In / Sane

what's not sane
about bein' Insane?
sayin' the things
you always felt like sayin'?

whats Insane
about bein' not sane?
playin' a game
you never thought of playin'?

through the nerves
it runs pure pain
failin' to tame
under cheap cocain
around the move
somethin' bleeds again
crushed and writhered
all gone in vain...

whats so sane
to numb the pain?
to try bein' sober
in gross disdain?

what's not sane
about bein' Insane!?!

To some place?

come here, look through me

do u see a heart?

do u see a soul?

or a decaying body?

m alive, can you hear me?

m divine, do u know me?

talk to me, you'll know all

m your gift, take me

if u don't like me, throw me

don't throw me

feed me, I've starved enough

touch me, I've been numb all this while

lets walk.. m no more lame

m your gift, take me

give me a name, I've never had one..

hurt me, cuz I've never cried

smile at me, I'll smile back, I've never smiled

come here, i am alive

can you hear me??

Re-union

staying in the rugs of last remains
the pain is more comforting than moving on
the sun pierces through blinded eyes
it would be better if its dark soon
the shadows of the ghosts of memories
play an unnerving game
they slither through my entire being
and claim their victory.
i don't want to be subjected to them
yet i am too laid back to even fight
"you won't be able to fight me"
the words echo in my mind
i cry till my eyes bleed blood
this reflection in crimson puddles ain't mine
yet it seems so like what i have become
i've got weathered wings to fly
in the thrashing winds of time
the time would come
when i'll be undone
the final peace of all eternities
and in the place beyond the ceasing times
you and i would be one again....

Not the last time

ain't new, this hurt
the sore you gave
another bruise upon
a perfectly made-up lie
and this won't be the last time.
it hadn't been the first one either!

shall i shed the tears
or should i save them to playact?
it's been long since
i've cried on something genuine
and that's why i can cry on you!
it won't be the last time i'll cry
coz it won't be the first one!

i don't feel the pain
no agony over an unfelt loss
you haven't gone, i know!
you'll come back
when i'll be trying to smile!
it won't be the last goodbye, i know.
coz, precisely, it isn't the first one either!

Last Kiss

i need madness when
it comes to you...
all the distractions
and the hullabaloo
so that whatever i say
is consumed by what's around.
you're the one thing that thrills
and thrill is all that kills.

flowers for a funeral,
silent as a graveyard.
sealed like the coffin.
this Black so myriad!
nothing remains.
it has all died.
one wash-off in the rains
gagged and suffocating tight.

that one last kiss
has remained undone!
what remains of it now?
its a big unintended pun!
puffed up like a nightingale
for the last of the songs.
this breath may escape
soon as i end the bong...

long way back home
nothing feels amiss
yet all feels lifeless
in the last of this kiss...