I'M A MAN

They asked me to draw,
I said, I knew not to draw,
They compelled me...
They asked me to make it colourful.

I tried harder and,
Harder, day and night.
They asked if I'd finished,
I hardly had then started.

The glow of the blasts,
Had driven me blind.
I'd not known any color,
Than the color of blood.

Then how do they think,
I could draw? I exclaimed.
I sat for long in front,
Of the canvas, thinking,
thinking and thinking.

Very soon, from my back,
I felt the air moving,
Then came something,
Piercing my body.
I could see my blood,
Splashing out of me.

The wine out of life's cup,
spread on the canvas,
Like the way the droplets wished,
Then I fell, over it,
The drops spread all over it.

They took me away,
Very far from where I sat.
I could see from far;
The art of blood,
I …. No, they'd made.

And I knew I could not,
Neither would I,
'Cause something still,
Lived in me,
I'm a man,
Still a man.....

LOVE

Have you expressed love?

Yes....

Have you experienced love?

Yes.... no.... yes...

You experience love only when,

you don't get back the love you deserve...

you experience love when the one you love,

walks, talks,plays........ with someone else in front of your eyes.

To be in love is that feeling that arises when we miss the love....

So what is love?

Still a mystery. No man on earth can explain it completely.

So is love; strange....

i can't post anything today. i made a mistake. deleted everything i typed in.

NOTHING GOOD

I want to be a bullet,

Pierce into your mind,

And get washed in your blood.

I want to be an arrow,

Run into your heart,

And wash myself in your blood.

I want to be the poison,

Kill your hatred,

And let you rest love for ever.

And I want to be nothing good for you,

Nothing that enchants you,

'Cause you are the only good, the only enchanted....

my blog always won't be muSICKal, even then the word i use mostly might be music.
hope the name isn't deceiving

Labee...

THE TWO SCENES

Scene1

When I was alone,
I believed in love,
Then I was no lonelier,
I'd your love.

Scene2

When you loved not me,
I believed in loneliness,
Still I was not lonely,
I'd the loneliness,
You left for me,
With me.....

i........... i'm not a poet....
neither a philosopher....


i js humbly start doin' this.... bloggin'.

i've got inspired from many writers....