Arms ache from the effort,
i gave up a long time ago.
Just one more blow though,
And She yields
As She did before.
Blood trickles from my brow, Still
i feel like one more.
The sun makes me dizzy,
Must've collapsed long ago.
But the clickity-clackity monotony
Is what i won't miss,
Long as another blow
Can follow.
A Hundred lines intricately linked,
Strong coffee at Three,
Then a Hundred more, maybe.
A Million little pieces,
From an over sized stone.
Shattered.
Just because,
I had One more Blow.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Thursday, May 01, 2008
Inspired By the Poet :)
(Might want to shoot me if you're a Dylan fan for mentioning him in the same breath, so use discretion!)
Well, its been nigh on five months since I last wrote, so this lazy effort is a surprise more than anything else! I have heard great music during this time, my only respite from the daily grind, the vicious cycle of work-food-sleep-work. Anyhow, Dylan's poetry would be the inspiration behind this piece which has been rolling around in my head for quite some time, but never got out.. As it is with all inspirations, its Anu Malik-y at best! (and yours truly-y at worst) I was aiming to write something a bit cheerful for a change, but i guess u can't cheat nature can ya? :P Oh well, better stop the rant n see how this goes for u!
The strawberries with cream are delectable in June, I know,
Exquisite too is Ladakh's sandy snow.
There's lot of snow in the Rockies too!
Am gonna scale the mountains,
And feel the harsh winds blow.
For now,
I'm the Armchair Tourist though.
In my fingers I can feel the Nile,
My heart pounds with the mills at the Theater.
The rolling greens, with Bessie, call out to me,
And Champs Elysees makes my head a-flutter.
A kiss under the mistletoe,
And a few cliches more maybe,
Is what this Armchair Tourism makes me.
There will be days of action,
In Vegas maybe, we'll blow the dough!
The times, well, they'll change.
We'll gorge on Pizzas in Napoli,
And the bubbly from Champagne will flow.
Till then, well,
We'll be Armchair Tourists, ya know.
PS: For those who managed to complete, do suggest a title.. Other than Armchair/Easy chair Tourist though!
Well, its been nigh on five months since I last wrote, so this lazy effort is a surprise more than anything else! I have heard great music during this time, my only respite from the daily grind, the vicious cycle of work-food-sleep-work. Anyhow, Dylan's poetry would be the inspiration behind this piece which has been rolling around in my head for quite some time, but never got out.. As it is with all inspirations, its Anu Malik-y at best! (and yours truly-y at worst) I was aiming to write something a bit cheerful for a change, but i guess u can't cheat nature can ya? :P Oh well, better stop the rant n see how this goes for u!
The strawberries with cream are delectable in June, I know,
Exquisite too is Ladakh's sandy snow.
There's lot of snow in the Rockies too!
Am gonna scale the mountains,
And feel the harsh winds blow.
For now,
I'm the Armchair Tourist though.
In my fingers I can feel the Nile,
My heart pounds with the mills at the Theater.
The rolling greens, with Bessie, call out to me,
And Champs Elysees makes my head a-flutter.
A kiss under the mistletoe,
And a few cliches more maybe,
Is what this Armchair Tourism makes me.
There will be days of action,
In Vegas maybe, we'll blow the dough!
The times, well, they'll change.
We'll gorge on Pizzas in Napoli,
And the bubbly from Champagne will flow.
Till then, well,
We'll be Armchair Tourists, ya know.
PS: For those who managed to complete, do suggest a title.. Other than Armchair/Easy chair Tourist though!
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