Today

Today is all that we have
With our youth and audacity
Tomorrow, the time may come
When we would all grow old
Could tomorrow then
Satisfy our needs of today?
By the light of the day
And by the peace of night
We toil away our todays
Hoping for better tomorrows
Knowing not that
All our yesterdays
Were stolen by Hope
So let us reclaim our today
Forget about tomorrow
And let not Hope enslave us
To the past that has gone away

A Hard Life... Lived In Vain

She keeps reckoning, through and through
That life, the life she knew was hard
She saw many days of misery
Days when the sun would stay hidden
Dark clouds threatening to break
Yet the rain never came
Nor light to ease her pain

She saw through her ways, her weakness
The children have grown up now
With families of their own
There were days when she shared
The laughter of her children
Her tears have dried up
For today there is no one to wipe them

She used to cook and clean endlessly
Happiness stayed in her kitchen
All the blessings of youth and health
All the parties and the people
Painted her as a queen
Old age came as a curse
And the throne was taken away

She has no words of wisdom left in her
A dried leaf blowing in the wind
There are no smiles left
No one to care if she does
Her children find her troublesome
Her husband wants her dead
And all she has is regret

She knows her life was never perfect
Faults everyone chooses to forget
Today she is reminded
Everything catches up someday
In loneliness she realizes
Born alone into a world of many
Dying alone is her fate

Neo-Human

I love by letting go

Therefore I am free

I believe with conviction

Therefore I do not judge

I accept without conditions

Therefore I have patience

I experience without questions

Therefore I am able to learn

I live from moment to moment

Therefore I know eternity

I seek the essence of life

Therefore I feel sentient

I am what I really am

I am the neo-human

So tell me..

Its amazing to see
What people bring to me
When not much is to be said
They do have much to say to me

To me its not juicy
Whatever they try telling me
Most of the stuff's over my head
And yet they keep on going at me

Its all about the 'Oui'
Accept all that is told to me
Tell them they're right as dead
For all the lies they keep piling on me

Patient I should be
Let no reaction escape me
Like showing a bull a flag of red
They just might blow their top at me

Serve, Seek and Survive

By serving you I shall seek wisdom
By seeking wisdom I shall survive life
By surviving life I shall serve you
By serving you I shall survive life
By surviving life I shall seek wisdom
By seeking wisdom I shall serve you

By serving wisdom I shall seek you
By seeking you I shall survive life
By surviving life I shall serve wisdom
By serving wisdom I shall survive life
By surviving life I shall seek you
By seeking you I shall serve wisdom

By serving life I shall seek wisdom
By seeking wisdom I shall survive you
By surviving you I shall serve life
By serving life I shall survive you
By surviving you I shall seek wisdom
By seeking wisdom I shall serve life

By serving you I shall seek life
By seeking life I shall survive wisdom
By surviving wisdom I shall serve you
By serving you I shall survive wisdom
By surviving wisdom I shall seek life
By seeking life I shall serve you

Ziggy

Ziggy has a room
With blue and green curtains
Dalmatians on the wall
And Jesus nailed to a cross

I know you're sad, Ziggy
The world may have gone bad
Life's strange in many ways
Yet you and I're here to stay

Ziggy got no kitchen
But he says it don't matter
Pizza's on the way
And beer stacked in a corner

I know you're old, Ziggy
People have gone cold on you
Life's strange in many ways
Yet you and I're here to stay

Ziggy says its okay
Like a toy copter he had once
Propeller's gone bust
And life's not the same again

I know you're dead, Ziggy
Buried peacefully in my head
Life's strange in many ways
Yet you and I're here to stay

Awaken Understand Merge

Everything that has a beginning, has a middle and an end
All that we know, and believe to understand in this world
Is a formation of the highest essence of thought and idea
Beyond this there is no other, as the world ceases to exist

