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    April 19

    Fruitless Wait

    I sit beside the ocean waiting
    But the black waves tumble and die
    I wonder if I could stall this ending
    The lazy clouds stray across my sky
    And I trust this vengeance for it is true
    Endless conversations have gone stolen
    I trust your word for it is my truth
    Ill take myself home when you're done
    One time, two time, three time, four
    The slashes ooze unbidden rage
    If I could rewrite our twisted lore
    The fallen angle wouldn't be disgraced
    So you can take back all the words you say
    I'll still remain your unnamed whore
    And if I live each day silently away
    Do I still not bring this death close?
    March 26

    Mismatched

    With slow age comes wisdom
    (As the ignorant kisses pride)
    With hate grows vengeance
    (As the lovers, in vain, die)

    Elegies, tombstones and hearses
    Life breeds contempt for death.

    Saints locked in jail for adultery
    Children treading the oceans lightly
    Secrets shouted over a confused din
    Mad men wait for death of religion

    "When will he come home?" she asks
    (He's battling for the millionaire's cause)

    Ugliness wrapped underneath, I hide
    Cringing at awkward reflections, I lie
    Give me fresh beginnings - untainted
    As I chant my prayers - unheeded

    Misery wont you fade just this one night?
    A defiled world needs to heal tonight

    Take me to places, fair and soft
    Chained to feigned ignorance I'm lost
    Don't hide your veins - black
    Cos these scars on my wrist match

    Tear drop sighs and watery smiles
    He lives for you, as you for him...
    March 20

    Reflections on a Broken Mirror

    Her and I. For a while now, I've thought of her as separate, a person very apart from me, a thing - so it's easier for me to judge her, despise her for what she tried to take away from me, even though it wasn't really mine then.

    In the beginning she was a treat to me. Every summer vacation, we met. We played in our make believe worlds and we fought over barbies and who got to sleep next to whom. We wrote letters to each other, not often, but enough to make sure we never completely vanished from the slate board that was our memory. I have little snippets of memories of snuggling so close to her in the night that we began to breathe as one. After all, we had the same blood running through us.

    And then we grew up. We began consciously making plans for the future. But we still didn't leave the sandbox much far behind. We still liked to play and fight.  The sad thing is, this time around, winning became important. You think it becomes easier for us, as adults, to share. It doesn't.

    If I could do it all over again I would take away all the lies so that there is no bitterness and maybe just maybe you might come to me if you ever got lost. They say it takes two to make a lie work. One who says it and the other who believes it.

    March 18

    Dubai Desert Rock Festival 2008

    I finally (FINALLY!!!) attended the Dubai Desert Rock Festival which had an amazing lineup this year. (Last years was better with Iron Maiden headlining and all.) This year we had Korn headlining Day 1 backed by awesome bands like Killswitch Engage, As I Lay Dying, Nervecell and ofcourse, Machine Head. Day 2 was headlined by Muse and the other bands performing were Juliana Down, Marky Ramone and none other than Velvet Revolver!!!! *smugness*

    Galeej Gurus from Bangalore opened the show on both the days of course, following their win at the Shamal Battle to DDRF. I was simply blown away by them. I have waited and waited and waited some more to catch them live. If you are in India and are a rock fan you have probably already heard about them. Amazing vocals, sexy bass, unconventional drumming and an awesome two guitar combo is one heady mixture altogether. Love them to pieces.



    I wasn't a big fan of Machine Head until I saw them perform live. Rob Flynn is THE MOST AMAZING frontman ever! He can have you up and headbanging for hours together. Those transparent Flying V's were an awesome sight. Machine Head had awesome energy and they were almost eerily technically precise. If you want to know what Flynn thinks of the Dubai crowd, go here.



    Killswitch Engage, the metalcore band, was pure adrenaline rush. I guess the limelight was stolen by Adam most of the time, with his weird costume and heavy guitaring. I guess every single person there returned home a Killswitch fan. They played all their best tracks ranging from My Curse to Arms of Sorrow.




    Nervecell were completely comfortable on stage, being on home turf. The boys from Dubai were the only death metal band playing this year and wow! they were good. The screams and growls were INSANE. They played tracks from their upcoming album, Preaching Venom which is due to release in April. The mosh pits during their session were vicious as always. I got tossed around a little until I learned to avoid the wretched thing. It's fun to watch though. =)

    Although I don't really like Korn very much, their live performance seemed to be a class apart. It was much more fun cos you seem to know all the lyrics even though you are not a huge fan and you can just sing along. They played all their biggie tracks like Freak on a Leash, A.D.I.D.A.S. , the bagpipes song (whatever it's called), Evolution and all that. I personally liked Evolution a lot more after hearing the live version.


