THE MOUNTAIN GOATS(DATED-APRIL30,2018.)

me (casually) - so darling , u like the mountain 

                 goats ? 

she(seriously) - offcourse , i like the mountain 

                 goats.

                 well, u know they are amazing rock

                 climbers.

                 once i saw a beautiful picture 

                 of two mountain goats watching a 

                 waterfall.

 (excited)       imagine,standing amidst the mountain,

                 watching a waterfall,really close.

   (pause)

                    

 (teasingly)     do u like the mountain goats?

me(surprised)  - well , i dont . 

                 they fight for dominance.

                 these conflicts lead to injury 

                 or even death .

she(teasingly) - so do we.

    me(sad)    -  i remember being chased by male 

                  goats as a kid . 

she (laughs out loud)    

    me (confused)        

 she (smiling) - i thought u love the mountain goats.

                 They write the best lyrics of the 

                 90's.

   (proud)       and the songs are too good to be 

                 forgotten .

  

me (pissedoff) - huh, i feel stupid, i feel cold.

                 so am gonna put on a sweater,going 

                 alone to the sunset tree.

                 u stay away u satanic mesiah!

she (her eyes 

begin to shine

and starts

talking like a  

drama queen )   - oh.  what do i do ? what do i do 

                  here? without you.

                  i will wait for you at the waterfall                          view. 

                  come there and kiss me when the

                  sun sets,darling    

  [NOW THE WIND BEGAN TO BLOW AND

   ALL THE TREES BEGAN TO BEND ]        

vicious circle

i am crawling pale and disgruntled

in this endless vicious circle

 

together we planned but you fought alone

and now victory was ours

 

blinded by greed and my selfish habit

i watched you bleed until you died

 

guilt is growing and am tangled up

in this endless vicious circle

 

life is swirling out of control

so i am waiting to blow up my head

 

a train full of flowers came running through

the shiny rails of rainbow.

I feel home among the stars.

I've been floating in the night sky

millions of light years away

now i feel home 

i feel home among the stars



i am breathing light

love is shining bright 

now i feel home 

i feel home among the stars

following (dated april 2015)

you are gazing at the night sky

waiting for your broken wings to grow back

to fly away through the clouds

in to your world

but i'll be following you.

every path you've been walking

every fake smile you've been wearing

very lonely life you've been living 

i've been following you.

you have the charm of simplicity

but never makes it easy for me

nothing brings us closer

sometimes i just wonder

and i keep following you.

every day and every night

i've been following you.

on spring, summer, fall and winter

i've been following you.

you will never know how it feels

i've always been worthless

you find pleasure in harmless things

and i've been following you.

you are gazing at the night sky

waiting for your broken wings to grow back

to fly away through the clouds

in to your world

but i'll be following you.

shes a flower child from moon

you are the ocean
the ocean inside a drop
crashing waves of emotion
caressing  your toes 
tides rolling and receding
you watch your dreams roll away.        


oh you zig zag wanderer
looking for an answer
you mountain queen
hiking down the valley of flowers
you little mermaid
skinny dipping in the river
wild and lonely
detached and free

shes a flower child from moon
her world is subtle
her world is miraculous 


you know your fears are drops
drops in the ocean
you watch them  fadeaway
leaving you calm

shes a flower child from moon
oh she is the sunshine
she reflects the moon.




oh you zig zag wanderer
looking for an answer
you mountain queen
hiking down the valley of flowers
you little mermaid
skinny dipping in the river


shes a flower child from moon
her world is subtle
her world is miraculous 
oh she is the sunshine
she reflects the moon.

vicious circle

you were 
cold 
cold and glossy


i crawled 
i crawled in
pale 
pale and disgruntled


together we planned
alone you fought 
victory was ours
deal was closed
your tiresome eyes
my selfish habit
blinded by greed


dropped you                                  
poured bourbon over                                               

Sipped 
Savored
i watched you 
watched you melt
i  watched you meltdown

you were  gone

i felt cheery

i crawled 
i crawled out.

