The night sky

The night sky
The moon
sparkles; flames
I dive in you and we burn
your ashes breathing in me
my story ablaze in you
Silence; passion; silence; passion
our bodies discovering fire
leaving them alone
we; as sparkles escape
I am free of you
You are free of me
Our bodies stay engaged
I swirl in the night sky, clueless of your presence
You spin around me in circles unaware that somewhere far below my body is your prey
I see us burning
I see us burning together
I see us flying
I see us flying away
The night sky will soon transform
The fire will live and end
how far can we go before the night dies?
how close can we come before the fire ends?
I know we escaped
I know we stay trapped.

You

Let me see what I see
and you continue to show it differently
If I shall move towards some reality
I will pick you from my days of illusion
to take along with me
However hard reality laughs on my decision
I shall not leave behind my first touch of realization

If you are a messiah;
I touch your feet and worship you

you are not.

If you are a hint
I keep your mystery with me
and release you on solving the entire puzzle

you are not.

If you are the end
I shall live you and with you watch the light of destination

you are not.

If you are a milestone.
I shall paint you in unheard colors
and make you so covered in me that no other traveler knows what was written on you.

you are not

If you are a passerby
I shall let you pass by.

you are not

If you are the reality itself
I shall call the plot a fluke.

you are not.

If you are a game
I will play in my usual style
If I win, I win
and if I lose, you win it for me.

you are not.

If you are just a disturbance.
I shall own you as music

you are not.

If you are a dream
I hold you in my eyes till I see the first morning

you are not.

If you are God.
I must congratulate you on your popularity

you are not.

If you are past
I must warn you that my tricks have changed
your practice has made you come so far
be careful before you lose it all

yo are not.

If you are my child
I love you

you are not

If you are what I see
let me see
you keep showing it to me differently.

Lost

Lost....................................................
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stay there
slow down
don't move out of it
you will soon forget what you lost
a few beats have escaped
a few drops of blood against a few of tears
Pain is musical; sensuous
I slowly move towards him and he threatens to leave
stay there
slow down
I recon no feeling other than you
you cant leave, I say
and he stays ...... my companion; pain
lost....... in its dominance

I perform
drums, dance, colors and sense
to please the evil
and he stays
I win him over and he undresses me then.

My encounters with pain shall continue. I shall continue to win him and he shall continue to be the reason of my loss. I am addicted to my destruction. I find in him the beats that I lost and each time I succeed, I lose some more.

Oh! Passerby

Oh! my pretty passerby
Tell me about your travel
Did you see bridges and castles?
Did you buy any birds?
Did you see rainbows or rivers?
Any new people did you trust?

Oh! my innocent passerby
was there anything of interest?
Were there any neat girls of your choice?
Any disappointing rush
Was it a journey on fast moving vehichles
Or did you take camels?

Oh! my tired passerby
Why do you look so sad?
Did you run into some trouble?
Or made some horrid mistakes?
Are you tired of roaming around?
Have you lost some bet?

Oh! my dull passerby
Maybe, I can be of some help
Maybe, I can show you around
And later put you to bed
Did you see some thing you think was wrong
Or did you knock the door of a wrong person?

Oh! my silent passerby
You must say what happened.


I started of fine
with some music and wine
I was an enthusiast
Curiosity killed the man in me
I admit I made mistakes

I forgot my past
Ignored my future
And jumped into the present
I wore silly clothes
Lured onlookers with treasures I never had
Now I want to go back home
And sleep to forget this loss
I want to shed my responsibilities
And break the promises I hold


Oh! passerby
I feel sad for travelers like you
The ones who don't have a map.

