivety
and talk like we know
and know what we talk

let us be businessmen
and trade our sides
bargain and negotiate
and trade our souls
or let us be us
left to our fates

Led G_D arrive

Let G_D arrive
Into my rainbow
And give more shades of tone
Let G_D arrive
Into my shadow
And make darkness atone

And when the silence
It prepares to leave
Let G_D arrive with the message
That I was destined to receive

Let G_D bless
And give me peace
And give me strength
To show those who doubt
Just how great I am

Let G_D arrive
Within me
Inside the sphere
Let G_D arrive
Within me
Right here

Electric Dawn - Unfinished Unedited Draft

Oh pretty one,from the sun
Shinin over everyone
Her whisper soothes, the greatest winds
Her smile brings me the best of things...

Talkin to, these clouds of rain
She thought she had heard them say
Holy lines, lines of grace
Talking of this time and space

She cries to me, out in the rain
Her tears i wish I could have seen
She walks to, the holy tree
Where children play in tomorrow's scene

Oh pretty one, oh pretty one
By the river on the sun
Oh yes its you
I'm talkin to

And then summer came
So did the sun
More sunsoaked bliss
And more than one

Peppermint glows on white-washed snow
And sunny sides to emerald green
She paints this here with shades of heaven
I paint these dreams right in between

Oh girl o'mine, won't you come?
To the river on the sun
Oh girl o'mine, let's overcome
This dream of ours has just begun
Oh yes its you, oh yes it's you
That I'm talkin to
Oh yes its you, oh yes it's you
That I'm talkin to

How i wish this dream would stay
And clarity would stay away
Just for a while, yet if not more
I wish to dream, but I'm quite unsure

Streetlight

I've slept under streetlight, as long as I can remember
Through summer sun and the nights of December
The light's been kind, and offered me peace
This quintessential figment of sugarcoated belief

And many a night, the night sky gave me form of company
And within it the stars pointed out to me
The trio of God's diamonds, Orion's Belt
Old friends, those 3, they stayed with me
Since eternity

As the night confessed, it was too busy to join us
But we moved on without a word of grief
The rustic streets, the dust on the sidewalk
Where we sat and talked is a thing of yesterday
We laughed at nothing, and talked about everything else
Memories attached, rejoiced, kaleidoscopically
This insane amalgamation of brothers in revelry

The one who knows, before he undergoes
And the one who undergoes, even before he knows
That is what we were, what we are
Pieces of a mirror broken, repainted, thrown into the stars
And I sit here and remember
I drift away
To those nights of December..

In those nights, under orange streelight
Under the 3 stars for company
We watched and conversed
And drifted away with the winds
That had come to greet us by
We drifted and disappeared
Into skies crystal clear
Into the sun within the stars
Over tunes ethnic sitars

We smiled at the cosmic,
And the universe,
We smiled at nothingness,
And the simplicity of All
We shouted out to the Universe..


It answered our call.

Who are we to question this madness?

In this silence and weakness
The wizard makes his move
The conductor orchestrates his army
And the bassist lays his groove

Who are we to judge this madness?
Who are we to question this question?
Submarines and and tangerines
Candy canes and hurricanes
Bubbles of mystic dust
Floating curiously over window panes

We are the mist in the smoke
The dew in the air
And as the sun makes its peace
We wait, and prepare

Who are we to question this madness?
Who are we to question at all?
The Universe sends for us
And so we answer its call

Who are we to question this madness?
We are the angels in the graveyard
The children in His garden
We are the shadows that answer no call
And yet, we are all
We are eternity and joy
And the void in the dust
The conundrum of questions
And the answers if we must

We are the wind conversing with the sky
And the bullets without a path
The fools asking questions
The fury, and the wrath

Little one, we are you
And you we
Check the mirror
And see...

So you see...

This hope I've bought
Is not its worth
I got it at a bargain sale
One with a million other things
That hurt

This hope I've got
Is not as great
As they claim
In its existance
It has given me
Just the same
Again

But perhaps the flaw
Is on my side of the yard
Perhaps I am the flaw
Perhaps I am the fall
I'd like to believe these things
I'm bored of all this hope
This never-ending optimistic facade
This sacred prayer that's got me fooled
The condescension it has annoys me
And dreams are not the same
The notes play themselves
The harmony orchestrates itself
The melody arranges itself...

All that was fine and acceptable,
But what annoys me...

Is that the listener is out of a job.

One step down.

One step down and the stairway flows
Two steps up is where it goes
Three steps in between the part
One more step is where I start

Steps flow like the day
Flow away take me along
Where are we going Oh where are we..
Going
Within these stairs we belong

Singing words of wisdom
And songs of rhyme
Singing words like these
Of our time

We walk together
In our staircase
A vertical spiral of questions
Our staircase, we embrace.