    Velvet Revolver.... They did what they had to do. Though they didn't offer anything new as such, the fans had waited all day just to see Slash shred that guitar the way he does. Scott Weiland entertained the crowd with his gimmicks. From the whole set, I loved Fall to Pieces the best. They did do a Guns n Roses cover but I didn't recognize the song =S



    The most surprising act however was Muse. They just caught me offguard. I've heard them a few times on radio but they never really caught my attention. But live, they were a different story. The three man band could make a kind of noise that was just out of this world. Their frontman was obviously very talented as he switched back and forth guitaring and that beautiful, white piano. His voice carried though powerfully and the crowd seemed to be hypnotized. Unfortunately, I don't have any pictures of theirs cos my camera decided to die on me once Slash left the stage. =( And they also refused to let journalists shoot pictures of them. *pouts*

    Well, the two days seemed to be cut out of some dream. Even though I went to the concert alone, I ended up making some good friends. So cheers to that! And like someone once said "Live music kicks ass!" :) It sure does. Can't wait for next year. I hope they manage to get hold of Metallica.... Wouldn't that be sweet?? =)

    P.S. All photos taken by moi with my li'l Cybershot T20. :) ......... i know.... ;)

    March 03

    without u...

    without u... im just your dream tht u forget once your awake
    without u... im a painting formed only in your thoughts
    the pitter patter of rain wake me to ur laughter
    and i see once again why i fell in love with you
    its only a matter of time and we'll be together
    until then...
    let me be your dream while you sleep among clouds.....
    February 29

    Read

    Twirling on yellow lit lanes
    Skipping across crowded streets
    Your hand held mine tight
    Shadows of our former selves
    We were born every starlit night

    With every passing minute
    I'm losing bits of who you are
    With every passing minute
    I'm finding out that I actually care

    Late night movies on dirty beds
    Birthdays wishes a tad too late
    Your voice rocked me to sleep
    Defining our sweet little moments
    Songs written by the insane but deep

    With ever passing minute
    I'm farther away from the day u kissed me
    With every passing minute
    I'm becoming someone I don't wanna be....

    I know you're coming for me
    If I said I know you
    Would you say its make believe
    I know you've been waiting
    And If I ask you to stop
    Just tell me to shut up.
    February 25

    On Trial

    Taste these tears, running down in lines
    Make me remember, words only you know
    I wish I could change this, not try
    I'm only an image, that you've with pain sold

    An ache so dull, I can barely recognize
    The hurt only a disguise for the wound
    Cos I'd rather suffer than be compromised
    Just let me know if you want this truth

    Within these pages lie rusted fables
    Of things behind closed chambers
    Private abuse of a different nature
    They lie because of wasted shame

    And now I need to give us an ending
    Try as I might to lend you a thought
    I come up for some air, gasping
    Chain reaction to a habit, bought.

    In Charge

    Watch me as I play my roles
    Watch me as I shun the light
    A new dawn with no purpose
    Watch me as I lay down my fight

    Sing to me songs of a stolen future
    Sing to me ballads of a broken past
    Hiding in a room without a door
    Sing to me new songs that might last

    Talk to me sweet nothings so I may love
    Talk to me dirty so I get turned on
    Wondering where you'll take me next
    Talk to me before the moon goes down

    Love me cos you're addicted
    Hate me cos you know nothing else
    I am your reason to life and death
    Love me cos I'm taking you to hell.

    P.S. How's that Dopey?? :P
    January 26

    A Little Pink Diary

    A book of lies with pages adorned
    A silver dolphin wrapped in satin red
    Metal meets pretense in your world
    Tarnished words with honey layered
    You cower from me in your wake
    Fight behind my back with lithe
    How do you expect me to live
    In a world filled with your filth

    Sweet nothings whispered by him
    Incomplete songs
    More for you than me
    Call it jealousy
    Or a deficit
    In my personality
    You'll forever haunt what I have
    Or what I could have had
    If you could come back
    For a day (or two)
    I would show you
    How we do it
    On this side of the screen

    And so forever have I wondered
    What it would be like
    If I could let go.........
    I guess we'll never know.
    January 25

