Song About Roads

Verse 1

The moon burns twice

In day and night

But deep in your eyes

It only shines bright.

When the war is lost

And nothing is what it seems

Take a drop of the sun

Make a memory.

Chorus

If the roads only take us

Round and round

I'll throw away the map we found

Find our own way out.

Verse 2

In our youth, we were free

To find our way back home.

But we lost our way through the trees

Ate all the breadcrumbs.

In my sleep, I turn

Towards you and say

If you don't know the start

We can share the end.

Chorus

If the path only leaves us

Down and out

I'll throw away the map we found

Find our own way out.

Friend

Today i was happy it rained a little.

I was happy that the birds got fresh water to drink in the morning.

I was happy thinking that you were.

I was happy because the lonely pigeon outside my window found a friend.

City of mine

Sometimes when I travel around in Delhi, to go from one place to another, everything comes and goes in patterns, the sounds envelopes you and things seem bigger than they are from a certain height because you're in one of it's veins, cruising past the other inhabitants, in your own world at the same time. The city feels like an organism, constantly dividing cells and evolving, forever growing. Sometimes when you come out after a lot of days, you find it has changed. The way sunlight fell on a certain column is not the same, it smells different, there are holes everywhere like bruises and scars and water is constantly overflowing, it is truly alive. Even if I go away for a while, I always want to come back.

Face

It's funny, when you see a face like yours on the street - it always passes you by too fast and makes you think about little things...is that how I walk? Am i really that short? What do I think about when i walk? Does the breeze always move my hair that way?

For those five seconds, you're not yourself.

Spring

Spring is always nice and makes me happy. It's like nature's way of reaffirming -

'life finds a way'.

Shadows

...I dreamt of shadows the other day, before the dream was over, they all merged into one.

1 minute poems

At night, when the breeze dies down

When the birds awaken, and fly around

I think of you, lying in my shell

Promises I make, things I don't tell.

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The moon is in your eyes,

It stays low, but its on the rise.

A shadow falls down on everything you leave

There is a light upon everything you seek.

Shedding Roots

People may live for little things, accept their destiny, whatever that means, but maybe no one really wants to badly belong to something or someone or something anymore, i don't know if people yearn for simple things anymore, everyone wants something they cant put their finger on, everybody needs something more. Sometimes when i feel content with where i am, who i am or what i am, there's this weird feeling in my head that i should be dissatisfied with everything, even a little bit would do. And then there is the world which tells me that this isn't the way to be and i can't be this way forever. People live with so much noise inside these days its shocking how they don't go nuts. The 21st century has made us our own slaves, we are bound to doubt ourselves, to hate ourselves and to always compare our achievements with something bigger and better - and that readily available like a huge billboard with neon lights somewhere out there...you can't miss it, you can't escape it. We've come so far from where we were, we don't know where we began from. But hasn't it always been like this? Judgement day is always near. The world is always melting away since the day it began, but our day of reckoning is different from the others because it is OURS. If people don't know about how things started, they want something to hold on to...i guess that's how finalities come into the picture, and the future is always uncertain, and the end is always near, as Morrison puts it.

Our feelings and thoughts are precious...no one knows it like us, no one can or will understand - only we do. We are the only one. Its funny no one has a friend inside. Things can get pretty lonely there, yet everyone seeks solitude and obscurity. To not make sense of the world is the way to be. If fiction's already out there, then everybody's already decided what their reality is, in their minds

Half

Because words wont matter

Soon

When there is no poetry

In being a man.

No hair to tame

Or spells to utter in the hour

Of the moon.

Realise

Your heart is a lonely crowd

Returning home

Dodging puddles

Walking with a door

Looking for walls.

I greet the friend I see

Wonder about the half he

Left behind in drawers, matchboxes

Beneath his bed

Playing with boundaries

Adorning masks.

Maybe he looks for faces

As he walks the streets alone

And takes the one he likes

Gives it a name

Calls it a home.

To hide deep within yourself
Is to close your eyes and trust the wind
When there is no path left to wander
There are no waves to make you swim.

But a voice shall call,
Faint, familiar, from before
You’ve soared the depths
And seen barren lands
Now rise to the shore.

Rise like the sun,
With curious footprints on the earth
And head like a bubble from afar
The sky will fill with all your dreams
Time and tide shall shape who we are.

So trust these words, they are all I have
To pull you out from the dark
No one’s a stranger, who passed us by
Silence will live no more
In the ocean of your heart.

- for Nitin

Lonely Star

It was today, that she

Hung her star in the sky.

Laughing

A timid thing on her palm

That changed shape,

Grew thorns

Became red.

A little like her heart

Vary of strangers

Burning for all

Shining for some.

Doom, Impending

When the edges break

The grains make sand

Water makes an ocean

The shape adorns a form.

Hands ache fingers

Roots wish for light

Flames pray to be still

Vines caress summer, survive.

And darkness has no beginning

For it has no end.

But the shadow is a circle,

It only grows bigger.

And all that is left,

A silhouette

As the waves approach.

A million thanks!

Just got interviewed!

http://bloginterviewer.com/music/hitchhiker-aazar

thanks to Mike!
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