Shringi

KUCH

kuch ghoont pani ke
kuch pyaas thi meri
kuch sard se tum
kuch aas thi meri

aaj agar yu kahu
ki jo reh gaya wo pani tha
jo so gaya wo parvat
kuch waqt tha thaka hua
kuch tum aur mai nasamajh

waah re mohabbat
aaj fir le li angrayee
mere mehboob ki adaye
tum se to kam hai
meri deewanagi
tumse to kam hai

jam gaye wo khwab kuch
jam gayi kuch baatein
karvaton me lipte
jam gaye kuch hum kuch tum

ye ehsaas kuch kalpana
kuch hakikat hai
ye mera aaj kuch behta hua
kuch behad sakht hai

tum kaho to aau
tum kaho to kuch door ho jau
tum kaho to ro du mai
tum kaho to has padu

kuch jannat
kuch jannat ke paas hai ye
kuch sach
kuch brahm ka bhandar hai ye
mohhabbat agar kabhi sach tha
to kuch jhooth ka sansar hai ye

Shringi

The day comes...

I am inspired to live
More so
Cause I am meant to be dead
I must perform
reasons are endless
One, time.
Two, judgment.
Three, role.
Four, engagement.
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I must not go on enjoying today's fragrance
I am bound to play the fool
These men who matter are part of the ash
These inventions aren't very great
But I must learn to exist
I must hop and catch today
So, tomorrow doesn't call me less prepared
I can tarnish this odor
I can disobey any sense
I am an actor
I chose to act more than my part
Sure, call it pretense.
I am inspired to live
More so
Cause I know I will be dead

Shringi
10/03/2010

Oh! Gentle man

Oh!
Gentle man
will you please give me a hand
I dropped my violet umbrella
broke my pretty wand

It's destiny
our crossing paths
your benevolent self
falling in fateful maths

Oh! my dear
Accept my thank you
Savior, O gentle soul!
Is there anything I can do ?

My lady, the queen
Of roses you smell
Glad to be of service
Take me as a chattel


Shringi
11/10/2010
Thats a lot of nonsense there

Burn my face

Burn my face
It shall soon be morphed
Follow me
Tonight I am to create God

I shall prove that dreams exist
I might as well call that my abode
I come to you to visit
more than me
you recognize my robe

Burn my belongings
Erase all I have
I shall rise every sunrise
while yesterday dies in a cave

I shall meet superstition
and swallow its reality
I shall invite you too
bring along your deity

Smoke sans fire
Mortality and desire
You know nothing of how you look
Burn my face
Burn yours too.

Shringi

yesterday

Hundred clones
dresses, make up
nude expressions
gallant.
loud memories
I realize
we are alive
slaves of noise
masters of pretense
yesterday
will come again
I will take a bite
and say if anything has changed

Shringi

Indulge

Sink
Cover yourself in me
I shall travel through you
Indulge
For years, hours
For now, for the cycle of now
Fall; Give up
In me you indulge
I shall wrap you
shall be a part of your mold
I define; you pose
You will have to trust me
Fear must be disowned
I will follow you
to your perish
I will lead you
to the path you belong
I am your lust
and you are my sketch
I am content
You are alone.

Shringi
06/03/2010

Control

Who are you?
A man
The one who is here to enjoy;
The one who knows?
I can stand alone
Can you?
I can be free in chains of control?
Can you?
I have adorned the beads of directions
I have said my prayers to wisdom
I shall be powerful soon
Will you be too?
What do you chose to call it?
Ego
Sacrifice
Purity
Submission
Knowledge
Silence
Meditation
Arrogance
Which man are you?
The one who dies;
The one who understands death?
Do you see the light in million confusing colors?
Can you mix them to make it one?
Your eyes are closed
Open it to the the chaos
Open more to see whats beyond
I have left
Now our teacher is the same
Time has brought me here
Time shall take us across

Shringi

Hmmmm

I have achieved a little something today. I dont know if I should be happy about this or just smile as all has gone by the plan. I feel foolish as if I have been acting backwards. Maybe someone wanted me to do so. Of course I am smiling cause I am winning but I am afraid that nobody is keeping scores. These words I realize do nothing when the time has gone. You, you and you... sadly there is no difference.

05/03/2010

I have no idea on what I want to say. I want to stare at the walls and go all the more insane. The world is wise, very wise. I am a dreamer and too far behind my actual land. What does that mean? Nothing. But, I want to talk. Hear a few words I understand and say a few that are easy to convey. Lets have a simple conversation where all you have to do is laugh and talk nonsense. hmmmmmmm. Nothing makes sense.