NakedAlien

M stoned n m alienated... Life's Jar is now seems to be getting bigger where I m placing cookies of my dreams., but still it seems to be empty.,, Its like everyone of us want to fight, fight for the excistence with acknowledgment, acknowledgment among and within the surrounding, surrounding which we hav created., but still we get ALIENATED among them...

Sunday, November 02, 2008

:eGo:

My voice is cranky today,
I m not able to hear myself...
wondring how my tounge was chopped...,

I can c my ego going in the dust of others habits...
I m breaking...
loosing hope...
Just like a tree caught in a twister...,

I m feeling weak right now...
I have been driving long...
my eyes getting blurred...
n my skull is bleeding black...,

N I can c the hammer lying next to me...
n can c the black hooded monster...
but m too weak now to hit them back...,

I can c myself standing in the middle of the red arena...
n can hear the whole crowd, so loud...
laughing on me...
laughing on my scared dark face...
ugly face...
poked eyes...
smashed........brutally..,

I was standing right over there...
but never realised that the plot was set...
plot against my very much believed dirty rhyme...
plot against my cave's strong wall..,

I thot it was strong...
but I never realised the strength of hammer...
Now m sitting in cold...
n waiting for the wolf..,
waiting to c me in pieces...
waiting to c me snatched for flash...
waiting to c me left halfdead...
waiting for the pain...
Pain of me setting the soul of my trusted faith FREE....
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Saturday, August 23, 2008

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Lost anger on that Bleeding Highway...
standing naked on that lost dungeon...
lost dungeon of that 25th freeway...,

M calm n freaked...
m lost and controlled...
m dead but walking..,

Calm me lier...
Lier of the lost world...
Lost world of trust and care..,

I care for that broken Chariot...
I care for the broken legged horse...
I care for the last breath of that poor soul...,

I wanna fly...
I wanna close my eyes...
I wanna land on my faith's sarcastic smile...,

I wanna hit ground...
I want to see me bleed...
I want to see grave of my true dream...
I ain't lieing today...
but yes I want to die...
Die and read my life's play...
Die and replay the role of satan's pray...
Die and replay the reason of Satan's Grave..,

Thursday, April 24, 2008

:::LoSt:::

m Confused,,,

Black is the road which I see around...

N darkness is unfolding in veins now..,

Standing and waiting for someone to come n hold my hands...

N missing my old pal...

My pal who has gone miles away..,

I miss my pal...

But also miss the person to whom I can unfold my story...

Even I misd d moment to tel him...... tht I loved him..,

Its lik a free fall from the cliff...

Without the string...

N m coming down..,

M lost...

lost in the jungle...

not able to find a way back home..,

M scared and feeling lonely...

I can c the depth of well..

and also the darkness...

N m nt sure....whr to go..,

M caln the satan...

M caln the withches...

M caln the destroyer...

M caln my own name...

N I can't hear..,

I wanna b free...

I wan to step in white...

I wan to sleep in yer laps...

but u hate me too..,

My face is ugly...

My tounge is dirty...

N I wonder whr ma soul has gone..,

M looking around...

N I can c the skulls of my dead dreams...

I can smell the fresh blood of satan's scream..,

Pls send me the map to life...

or send the Angel of sin...

so I can break ths realm of life...,,

Thursday, October 25, 2007

sAd n sOrRy

ma soul's darkness overflowin...
ma hatred to tht hood is flashn..