The beginning is the idea of separateness, love and desire
Bound to the illusion of knowing that there is one another
Unaware of the original One, pledging belief in many other
While fate guides the ignorant to the experience of unity

The middle path reveals the highest truth, not so in words
Not even in the extremes of action and inertia is it found
For what is born must necessarily face death, such is life
And so the golden median guides the will to reclaim itself

The end is where all things manifest and not, goes beyond
Limits of ordinary knowledge, and lifetimes of experience
When the primal debt is paid and the source awakens one
To the pure realization of the One, encompassing all other

Everything that has a beginning, has a middle and an end
All that we need is the awareness to seek, and not to hide
Whatever life serves us, has this secret placed in the open
Like children we play, but playthings are we in this Game

What is Love?

What is love, for do I know its meaning
Do I realize what it is to love
And to be loved?
What definitions can be set
And what reasons can be ascertained
For these feelings I harbour?
Truth is, I do not know.
Is giving myself completely
To that which I believe in
A form of love?
Or is the expectation
Of release from loneliness
My way of love?
What if I love for love alone
Regardless of what is gained or lost
Have I really loved then?
What if love is the purpose
Of a life meant to be free?
What if love is the essence
Of all things beautiful and serene?
And if life is a mystery to be unravelled
Then love is the key to the riddle
It is hard to know love
Harder to fathom the right way
And hardest to realize
When the love that sets me free
Is lost in the labyrinths of doubt
Whom do I question, what do I believe in
When the love that sets me free
Is caught in the agony of thought?
With a heavy heart I ask
To all whom I have loved
Did I do you wrong?
In loving you this way
In not holding you down
Never asking you to give back what I gave
What did I give, when there is nothing I possess?
How did I make my love felt then?
I am a fool, I may not know the ways
I am a child of the world, trying to walk
Amidst all the pain of existence
I am a beggar too, begging for love
But I do not know the ways
And what I get, I can only give back
Such is my torment, when you ask me
If have I really loved
If I know what love is
Do I know what it is to love
And be loved?
Truth is, I do not know
I do not know

O Goddess...

What an act you put on, O Goddess?
Shimmering like a golden ray of light
Catching us mere mortals, unawares
Life’s every mystic scene You unfold
Holds us in rapture, brings us to bliss
We have lost all sanity in adoring You
Like lost lambs, we graze in a reverie
Lost in the wilderness of Your illusion
How do You control us unbeknownst
Not even a flutter of suspicion arising
Never among Your plays of delirium
Yet without the Play, there is no joy
There is no purpose, there is no life
Without You, there is no existence
What is knowledge, if not madness
The madness in not knowing of You
Groping in the dark, hoping for You
Wishing for Your curious glance to
Fall upon the plight that we’re all in
O Enchantress, You can only smile
Beseeching us children to play on
Loving us and yet leaving us to fate
Do our tears ever make You stop?
Because in crying You see our Love
And You know, we’ve none but You
No one else to care for us but You
A thousand sunsets have we seen
Missing You each and every time
A thousand more shall pass us by
Yet our longing for You shan’t die
O Goddess...

Mister Richard Andrews

Tell me, Mister Richard Andrews
Man, What’s the fucking bad news?
You know, We maybe in this together
Don’t know tho if its gonna be forever
Dude, This work is bloody killin’ me
Which I know for sure, you can see
But I know you’re in over your head
They ain’t stoppin’ till you’re dead
So tell me, man, what do you say
Should we bail, or should we stay
Tell me, Mister Richard Andrews
What’s the fucking bad news?

