Red

Flap, flap, flap,

flap ur wings pigeons,

Heart is yelling 

Peace, peace ,peace 

U whitish whitish,

Symbols of Bloody peace.

Let d desire burn ,

Let d Coal lit ds night,

Night, night ,night,

Day is not gona to come,

Unless u die this storm.

Coward ,coward ,coward,

World might bless u 4 ths 

Bt,wot vl u answer?

O blessed Saint,

Humming beautifully

O Chorous,

sing d songs of Blind

Walk d mountains,

Taste d sweetnes of ur sweat,

Temples vl ring d bell

Whn u walk velvety rugged terrain

Slept?

O dreamy pigeon??

wait,

I m hungry,

My lesioned soul is thirsty

Thought 4 Food is nt enough,

Gv me d real u,

can't hold ths white more,

Give me Red.

Before the doors get closed

Aftr seeking sex,

My thoughts are left on stained island..

thy walk al alone,covering a distance btwn tym nd space..

Introduced to love bites,as they stepped furter,

tired but blessed,smiling from d bushes..

Ideas were crushd nd smells magnolia magnolia,

as longing 4 desire desire,

Urged nd kissed d subconscious thread of intimacy,

Piercing al beads of sweat aftr seeking d ULTIMATE..

Mirror and mirror all around,bt not a true reflection,

Peeping into d eyes nd asking Salvation salvation....

Oh!its erotica erotica..

Deepng me deepng d illusion,

Took me towards serenity

oh!beauty of d soul

M late ,yeah m gettng late

to reach d shallow depth of my innerness

before d doors get closed.....

Conscience

I seek myself in evry tide and turns 

Search myself in evry face whch I see

Reflections reflections,thy r my reflections.

Devil,Innocent,Pious,Jealous,Trusty,Nasty

Piercing me in bubbles,

Smtyms trampled, Smtyms worn as lace,

War and Peace,No no ,not Tolstoy,

Its me,Its me..

Perhaps each one of me, on behalf of each,

Marching to final destination,bt d roads are vague

And here it goes...tug of war ...

an open mind with different views dominating each othr

Creation Creation whr s d creation,

All around it seems like cremation...

I m scared bt I fyt ,I hate myself bt I admire 

I show I m d happiest,bt I knw I m fake

Somwhr I seek myself,in my subconscious mind

Finally I got myself in my conscience 

Reflections,Reflections,thy r my reflections..

I Know....

Broken words, stammering lines,Don't know whr m driftng,

Floatng wid d flow of stream,Donno ........m nt n myself,

Hey stop me,I m running wid my Blind eyes,

Burning Inside several Desires,Let me Bleed,

M nt on d track ,Dancing on d strings of light,

Hey,me on d top of d roof ready to fall freely,

I got it got it dammit,smthng which was cryng widin me,

from d tym being,I donno knw d way,it pinched me hard..

Broken Words,Stammering lines,I knw ,whr m driftng....