about me:

...
i am
swimming...
all over,up and down...
like a cloud...

...
i am
flying...
deep inside,every bit...
like a fish...

...
i drain,
my heart out,
like the cloud...
to dilate the sea...
...
i rain,
my voice out,
like the fish,
to dilute the sea...

.
they call it a swim,
when i fly...
should they call it a flight,
when they can't see...


.
they call it a drain,
when i rain...
should they call it a rain,
when they can't see...


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hehe :D

parasite...

i have a life...
on a tissue,
dead or alive,
it is not mine...

what is my fault?
living on the wound?
rejoicing someone else's blood?
born this way to live?

i was programmed to receive,
any antibiotic,
which killed my ancestors,previously,
i persist and spread the disease...

life sticks to me,
it's in my genes,
my life,
not worthwhile...
if i had a mind...
i would want to die...

scream!

ssshh!


don't scream,
it ain't a dream,
it's not here,
just to scare...
it is real,
better hear,
and feel,
you can't steal,
it ain't a dream!

shame-shame...

why play in waters muddy?
until the scum gives an allergy?

the rashes on the skin,scare,
it can turn in to cancer,please care...

quit the game...it's quiet late...
let the parasites,shriek,shame-shame...

it's quiet late,it's dirty out there,
they cannot survive long,shrieking shame-shame...

a translation

this is a trnslation of the first lines, of a famous hindi song of Govinda and Karsihma Kapoor,
it is usually treated down market, but i like it, for the sarcasm and its depth...
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**thujko mirchi lagi tho main kya karu**


i was walking down the lane,
munching snacks,i loved the taste,
with the cute girl,i had a date,

i was walking down the lane,munching snacks,i loved the taste,i had a date,she was cute...

if u feel a chilli and grow sore,
how am i responsible for your state?

i was walking on street,
eating my ice cream,
blinking my blank eyes,
engrossed in the chill...

i was walking on the street,eating ice cream,engrossed in the chill...

all of a sudden, a chilli you eat,
and you feel hot,
what is my fault?

illusion.

lights above the mirrors,
to make the lady look,fairer...

the lights faded one day,
she could not stand the dismay...

she shattered the mirror hard,
she met death,her veins bled...

she would kill,she had vowed once-
one who speaks things untrue...

magic potion...

she drank the magic potion,
got invisible and hidden,
hearing all omni-vision,
could pull off sheaths of illusion,
realized,there is no convention...
only chaos of concern,
and chaos from forsaken...
cruel were the reasons...

two in a row...

left to right,
top to bottom,
opposite points,
two in a row- beautiful...

four dots,
and two diagonals,
crossed at right angles
and '8'triangles-innocence...

so simple, the story,
of a small square,
hypnotizing hypotenuse,
Pythagorous made a theorey-deep...

square,stay square,
in every sense,
what a shape,
rectified rectangle- aware...


only two-beautiful,
so many inside-innocence,
sum of squares-deep,
rectified-awareness...

All of 3...

Me,love,people.
A game of all 3.
A race within.
Hate nothing.


Let the game start...
can love start without people?
can i start without love?
should people care not to start without me?

There was a race under current,
Can there be care without love?
can i race without care?
should people race to care not to love me?

There was hate which drove the race,
Can there be love without hate?
Can i love against hate?
Can i drive the people from hate without love?

Still the game was played,
Can there be love without hope?
Can there be hope without people?
Can i play with hope for people with love?

Can i know the answers without the game fair?
Can i believe triumph with the disbelief gusher ore?
Can i find the truth nugget?
Without any resent?


I decided to hit...
I hit the shot best,
And left the rest,
Carried on with a zest.