The Catcher In The Rye

I...
am the catcher in the rye
I am looking at life
With no end in sight

I...
pushed my mind to much
I thought when I left
That was what I loved

When I get up there
In the middle of the stage
And I make a mistake
When I sound so fake

And my mind it works
In overtime
It taxes too much
This desire to rhyme

I...
am the catcher in the rye
I am looking at life
With no end in sight

I...
pushed my mind to much
I thought when I left
That was what I loved

When they left me
Not all I could see
The desire was gone
Still I felt I had won

When the jungle inside
becomes the jungle outside
Lost in the wild
Like a small child

I...
am the catcher in the rye
I am looking at life
With no end in sight

I...
pushed my mind to much
I thought when I left
That was what I loved

I...
am the catcher in the rye
I smoked up life
To feel so fine

I...
am the catcher in the rye
I can stand it all
But I cant stand a lie

The Girl In Blue

A little girl I sort of know
Broke down when she told her lover
That she would do anything
And she wishes it to be forever
A little girl I knew once
Turned older to become so pretty
And all I do is watch her now
While those feelings went and left me

Well She's The Girl In Blue
The Girl I thought I Knew
She plays along the song on her guitar
And She hopes it would take her far

A friend of mine in search of life
Hopes to find love real soon
A painter, artist, poet, juggler
The basis of all of my tunes
What a pity, this long story
And no one stays to see the ending
All the bricks and pieces fit in
All it needs is a little mending

Well She's The Girl In Blue
The Girl I thought I Knew
She plays along the song on her guitar
And She hopes it would take her far

A little girl I sort of know
Cries a lot because she's so happy
She finds the words soaked in her tears
And with that she lets go of her fears

Across The Table

I have waited, and kept you waiting
And I love it when I see
The colours dancing in your eyes
When you are angry at me

Countless times, I see your smile
And I go weak in the knees
And when you ask me what I feel
I take whatever I can steal

You sit across the table from me
And I just sit and stare
You laugh it all away when I say
That there's music in your hair

You toy with your emotions
When there's nothing to hide
I want to know, I wont tell
Whatever it is that I find

You open up your book
And I flip through it's pages
I know you from yesterday
And it seems like ages

Your hands they brush with mine
In an accident that I don't mind
You sit across the table
While I look for what I can find

Memories In The Wind

Sitting on the edge of the world
While the waves crashed below me
I saw the sun set low and fast
And the vastness of the sea

I was plucking memories from the wind
And smells that seemed from yesterday
The air was heavy and laden
Witn a time that's flown away

Of all those I've ever loved
And all those who love me
Relations, brothers and friends
Are all spread out like the sea

I was thinking of tomorrow
But my train don't leave that day
Pulling hours from the ocean
Looking for what I've got to say

And if it all comes down to nothing
Then I'll go there once again
I'll choose my memories from the wind
And I'll relive it again

Eventuality

All those times, that used to be
Some kind of part of memory
Now it seems, I didn't know
Could have stayed, I had to go
All those years, they fly away
Just like tomorrow is yesteray
And I couldn't see that far
What would happen when we part

Is it something that you do
Or is it involuntary
Am I letting go of you
Are you letting go of me

Tired of reaching out of the line
Cause All I know is not defined
Biggest letdown was my self
And this writing doesnt help
Things that couldnt, didnt happen
And you ask, am I Happy
Sure I am, cant you hear me laugh
Laugh away, till you've had enough

Is it something that you do
Or is it involuntary
Am I letting go of you
Are you letting go of me

Tired of being what I used to be
That seems like some memory
Or it was something that never was
And I lived for a nothing cause
And I couldnt see that far
What would happen when we part

Tomorrow

The last emotion that you were gonna fake
The last picture that you were gonna take
The last cigarette that you were gonna smoke
The last time that you laughed at that joke
The last day, to be at school
The last time in your life to be cool
The last message that you would've sent
The last decision that you would repent

Dont worry, or let it follow
Just put it off till tomorrow
Dont put yourself down by sorrow
You can put it off for tomorrow

The last line that you planned to speak
The last feeling that you wanted to keep
The last time that you'd propose
The last chance, for that white rose
The last lyric that you want to rhyme
The last punishment, last crime
The last place that you were to go
The last thing that you wanted to know

