Friday, July 28, 2006

new delhi blues

she slammed the door
her back to my face
there's nothing to discuss, she very distantly said

unsat, the blue sofa cold
undrunk coffee in the pot
what's the need for words when the feeling's dead

got to get going
when the going's good
love ain't forever
play the next song

Sunday, May 07, 2006

autobiography (the earning years 1988-96)

there was this bearded bloke from delhi
went to singapore with fire in his belly
but eight years took its toll
he made money; lost his soul
now, the fire's gone out but not the belly

autobiography (the retired years 1996-2006)

ten years gone in delhi for the bearded one
so's some belly (some hard work, some fun)
now, he wonders what's next,
life in a new context
for, what's left when nothing's been done

Saturday, April 29, 2006

to be is not to be
this is a world
of contradictions
paradoxes, antinomies

where wordless thoughts
are transmitted
through words
(and cruel deeds)

and thoughtless words
(dime a dozen)
never through silence,
sowing discontented seeds

so if you have something to say
the opposite is also true.
the truth is opposite y0u