i am on my way
leaving you behind
guilt is growing 
am tangled up
in this circle
a bloody vicious circle

in town (dated - 10th december ,2013)

 rambling  in and around the town

 observing 

and wondering

 feeling the  dark reality

shining colourful  neon lights

  teens got dilated pupils

beautiful hustlers in fancy red car

peddlers  looking for a  deal

smokers and drunkards all around

 this is a very  plastic world

this is a very  plastic world

am tracing my way to the river

With Blooming  large Water lilies

 Wondering  what kept them afloat

The flowers are white in the first night

 Pink in the second

Heavily scented by beetles

my  great grandma was a hippie

and  my granpa  was  a gypsy

lived on the riverside

along the vineyard.

I finally reached the mystic riverside

Swimming in cold water  across the banks

I Couldn’t find  any  grapes or a group

Leaving behind  all my  memories

Started my way back to the town

Because I chose  to work for a living

Feeling  the dark reality

lost in the colourful neon lights.

rambling  in and around the town

 observing 

and wondering

 feeling the  dark reality

shining colourful  neon lights

  teens got dilated pupils

beautiful hustlers in fancy red car

peddlers  looking for a  deal

smokers and drunkards all around

 this is a very  plastic world

this is a very  plastic world

seasons (dated-‎10th ‎December, ‎2013)

                          

  Lying in  bed

 Watching the days pass by

 Wrapped in blanket

 Of the natures love.

 Doing nothing  for a while

  am running out of time

  longing to prosper

   in the next season

  strumming my guitar

  Watching the days pass by

   Leaves change color

   in fall  

   Making love

   last winter night

   Rain falls down

    refreshing soul

   

    I wokeup

    in the summer day light

   and  brokeup

   when the spring flowers bloomed.

   Driving throught the pine forest

   watching  the autumn leaves fall

    red and yellow leaves fall

 Smoking in bed

 its dark and snowing  outside

 oh  curly  haired woman

 your false colored  eyes  

 are  glowing  in the cigarette flame

the state of drishti

The state of dristi is
now blinding your vision.
kept changing viewpoints for
blending with real.
What you found long back
ceased to exist today.
Never observed the day light
Though was watching the world so wide.

What you see becomes unreal
Now you have reached
the state of drishti
Where vision can no more lead your way
This is the state of drishti
But it’s the last thing
That you can ever try.



The beautiful vision rush through the eyes,
fills up your mind and slowly fades away ,
like soft bubbles that float in the air,
you find yourself staring at them blowing away.


The Beautiful vision plays with your mind,
Lives inside of you
You find yourself swimming through the seabed
You find yourself sleeping with the mermaid

Alleviating sufferings through the beauty of drishti
Cogitate to know what they really are
The state of drishti can take you higher
Purify your thoughts
Where vision can no more lead your way
This is the state of drishti
But it’s the last thing
That you can ever try.


The beautiful vision rush through the eyes,
fills up your mind and slowly fades away ,
like soft bubbles that float in the air,
you find yourself staring at them blowing away...

 

The Tunes of maya.

Walking  past the rhythmic waterfall

I  sat  on the splashy rainbow

am on the magic mountain top

flashbacks of my  life passing by 
encircled by the tunes of  maya

rising with the tunes of maya

It was a gloomy  rainy morning

When  i went up the  soggy green mountain

Awakened  by magical thinking 
 Overhearing levitating yogis

 Who named you  as the fruit of life.

 And who observed the flow of maya.

 

I lost u during the summertime love

Then I came to u when she left me alone.

You made me a happy rolling stone

you showed me flashy sunrise

I never thought of u as bizzare

Unless we were few hours apart

Then I tried  to become myself

but mind was  in the flow of maya

oh  I was listening to the tunes of maya.

Walking  past the rhythmic waterfall

I  sat  on the splashy rainbow

am on the magic mountain top

flashbacks of my  life passing by 
encircled by the tunes of  maya.

rising with the tunes of maya.

