In love with the wrong woman

She crossed many a mile

by my road side

crossed my door,

my glass windows

looked through,

stared at me,

playing my grand piano.

She stood ,she mused,

she wondered,

on a dreamy night sky,

she stared right up,

wished at a shooting star that had streaked by.

I walked across the street,

walked by the 7th avenue,

the roses smelled so sweet.

She knew that i was there

and she smiled a smile,

and i looked on ,speechless

as Mrs alexandra, smiled back

walking on , the fragrance turned to rot,

and i cringed,

walked back ,looked out through the window sil..

Relapse

Awake..
i watch em walk by
and the cars by the fly by
lives move on ,
and mines a paused tape
no sound,musics too far away.
Everyday is new
and every yesterday is old
they say look at your future ,
and forget your past ,let it go cold
I see none of em, and i dont understand what they say
everywhere i look ,
i wince in dismay
this world seems alien
every single passing day
let my soul go to the devil
come whatever may.
this is just a dream
this is life no sing a long
no matching steps no rules
no fate to chase , win or lose
clinging on to hope ,before the dreams too real
clutching my eyes shut,before the abberations reveal
that ,the my days are too old,the old days are too cold
and i stand with my soul not yet sold.

ego

Its not very often that the ego in you takes over..but when it does..it kills..real bad.

A lucky Man

I shall curse you
my fate, u never pulled me through
teasing me around every other day
made me a promise that was never kept
you never see me plead even if they may
You are not going to win
every one of your battles
come what may
You are not the greatest of my sins
though i can blame you
for every sin that makes someone else pay
For you are not alone
Not now , nor never
You shall surrender to thee
Me , my whims,my lust, my sins.

Abstract as on May 3rd.

Its almost an end of a day and all my thoughts seem to have drained
out through the sieves of boredom and distractions.Its as normal as
any other day can get. Not too many events, no memories, a lot of no
nothings.A lot of unwanted clutter and hidden beneath em all a couple
of jewels that most definitely fade and lose their sheen with time.How
many of them are worth keeping i wonder.So many memories , so many
moments,so many relations,so many chats.I wonder where this all would
end.I wonder if i would put em all in a jar and label any one of em as
unforgettable ,and if anyone else would would put my name in there
too.A long-term relationship with memories and long term memory
serving relationships...sounds too complicated to be worried
about.Every guys dream..a long term relationship..hehe.. I think i ll
just let that happen and go wherever my soul takes me.