    Happy Birthday Love

    Fickle are my thoughts
    Like old wine
    It hits me when I least expect it
    You've seen these thoughts
    Like a roll of film
    They play in Technicolor and on wide screen
    (For you)

    They say it might snow tonight
    And it brought to mind
    Your love for everything cold
    Ice creams and cold pines
    I might not be making sense to many
    But tonight only you matter
    This belongs to you
    And I'm writing
    So you can have the satisfaction
    Of throwing it into a bin :D

    You're this bottle without a cork
    I can see you spilling over the edges
    A door without a lock
    I wish I wasn't scared to open
    And take a look
    What would I find though?Would I be surprised?
    You've always been too exotic
    With your drawling voice and green skull pick

    You should know I'm patient enough though
    To unravel you, I could wait nine lifetimes
    So tonight can pass in this moody silence
    And I'll end now with a light kiss on your brow.

    Happy Twenty Third baby!
    January 22

    Prayer

    It's sundown
    The wind's whistling
    Like God blowing
    On an old wooden flute
    Run home now
    The shadows are growing
    Like ghosts rising
    With the waxing moon

    Halfway to prison
    It's looming on you
    If you ran away (run!)
    Would He forsake you?

    Empty words
    They echo louder
    Like the hammer clanging
    On a crystal sword
    Shattered pieces
    Harder to collect, harder
    Like the tears melting
    On abandoned faces. God!

    Halfway to the end
    It's looming near
    If she quits this road
    Would He guide her?

    Virgin stars
    Never been gazed upon
    Keep watching
    And millions are born
    Don't stop now
    The shyness is gone
    Keep hoping
    Always a new dawn

    Halfway to my destiny
    It's looming closer
    If I forget this memory
    Would He remember?
    January 20

    Ha!

    Moody face
    Much disgrace
    Nothing in place
    Wanna forget

    Changing Lanes
    Surrender pain
    Search these eyes
    For regret

    Fuck for a muse
    Morals loose
    Don't like to be used
    Same luck

    Made insane
    Magic ingrained
    Music in flames
    You would love me...
    Yeaaahhh!

    Princess

    Would it be wrong
    If I fell in love with a song
    I didn't think I would come across you
    Now you're here... for how long?

    A restlessness within the silence
    I come to you to forget
    A world I'm leaving behind
    As I watch the sun set
    You are not next to me
    And yet its only you who see -
    A princess within the rags
    A method to my madness
    And I'm not sure I want to know
    Where all this might take us
    I'll settle for the here and now
    The images are absent somehow

    Now that I've fallen in love with your song
    Don't get me wrong
    I've come to know us and all that is
    I don't need any promises...
    December 28

    And We Are The Forgotten

    Metal, grunge, psychedelic blues
    Noises vibrate, the words register and fade
    Choose pain with lust, don't disturb the dust
    The numbness creeps in when new promises are made

    Bathe in flashing and dimming lights
    Writhing bodies, a guileless sight
    Music dictates and the mind obeys
    Lay back and let them spin their tales

    A sordid tale might be written
    About our places and dreams, unadorned
    Confusing what happened and what might have happened
    Trying to fill empty creases with denial (don't repent)

    Forgotten is how they'll paint our death
    With an eye of indifference and a brush of meth
    And so they'll come to remember us and blame
    Upon a canvas faded, within a rusted frame.
    December 22

    In Between

    Pearls strewn over white marble
    Green pearls, already losing color
    The radio singing random tunes
    Lost poetry written in old runes

    A bleeding heart with a caged mind
    Staring at the green infused white
    Searching for a long lost thread
    Some excuse to avoid the sleepless bed

    Alcohol turns to sparkling water
    The claustrophobic white closing in faster
    Roll over and play dead
    Open eyes to get fucked instead

    Tears wasted by lesser mortals
    Death dishonored by suicidal losers
    Shadows cast by vagabond time
    Pass over gently in tumbling gyres

    Stuck between simian ancestors
    And artificially engineered heirs
    Do we really want to stay here
    Or walk past time to a new year?
    December 13

    When We Met

    I saw a face from afar, a familiar stranger, grim
    Little did I know, I'd never sleep again cos of him
    A gust of wind blew away ashes of doubt
    As our eyes met, I knew he knew, he knew
    And Satan laughed as God spewed prayers from his mouth
    For only they knew our fates, just sketched anew

    You stand tall and proud, My Prince Charming
    The cursed four letter words fast arriving
    I'd have turned and fled, if it weren't for those eyes
    I'd have run and hid, if it wasn't for that smile
    Your eyes, bottomless and full
    Do I look away or stay?
    Your smile, sunny and shining
    Does it ever rain on your building?

