Lies . A monkey climbing tree Shaping up his destiny Beside the double layered thickened wall, This tree is huge, it\’s tall . Red-red fruits hung to the branches This monkey spots them, munches Red-red fruits are poisonous This tree is dangerous . Red-red fruits are poisonous Oh, This tree is dangerous . The monkey is going […]
Less Life . Something to eat, Someone to meet, Is not what I call as life . Mouth to speak, And flesh on the bones, Is that all to be alive! . Rusted sword, Speechless mind Is not the way I go . All things planned, Thinking too much, This makes our life so slow .
Late for the date . Late for the date I resent my fate I met all the red signals The traffic I hate . There she sat alone For hours and hours Waiting for me (I wish) . But . She found another mate Sizzling brownie on her plate . Yes, I was late Late
I won\’t ! . I can bloody kill I can seal the deal I can be brutal to slaughter To shut your insane laughter . I can be the shameless devil the devil that mess up things I can be the merciless evil The evil that will cut your wings . I can decide and do if
Crow buddy . Everyday crow, Everyday crow He will eat the shite You’ll throw . He will survive Only if he could digest Even if he dies He would be the food for the rest . Everyday crow Everyday crow He will eat the shit You’ll throw . For you, He is nobody For few,
Can I rise? . Infinite things…I wish to do… Infinite things…I am halfway through, Is it about…getting one step closer? Unless I do, In the mirror I see looser . Do I have it in me? Can I rise! . Am I friends with my mind? Can I turn it all around? In short span
1 out of the 3 . Digest Degrade Change Ignore Forgive DIE . Change yourself…to be part of this world . Express Shout Provoke Curse Hate KILL . Try to change this world your way . Disconnect Sign-out Love yourself Love all Indulge BE . Be the change you want to see in the world
He said remember these things…When it comes to me… Approximate Do’s and Don’ts . (Please) Do Do count me in… For the unplugged show For the roads and the rides For the textured papers & the black ink For the illustration & stop motion For the stories and documentaries For the blue sky and the
Repeat telecast . Ugly rhyme, every time Every time, ugly rhyme . Ugly rhyme, every time Every time, ugly rhyme . Again? . Ugly rhyme, every time? Every time, ugly rhyme? . Really again? . Ugly rhyme, every time? Every time, ugly rhyme? . All right… . I love your rhyme, Only if you say
Spurt . With the minimum noise..my intellect has to offer Resistance… my conditioning has to scratch and by being without knowing . Let the feeling spurt . Let the thought spurt Let the emotion spurt be it the intense uncontrolled journey… . That starts somewhere in my head… ends nowhere . Can I be honest
