2. CARS & MONEY
The original sin of being in a bourgeoiseparking lot
A very nonchalant grin fromthe window shopping doll.
This aromatic fragrancethat fails to kill
A slavish surrender to the stereotypicalthrill
Ours for taking this juvenile easy pill
New undiscovered domain of the same run-of-the-mill
Love came yesterday couched in a casketand still
Love left me forever and it’s not the way I feel.
3. FANATICISM IS A MONEY THING
I killed my god last night
Today I stand in a senseof delight
I played the song again
Happiness is a mental game
I wokeup all night and thought
About the lost battle of a fire-starting lot
Living the life of an ordinary plight
Fighting againstmoney that stokes a fanatic fright.
4. THANKS RACHAEL YOU’RE THE BEST
As thought collide and we moveapart
As the sun must set for another subterrenean spark
We go our ways and the melody remains
Like nectar fromblooming flowers mustdescend
Times of love and nights full of pain
With nothing else to do but a libidinous game
I have often thought if this moment should freeze
Would I ever think of you in need
Are these the solitaire diamonds of a cold-blooded test
Thanks Rachael……….you’rethe best.
5. WHERE NEURO TRANSMITTERS FAIL
The simple laugh as an ode to joy
No need to fell possessiveor coy
The magic sheen of an evenascent smile
The sprite in her steps and juvenile
Places we’veloved to stay and wait
While the world turned round on it’s spherical gait
Looking for love and wanting to suffer
The immaterial pangs of a spirit decipher.
6. IN HER EYES
Knowing only too well that the time comes so soon
When we shalldepart this friendly cocoon.
I watched her eyes as it sang of freedom
The places I’vebeen ; of memories in spring season
Where we shall be in every possibleway
The bonds of camaraderie through each passing day
Knowing only too well that the time comes so soon
When we shalldepart this friendly cocoon.
7. COMA
I hear you’reasleep they say
An instant recall in an old fashioned way
I see you’resupinemy friend for long
Delving within the luminosity of a rainbow song
I feel you’remay be happy in a certain way
No more awareof the comatose life all day.
8. THE STORY OF THE EXODUS FROM A CHARMED LIFE
When do you think we havedriven
In spacious climes through tides of time
Through nowherelands that time eschews
Oft on dunes of different hues
Around smouldering pits and olive vines
We are but a mystery of our own disguise
I have vouschafed desires only to bring a sensous
inactivity of a timeless spring .
So if ever there were time to spend
In ignorance; oblivious of the sweet incense
We’d rather sharethe courtrooms of our dreams
Than offer a miniscule part of our soul within.
9. LIFE IN A PETRI-DISH
Survivalis a naughty game
When things go wrong there is no bigger shame
If you have the money then live up your dreams
But if you’reon your own with a currency deficit
Having doubts in your mind whether you’ll ever make it.
Then may be it’s time for you to introspect
Or analysesome some actions in a matter of retrospect
But above all it’s certainly time for someaction.
Get busy ; I say it’s real easy.
Reach out to the world with a rejuvenated mind
Strive to excel in whichever field you find
When choosing a task don’t think of big or small
Never compromiseon commitment and you will always stand tall.
Stay clam, hang on through thick and thin
Because the stormand the rain they carry the rainbow within.
Survivalis naughty game
It’s the only thing wedie for
But it should never be your aim.