In love, in peace
In togetherness we release
We take a step
To conjugate
We take a step...
And elevate.

The Chicken and the Egg.

Abdul: Who came first, the chicken or the egg?
Me: The Egg!
Abdul: How?
Me: Dinosaurs.
Abdul: Where'd they come from?
Me: The Chicken.

... has arrived.

In the ambience and aperture,
Lies a moment waiting to be caught.
A lens awakens,
And a portrait in panorama lies in wait.
Pixellated, isolated
Indefinitely saturated,
The reds, blues and greens wait for their command
The light is summoned,
And the aura is now here
It is cropped
And panned
and eclipsed
In her hand

The light listens to its master
The blurs and shadows take their place
In focus, the stage is set
And she shoots..

Once again,
She captures infinity
And smiles...

Lydia Grace has arrived.
And we're glad she has.

Happy Birthday Lydia Grace . Thank you for all the captured smiles, moments and dreams. Today, you are born again.

We're one, and many

We're one, and many
We're an epiphany
Like crystalline drops of dew
We're one and the few

We're what keeps us going
We're what shakes our tree
We're the apples in the orchard
We're the dew on the leaves

We're what rattles the cage
And what makes us wise
We're the tide and the storm
We're the shadow you despise

We're Lydian, and Zoob'd
We're Fuzzed up to the A
We're Judas and Juno, and
We're Rebel and Lyra
We're Oriyan, Chinese
And Arab and Mar
We're Ritdz, We're Riz
We're all the colors of the rainbow
And any face of the dice
We're the mirror in the mirror
A sugar-coated surprise.

It's got to be...

We've had our good times
And we've had our bad times
We've had our inconsistencies
In our share of crimes

We've had our sunrises
And we've had our sunsets
We've had our moonshines
And we've had our rejects

It's got to be...
It's got to be.

We've had our glory and
We've had our screwups we understand
We've had all these times inside our heads
When everything slipped through our hands

We've had Orion's belt
And we've had many more
Contemplating conjugating
As we reach the shore

It's got to be...
It's got to be.

We stayed as one
And we left as one
For one we are
For years to come
And once the rain, it tires away
Our sun shine shine
And we still stay
Our sun shine shine
And so shall we
And we shall see
Each other again
And sit together
And mix coffee and tea
And drink as one
And drink as one...

It's got to be...
It's got to be.

Razzmatazz and Zilch

Saturn's rings in a cocktail
Sunrays in a seashell
The smell of summer in a teacup
And a beautiful lover's spell.

Cat Pianos and Sea Bears
Under glowing lights in electric nights
Hypnotized and mesmerized
By her, and her sight

The winds of Venus
A sunset's dying blush in summer's bleeding veils
Ghosts who shed their hosts
And trees turning to soil

She's a beautiful addiction
And she nurtures my thought of light
She strengthens me, and gifts me with love
A warm smile, a warmer embrace
A tender touch, a soft caress

She shines in illumination
Bringing me to the light
Every time I wander apart
She brings me close to myself
And becomes a part of me
In her smile is mine and mine in her's
A Whisper of nine,
A raindrop of time,
to hear you breathe,
that sigh of relief,
to seek that what you know,
the half of the whole.
to swell and break,
not into song, but into a wave,
into a run, and into the rain.

Razzmatazz and Zilch
Cranberries and Whiskey
Moustaches and fringes
Caramel and Coke
Pineapple and Blueberries
Mars and Venus
Clownfish and Brownies
Love and Joy..


There's a smile in the air.

In a word

In a word...
Yes.

When clouds grew tired
Of crowded scenes
And move aside for suns to shine
There comes a time
For a shiny mystic surprise to arise
Wrapped in condescension
For all to see
In elusive glitter of awe and mismatch
Within this picture of a thousand words
In fallacy
Draped across the sky
I saw an idea, waiting to hatch

Heaven's gates were rusted
With the disbelief of a million souls
And the questions of a million more
Heaven's gates were rusted
It's angels fallen and bruised
If not more

Wings tainted, they circle their own thoughts
Questioning existence that was once accepted
And loved and cherished
Like shadows asking for light
Knowing that it kills them
And asking anyway

Mortal and weak
They realize that they must move on
For the dust of real dreams
Surrounds them like the wind
Flowing gently, flowing free
Like liquid death
Engulfing, engaging, entangling
Disappearing in them
While they disappear in themselves

Or perhaps
It is all but a lie
A beautiful conundrum
A subterfuge of sorts
Pandora's box of troubles
In the hands of Mr. Fox
A dream of dreams
A bluepill if you will
But give me a choice
And I'll give you the kill