hit the escape button

you cannot start afresh
tomorrows are prolonged todays
the thread will tighten
once you secure it.
hit the escape button
if you find one.

where are you satya?

asshole. still
you are our neon light
shining bright
with pot fumes and cheap talk
in bars,in our cramped rooms
how come we value you?
you never show up
the knight in rags
the hero dreaming
of homlessness
and nights at atms
victorious always
with that crazy look,
the boy who sells the world
with flair.

loss for words

why does everything have to have a meaning?
conditioning i suppose.
loss for words
becomes a hearing aid
for me.

near enemy lines with a ciggerate at midnight

a dead giveway
talk about smoking being injurious to health.

for shame

in my nightmare
never in my dreams
you tresspass.
why do you want me to
dedicate this to you.....
my bad luck and misfortune
my greatest failure

fool!if april was here.

the days of a dreamer comming to a close

the world is so harsh
at us dreamers
who love to laze and dream
don't remember the names
of famous persons who've said
similar things,
but i can promise you
they exist.

a ring and two other things

i gave you a ring and two other things
which you threw away
yes, plenty of reasons
and this and that
it never fails to amuse me
that you can't stand me
a brief applause
then as the curtains close
we realize how much
we hurt.