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Njaan

Filed under: rEd rhyMes — cafm @ 1:16 am August 9, 2008

Njaan
That what defines me
That what am me?
But something that is getting sold?
Am I different from the virgin whore
blinded by the dazzle of city lights and glamour life
Ready to sell something that was never hers
People tell her “To experience heaven, you have to die first”
But does feeling alive come at the cost of total numbness?
And what really does an acquired taste mean?
A privilege experience that fulfils its joy
But its mere non existence to others

For is the virgin night violated by the stars
Or are they what make it timeless, limit less
The discontinuity helping us realize the infinite stretch
That otherwise would be lost in total darkness
But isn’t a spotless sky as mystic and divine
And does it have to feel infinite to be infinite?

Being in deep shit teaches you a thing or two
An excuse to break bonds
That probably shouldn’t exist anyway?
But they have been there and will be there
So who are we to question?
Both the bonds and the breaking
Nothing might be forbidden anymore
But this and that and this will always be there

For one who can see beauty in the smallest things
Can taste the water in the subsequent drinks
And the hidden emotions of the waiters who see
People breaking bonds everyday
And breaking their limits as well
But to them is it anything more than a charade?

(Written in a party)

An ode to a lazy Tuesday morning…

Filed under: rEd rhyMes — cafm @ 10:06 am August 5, 2008

the warmth starts with a spurt
it spreads as it flows
for some its dirty
for some its life

 

as the warmth grows
part of it disgusts you
other makes your wonder

 

is contradiction its truth
the truth of life
is hipocracy the expected norm

 

or just a human trait?

For A Heartfelt Love

Filed under: mY bETTER hALF, rEd rhyMes — cafm @ 2:30 pm January 16, 2008


For A Heartfelt Love

For a Heart that once knew Love..
For those Lost times that made you Laugh..
For a Silence that Spoke more..
For those Eyes that showed Affection..
For every Breath that kept you Alive..
For the Passion that Pulled you through..
For those Broken Dreams and Desperate Desires
For every Heart that beats in Grief..
For a Tear that makes you Miss..

There lies an Empty Heart,
Which Once owned.. A Priceless Love..

If there was a way back

Filed under: RaNTs@eARTH, mY bETTER hALF, rEd rhyMes — cafm @ 2:59 pm January 2, 2008

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Happy New Year!

Ironically my first post of the year is not mine but still is mine.

It’s a poem she wrote about lost love.

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Mine yet given

Filed under: RaNTs@eARTH, rEd rhyMes — cafm @ 12:53 pm November 20, 2007

In my shame I closed my eyes
Looked inside for an open door
Saw a sly smile in the darkness
And no ground to tread

My escape gave no respite
And the darkness in the room
Lit up my inner one
For I lie awake eyes open

In my despair I heard a name
It was my mother’s voice
The name seemed alien
Yet it was mine

Her voice betrayed her love for me
And her face her concern
Yet she called the name with a pride
A pride I was searching in me

I saw my name again
It was in my love’s eyes
There it was alive
Waiting for a new lease

It was sad
For its abode was sad
Sad for me
Yet there was a faith

Faith in me
Faith in an unspoken promise
One of love and protection
Love that I was searching for around me

I heard a prayer pass by
On its way to the heavens above
Its was for me
And my friend’s it was

There was warmth in it
Filled with love for me
And faith in me
A faith I was looking for

Once again the darkness lifted
This time both
In my room and in my mind
First by a click of a switch
Second by something mine yet given to me
Pride, love and faith

Written after a personal disaster

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