Losin d hold on ma soul...
m tearn apart ma rspct
tearn ma faith fo the misin node of my life's tresur..
standin untold...
untold to the fact tht I look lik satan now...
untold abt the flashn scars of ma life...,

Wanna liv fo gud
wanna liv to rst wid ma hood..
bt ma fight fo ma excistence is flshn mo black ...
flashn mor as M passing ths savage land..,

N now i wonder..
wonder how difficult it is to say I CARE...
how difficult to mak yer mate undstnd...
how difficult to beg fo life...
beg whn u hav lost your excistence..,

I wanna slew maslf..
slew to bleed...
wanna hav the pleasur of dyin slowly
pleasur of cryin whn u r DYIN SLOWLY..
pleasur of cursin ur doings whn u seeing blured...
seeing blured ma soul.... standing nxt to me..
seeing blured the way to the hell's door..
whr satan is waitin...,

I wanna shout...
shout to prove m right
but its me wid whom i hav to fight...
m confusin ma mind wid fact of wus wrng n right
m confusin ma mind to choose the right way of life...,

N I guess now I hav to prov maslf rit
bt fo tht I hav snatched othrs pride...
n m ready to paybak...,

M havin a hope now..
hope i will fight bak wid ma blak side
hope that I will SURVIVE
Survive with the tru color of ma life...!

Saturday, May 05, 2007

==S.H.A.D.O.W.==

m gettin blured in the q of peopl who prais her...
m standin at the bak..
waitin to tell tht i car fo her..,

M weak.. m thin..,
ma' eyes r dry..,

i dun tell whn ma' hrt pains..
n shed ma' blood in vain..,

ma' skul is crakin..
wid the pressure of losin ma' excistence..
excistence in the life of ma' maker..
excistence in the life of ma' wishr..,

I nvr praisd her cus of her trsr...
n they blamd me for stealin their prayers..,

m lyin on the street of mortals...
thinkin they'l com tak me..
tak me to the darkness of bright mind..
tak me to the Satan's gold mine...
whr i'll burn ma' soul's pride...:(

Monday, April 16, 2007

...:(

Standin on the street 23...
M wonderin abt ma' lifez paradox...
Scary as the chillin wind in a graveyard...

Words of the maker r ruthless...
m left on this land of distress...
tied lik a pray in the dark water...
m waitin n expctin life of the heaven...,

standin n speakin the tounge of Nomad...
m xpctin sum1 to undrstnd...
understnd tht my feet r numb...
ma' hands r weak...
n ma' eyes r sleepy...

but m still standin...
standin after gettin doped...
standin even after losin hop...


but its gettin dark...
n m scared...
scared of the attack of the wolf...
who'll again snatch the flesh of ma' soul...

Tuesday, March 06, 2007

_/\_noMAD_/\_

M changin...
Ma mind is gettin sick...
Ma eyes r weak...
N i dun remember whn ma tounge was chooped...

m sad n lyin on this road...
the street is dark...
but m sittin under this lamppost...
as scary as it can b.. ma dreams r fallin lik a dust

Ma' soul is poked ...
n now light is peepin frm its pores...
I jus wan to jump of the cliff..
shoutin ma name..
n jus destroy ma' fame..
fame which was olwaz wid me
fame which was olwaz traped inside me..

M gud...
I dun wanna hurt the hood..
ma' face is painted black...
but its blue..comin out of ma heart..

i don wanna cry..
but m forced to..
its not wot yo' understnd me
slit me poke me.. but plz. see wotz insid me..
itz not tht dark insid...
trst me i wont cry n shout whn u'll slit me..
i'll b happy atlst I had som tim whch u gav me..

I jus wanna go bak to the satan's gate
jus wan to skip ma turn..
tell him tht i dun wan to b lucky
lucky....who'll b sent in yer jungle..
this jungle is eatin me..
this jungle is makin me cry..
but this jungle is not lettin me die..

I jus speak ma words thinkin u'll lik 'em..
I jus speak cus thtz d feelin insid me...
Feelin which resides in ma heart..
feelin which has lost his path..

Whom shud I tell tht ma wounds r painin..
painin so much tht m cryin out loud
cryin in ma cave...
Cave is dark n scary..
thtz why i never invited u...
cus u liv wid angels n fairy..,

Forgiv me whn i'll b gone..
this nomad has to walk for long...
Long enough till he search his soul..
Long enough till he looses his soul...
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