Dont worry, or let it follow
Just put it off till tomorrow
Dont put yourself down by sorrow
You can put it off for tomorrow

The last stair that you were to climb
The last clock you wanted to chime
The last drink, the last walk home
The last instance to talk on the phone
The last word that you want to say
You can always put it off for a day

Dont worry, or let it follow
Just put it off till tomorrow
Dont put yourself down by sorrow
You can put it off for tomorrow

Surreal Trip

A million Parallel lights shine
And the gentle rain takes its time
Droplets hanging on to the glass window
And sparkling reflections below

A thousand people in the throng
A clock that shouldn't take so long
And the prettiest girl in that place
I held her, a short embrace

A journey that would never end
A road that has no bends
A small pause, serene and calm
A burst of noise shattered the charm

A conversation, a wish come true
A moment that was really new
An hour to remember for a lifetime
And eyes that held me with their shine

A beautiful girl standing in the hall
She speaks of love and peace for all
And eyes they compete with ears
Two steps away, she stood so near

A gentle shake of hand and head
Waving goodbye to a friend
There's no telling when it'd be again
Of when I'd again feel the same

A writer writes a short tale
With willing characters, he can't fail
Under a million parallel lights
He sits down and starts to write

Shrink

There are clear dreams in your eyes
But they all turn out to be lies
What you thought ago was wrong
What you thought you had won

They mutilate so you change
Or your mind becomes deranged
There's a suction pump on your head
Which pulls away until you are dead

Thinking is a punishable offense
And so is many times of making sense
And all your ideas are made to shrink
While you are pushed to the brink

What use, if any, is this living
To be like a pulp, a shapeless giving
I wish someone gives me an ax
I wish to chop away at the clacks

I want no part of this rat race
I want to get out of this place
I am brittle now see my cracks
Cause I know I am not what lacks

Pablo's Haze

I am in Henderix's purple haze

And there's a rush flowing in my vein

And the people packed and left

But the party's on in my brain

I finally feel i am on the doorstep

Just one movement of my feet

Will get me over, or I will fall

face first, collide with a wall

Over the step, there is redemption

For imaginary crimes that I have done

Over the doors there is perception

Of the fact that I have begun

I guess I am back to this domain

There's this part of my brain

That has been dormant for an year

And has gone some stress and tear

But it's rolling, with a slight headache

Can you feel me when I said it

I gotta take a guess for what i dont know

I gotta take the time for the time to flow

Purple Haze, Pablo's haze

Walking into a permanent maze

Purple Haze, see the sounds

And wait till I come around

One Shot Two Shot Three Shot Four Shot

My men they let me down
When I asked them to fight
And when they came to it
It was hard seeing their plight

My men they let me down
After the easier task
They become happy to soon
And in false glory they bask

One by one they went
While I stayed cursing them
At the ground under my breath
They handed me my wreath

So I took it up to me
The fight was already lost
And there was no use to continue
Then I made the most

Cause even God failed that day
And my faith is shaken
What use is past pride
When you let yourself taken

Come on my opponent
I still have something for you
I'll hurl my war cry
And here's what I'll do

One for those who failed me
Two for our guide who led us wrong
Three for the people who'll hang us
Four for myself and I'm gone

The Art Of Saying Goodbye

As everything fades away into oblivion
And as life solidifies into a wall
And it's impenetrable and all that
And I'll slowly walk away from it all

Although I can't trust my instincts on this
It might not be true in my mind
But in my heart I know I can move on
And not look back at what's left behind

Now I go onto one last concession
I'll never feel again what I felt then
I'll never be the same, never say it again
But I can't allow myself to run

And she can't accuse me of what I am not
Cause I didn't know the art of saying goodbye
And I don't think I will ever learn it
But I swear I am going to try

And too much has gone in a cliche
I'm now going to change my direction
It's a space-time graph going different
And it's a dangerous personal correction

I hope this is my final ode to you
And as the music fades, so do I
Strain your ears I wont be there
I am learning the art of saying goodbye

The Insanity Just Turned Twenty (Plagarising Mradul)

It would seem like an ardous task
And no one seems to ask
What I have been up to
The last decade or two

One line for each year
One word for each fear
One verse of mine to call
One time to say it all

I have spent a fifth in love
And a fourth in heaven
And the rest scattered etc
Totalling upto eleven

Do away with numbers I am told
Cause count the numbers and you are old
And do you not understand, magic!
Not comic, realistic and tragic!