    Would it matter if it's all need and no want?
    Would it hurt if this never gets a name?
    You should know I'd rather stay and die
    Than leave and live guilt's endless game.

    I swear this to you
    (Cross my heart and hope to die)
    If I knew then what I know now, I wouldn't change it at all
    If I had then what I have now, I would have given you all.
    December 06

    Recognise

    Wounded, now rested
    Only in your world I exist
    Prised away from the cold
    Now I melt into damp mist
    Enchanted by a new fairytale
    You weave my reality
    Dismiss fears old and stale
    To embrace darkness in its totality
    You trace these marks
    A lone finger, soft and trembling
    Regret etched on a skin marred
    The pain's slowly receding
    You fill this hollow space
    No room for appearances
    Pull the mask from my face
    And float in recognition's kisses.
    November 27

    And we turn ONE year old.... yay!!!

    okie... a couple of people have been visiting this blog and have been faithfully waiting to find out what's so special about today... well... exactly one year back on this day, Shimmer fell in love.... well, around this day I suppose... :P It wasn't for the first time, but I'm sure this is the last time, the ONE... Its been one helluva year... Its been a beautiful and at the same time traumatic time... A roller coaster ride that i definitely don't wanna get down from.... So this poem goes out for you, Goofy.... love you babe...

    Breathing Love

    Dewdrop eyes and a lopsided smile
    Tousled hair and a mysterious pride
    Only for you, I'll be perfect
    For you, I'll even be second best
    Engulfed by a warmth, surreal
    I'll forever want to be your angel
    Struck by Cupid's wicked arrow
    I'll always want to lie on your pillow :D

    Now the past is knocking on our door
    And I wish you wouldn't open it
    I'll fill you with love and much more
    But you've gone ahead and opened it
    Now turn me to stone if you will
    Break me to pieces if you will
    I'll serenade you with my wordless songs
    Melt away bitterness' spiny thorns
    Bruise me, I'll take what I get
    Curse me, I know you don't forget
    I promise I wont walk away
    Will always have the right words to say
    Please don't walk away
    Listen to what I have to say

    Somehow breathing seems easier around you
    Just hold me and let me disappear, remember
    Drowning in desires bottomless pool
    I'll let myself crash and burn a million times over
    In your shadow I'll find myself
    With your words, I'll find myself
    In your eyes I can till eternity live
    With your presence, I'll forever live
    And if you ever end up
    Locking yourself out in the rain
    Just whisper the password
    And I'll let you in again.

    November 26

    Waiting

    I've been waiting for you
    My world a tad more blue
    Your face more than a memory
    Longings whispered to a pink diary

    I've been holding invisible hands
    My mind running over suicide plans
    Your voice echoing over and over
    Pain almost replaced you as my lover

    I've been making sad sonnets
    My faith helped me not to forget
    Your eyes pierce through the rain
    Suffocation flushed down the drain

    I've been watching your reluctant smile
    My album of memories stretch over a mile
    Your promises in a hidden safe I keep
    Expectations creating hopeful dreams

    I haven't been writing because I want to
    My pen has fought battles valiant and true
    Your love, forever my muse, my need
    Writing because the words don't let me sleep
    November 25

    Reaper's Favourite Bride

    A beauty created
    In a moment of perfection
    She stood tall and ethereal
    Like a figment of untold imagination
    Thoughts locked in tight
    For them to forever chase
    The vanity of blissful youth
    Sparkled through in a blaze
    Just the right amount of grace
    To cover up the lie in her gaze

    Her fickle fidelity lay unassuming
    As false as a falsetto
    As true as her diamond ring
    But she was no petty whore
    Elliptical eyes, black and unholy
    Talked of sin, ever so shyly
    Lips warm, made to be kissed
    Her tongue poisonous, almost hissed
    Her sweet breath was intoxicating
    Voice of Isis, mesmerizing

    She knew her charm and spell
    Was a gift straight from hell
    As boys and men at her feet fell
    She walked over them like empty shells
    And as their breath was taken away
    They would all before falling say
    If looks could kill, she might -
    Be the Reaper's most favorite bride.