Waiting to Start

The time is near, for I can hear
The chiming bells, incessant yells
Of an approach to the very end
A faded stream, a distant dream
Despite the tears and the fears
Everything crumbles along way
Choose fortune, hell or heaven
Each one kills, for its own thrills
Till nothing is ever lost or gained
Give me a smile, or thoughts vile
I shall take all, a total overhaul
Judge I shall not, what I’ve seen
Forget the past, let’s get grassed
It’s begun now, I don’t know how
It is not late, but it will not wait
This can no longer remain untold

The Vegetable Market

It is a cold day, clouds overcast with a gloom benign
Stepping out from a reality of degenerate logic
Of politics and pitiful people
The games of choice and command
Deadlines, looming deathlines catch up
All for the sake of money, fucking money
This is corporate life as we humans made it

We created it, fucked it, analysed it, fucked it and reported it
Fucked it, screwed it, delay-delay- delayed, and reported it again
For want of something better to do, yet without a fucking clue
We still keep on creating and fucking, delaying till we all die

The mind revolts, waiting to throw up this insanity
But the circle is vicious, feeds on itself and keeps on
Kicking us where it bloody well hurts us most
To let go off this labyrinth of lies, to live
And not dredge along the dirt and deceit
Where people don’t mind you being crazy for a while
And that is how the time to toke arrives upon us

We scored it, crushed it, cleaned it, rolled it and licked it
Fired it, smoked it, puff-puff-passed, and smoked it again
For want of nothing better to do, yet no longer feeling blue
We still keep on toking and smoking, tripping till we’re high

We have a world we call our own. Here
The floor is paved and the steps cool to touch
The vegetables speak a language of sense
And the smoke flies along the designs of thought
Words flow freely, music reveals the sanctity of the soul
It is here we engage in the love we forsook
In the world of pain we abandoned for want of a trip

The vegetable market accepts us as its own
The people call us The Ganja Club
And we know... we know...
It is here we find our peace
In a plain and pathetic world

Love

I know I can never have you, Love
Because there never was a difference
Yes, we did go our separate ways
Why we did, only destiny can explain
But it pains to know that we forgot
No, nothing can piece it together...

It’s these pangs I feel for you, Love
They hurt so badly, but they are to be
Kills me, and yet makes me feel alive
What am I to you and you to me
For this bond to never break free
No, nothing can make this easy...

What difference does it make, Love
Whether you exist only in my dreams
It’s the Experience of You that I seek
That keeps provoking me for more
I chose this mystery that you are
And no, nothing can ever stop me...

Love.

Where is the Irony?

Where is the irony in enjoying a sin?
When all that comes is a reflection
Twisting and turning in the throes of time
Till a day arrives when everything said and done
Remains forsaken to the wisdom of life
It is a definitive paradox, definitely is
Sometimes vengeance stands orphaned
And all we seek is a calm tranquillity
This will not do – this aggression nude
We have no more time for consequences
Sometimes the poison will heal
And the pleasure can certainly kill
A random choice, fated to serve time
Or a mysterious knowledge primal
Existing beyond existence
And divining all that is beyond knowledge
This pain is burning from within
Consuming all that thought created
A power emerges, unknown and unnamed
That which can heal, with the same hand kill
A power without birth or death
It is here, and it is now
Tell me, where is the irony?

The Eternal Child

Dancing wild flames hold the gaze
The eyes go wild, seething with rage
Waiting for an opportune moment
To unleash its fury of all that is held
In check by the Cosmic Void by will
The eyes reveal the plaintive misery
A Child trapped in the timeless jail
Never to see the sunlight of Wisdom
Blinded by the dark glory of The Urge
The Urge is reckoning all to the end
When the eyes pinpoint the madness
These insane delusions of The Urge
Then the world stands revealed to us
In all its magnificence and the marvel
But the mystery ceases not to sustain
The mind wanders from itself again
The eyes are the gateways to Time
Time resides in matrimony to Space
Life as we know it is born from them
From the fire of their conjugal bliss
Kill the Father, set the Mother free
And the imprisoned Child shall fly
To realms far beyond logical reason
When the eternal Child is at peace
Existence is transcended in the eyes
Reality is a shroud to clothe the babe
When the mind is free from The Urge
And the gateways stand unguarded
The Light of Truth disrobes the babe
So the Child of Freedom stands nude
For what envy could the touch claim
When boundaries disappear into dust
When the Spirit remains untouched
Cleansed of ignorance and all duality
In the gardens of the Highest Love
The Child runs among flowers of joy
Eyes that seethed with the rage once
Feast now on the innocence of play
Running wild, and chasing the wind
The Child knows nothing, only aware
That the play must go on till the End