The Mystic Pathway.

The  random paths I chose to  wander,

Leaving me  within  the body I was born.

I know  I no longer matter to the world,

This prompts  me to take a deep look around,

To see  the world that rolls without me,

I  am just a lost spectator in time,

Without a typical movement ahead.

Yes sometimes its easy  to be all alone,

 better to witness  without  response,

Like an invisible  ghost watching you,

Walking through the random paths so long,

I see the colors of the lightened city,

 yells  of the young and alive country,

I meet  the strange  people who passby,

All in groups and some alone,

Lost in their talks and moving on.

I don’t remember the story of  my life,

And still cant solve  the mysteries of  mind,

I  pretend  to have had  a sweet past,

 But never can be a nostalgic man,

 Ignoring  all the vague memories that haunt me,

I prefer to be this  lost spectature.

 I  could see the  tipsy  teen punks in groups,

 besides porsch nightclubs  all ready to date,

I pity the goodlooking  hustlers  waiting along,

to get laid for  living their tangledup life.

The world around you  is an obscure fantasy,

Its  the unique people who make  it  blissful,

I  don’t have anything to lead me on,

Tats when I think  some moments were precious,

The colors in my life were  revolving  around them.

Now  the paths are  just  fading away..

I am not sad but there’s  nothing to cheer me,

This state I live makes me feel empty,

I always believed  life is full of surprises,

But now I find its all repetitions,

World keeps rolling and am a happy spectature..

The nights are longer than ever  before,

I started to dream with open eyes,

This dream I know is never gonna be real,

I  merge in to it  without any hope to fulfil.

I forgot  what are expectations in life,

This routines are gently becoming me,

What I do is no more a plan,

Everything just happens as I get along.

These  random paths I chose to wander,

Leaving me within  the body I was born.

A Backwater dream

Once I was Gazing at the Green  windy  paddy fields ,
Oh  green paddy fields,
I love my paddy fields.
Gods own splendid  country is where I come from.

The land of swirling  backwaters ,

cruising cosy houseboats .

We relish Swimming in the day light ,

 Rowing raft across the island.

Exploring Lonely  golden beaches,

meet few gambling beach boys.

we  snooze under the  palm shades,

 blissful memories eventuate…

Often  halt  at the  tea shop  ,

Besides the crumpled wooden  bridge ,

Fishing till  the sunset,

Sipping  cups of black tea.

The souls of the departed farmers ,

Whispering  in  the country breeze,

Who were Struggling all day and night,

Waiting  for the good times.

My  buddy  owns a farm house ,

We spend  nights  building  camp fire ,

Frying sardines  and  mackerels,

High on  country music..

Midnight  rambling in  the wilderness

 We are lost in the darkness.

moonlight  guides us back together

to sing the country song of love

across the green paddy fields….

"An experimental tuning of the backwater dream".

The Blue Summer beat.

Oh  I  was trying hard to find  me forever,

The  thought  that u’d never come back to me.

I could never run and I could never stay,

and I could never know what life is meant to me.

I wish the nights were endless  with u in my arms,

And  your eyes were shining with the twinkling stars,

And  when u  touched me, kissed me  &  caressed me  gently ,

I  was feeling high and I was feeling love.

I was  rambling on the  stormy seaside cliff,

From where I could see ships drifting to the sinking sun..

My scattered thoughts were turning deeper blue,

But the waves were whispering an utopian tune.

The night was cold and I was all alone,

Wrapped in blanket of the natures love.

Arranging stars above to form constellations,

I saw u r blinking eyes in the midnight sky.

Now  its been a while since  am  in the city of angels,

Where  I met  miss  laure  at the  opera house.

She  had charming looks and I loved her smile ..

Now am spending summer  in her fantasy world..

I was such a  fool to be lost in u r memories,

And the painful days when u moved away.

But my mind is  healed  more than ever now

And  we are on the way to the city of dreams....