The Passing Night

The light dawns on a new day, without any sense of misery
A gentle warmth shall cause the night spirits to fade away
When the wind beckons the breath to life, the thoughts ask
To be in a state of constant reprieve, to be alone and afraid
Beyond the dreams that spread wings at night, in the mind
In realms far away, worlds of many hue and beautiful too
Not just to the sight and the sound and the touch, yet more
We are here and also in every other time and place at once
Tracing the journey of a million lifetimes along the choices
All made to satisfy the curiosity of where this road leads us

The Meaning of Darkness

Dark is the shadow impinging upon my mind
Going through the arid wastelands of thoughts
Passions and dire consequences, these curses
They route the awakenings of life, in its course
In its various meanderings, there lies a design

Dark is the shade of truth in this pitiful world
Storms of emotions erase all the trodden paths
I do not know my way, or the direction to take
For I have none, and I know so, so very clearly
Here is the way of love that guides me forward

Dark is the vision of sorrow, for it shapes fate
Cutting through in a straight line, without a haze
There is no fear, for there is nothing to forsake
And there is no anger at the losses so assumed
If I keep my mind on the dare, I outlive sorrow

Dark is the fire that consumes the man in rage
But when the will subsides, does the fire burn
Till the smoldering ashes reveal the only truth
My nothingness is my only possession in life
Everything else is a reflection in muddy water

Dark is the shadow thrown by the will of man
Leaving him to the tyranny of his wild senses
With everything to lose and nothing to gain
Does fate lead him into the traps of knowledge
Till finally he becomes the reality he ever was

Longing

Silent recollections of an age gone by
Like the blows of the hammer strong
Do the thoughts in my mind run wild
The passions of one midsummer noon
Burn the flesh, pricks of ice cold fire
Light up the memories of your touch
And every inch of my skin is aflame
Yearning for one more remembrance
Of all that did trespass between us
The communion of our souls in bliss
Enchanting the rhythm of our love
When I kissed the softness of your lips
And the heat of your body engulfed
My existence totally into your own
I knew what it felt like to lose oneself
Within the realms of sexual ecstasy
The dance of desire awakens within
A primitive lust, so long forgotten
We were but two streams meandering
Along the sands of destiny, joyous
In our fated embrace, we became one
Time spied on our entangled limbs
Afraid of breaking the divine trance
Where was the music that we heard
Or was it the symphony of our ardor
And so, in my musings of my love
The warmth I felt when you held me
Reminds me of how much I miss you
How much I want to yield to you
Once more, and forever more…

Aum Sivoham

Shiva has opened his eyes
Shiva sees the divide
For long was he in peace
And now he sees the pain
His eyes betray his misery
But he can close them no more
Shiva has opened his eyes
Shiva sees the divide
But he can close them no more
Till the "Pain is Over!!"

A Vision

I only need the vision of truth
To guide my ways in this world
How many times have I fallen?
To keep coming back to life
How many deaths do I die?
To redeem my place
Reclaim my existence
I am alone and unafraid
Without a second thought
This is not something I chose
Nor some dream to forsake
Every bit is as real as it gets
And yet, the choices hurt
Even if there are no choices
In the life I was offered
What is sanity, who is insane?
What differences are stated?
Everything is relative here
When my truth is your lie
How can I be you, or you me?
This mind is what imprisons
Impinges upon the soul
To take reality for what it is
Never to know the truth
Nor the light that shines on
In this life, for all the games
Every situation enacted
I only need the vision of truth