To begin with, twenty is not too much
I can have twenty for lunch
And Cant get over the tendency to rhyme
Thats why The Insanity Turned Twenty

Dreamwalker

Xavier sleeps in his dream
And he wakes up to save a woman
Her husband is a brutal beast
And she's a beauty, his ill omen

Xavier walks from dream to dream
And the doors he closes are half open
Xavier is now a communist soldier
Trying to sneak away to that pretty woman

Xavier meets a girl on a train
They are going to a ski trip on a mountain
Xavier knows the girl loves him
And she'd always agree to take the pain

Xavier makes her follow him
And acts as if he pays no attention
Xavier dances with another woman
And the girl she seeks intervention

Xavier takes the woman to a cabin
They leave two sets of steps on snow
The girl she follows at a distance
She's lost all choice, has to go

The girl is watching them
Her eyes they look across the window
Xavier ignores her completely
And she slowly gets covered with snow

Xavier is at a funeral
Of the girl he could have loved
Xavier is the last one
To throw a rose in the grave dug

Xavier wakes with the beautiful woman
She is beautiful, but he must betray her

Highway Girl

Perhaps she thought too much
Or read her mind backwards
Or that she was broke
And had no money or words

Perhaps her lover left her
And she sought no solace
Or she had no lover
And her life was no place

She crouched down on the highway
Waiting for someone to run over
And the good people they veered clear
And their cars turned over

Agnes died behind her wheel
As her car fell in the side
And she did her best, and succeeded
To save the highway girl from her ride

The cars did not touch her
And parted their ways careful
The highway girl got up and left
And went back, alive, sad, beautiful

The Adventures Of The Ganja Eating Squirrel

Our ruler

She rules by proxy

The report's autopsy

Turvy five years are nothing

She's got her power

Like all the kings had

They call it people's

I call her inheritance

Her dynasty it rules

And she's followed

And she's got rubber

Stamping on the papers

And all this happens

While our media

It does its research

On the Ganja eating squirrel

Now see-

-see how it's undone

When you press that button

On the day of election

You chose-

Between the lesser

Of the two evils

You lose your heart and all

Cause it's not fair

They plot in dungeons

And rule in circles

Millions are hungry

Don't it make you angry?

Set fire to the pillars

Of their absurdity

And all this happens

While our media

It does its research

On the Ganja eating squirrel

You wonder (why)

why some of us are

more equal, than others

they've got the answer

they call it one word

re-ser-vation

so come and take it

this is your cake, it

has got a percent

So now have it free

But you cant see

They lurk in deep

In the lap of death

No cake for them

Cause they're not voters

No one's supporters

And all it happens

While our media

It does its research

On the Ganja eating squirrel

Filtered Sunlight, Filtered Rain

Walking through these dusty Corridors
Images flash by, magic is it
And the sunlight through the grills
Providing a shade with it

And the ground is soaking wet
Raising dust storms in its wake
As the musty smell seeps up
And it's what I can keep and take

Life wouldn't appreciate being scaled
Into lines and words, four after four
And my limits are none
Not until my fingers sore

Filtered Sunlight, Filtered Rain
What is it, memories or forgetting
Feet rest after a happy walk
And my fingers do the talking

For time has come, it always will
And I remain passive to it
It's passage doesn't amuse me
Wonder, why would it

The dust of the dusk is in place
The light shines at the end of the day
Filtered Sunlight, Filtered Rain
They must be on their way

Handful of Dust

Pegasus flew over the barren
The sun set with the moon
A sepia tint on my landscape
The horizon will sing my tune

The Brothers Grim, we stand
Together In these Wastelands
And "As the cricket gives no relief"
We'll show you fear in a handful of dust

The Brothers Grim, to conquer
My sepia tinted place
And left behind a Damocles sword
In what was a serene face

Behold, Pegasus has to fly
He has no destination
The Brothers Grim, they sing
We'll show you fear in a handful of dust

Paper Cups...

Sitting on the waiting bench
As random thoughts fill in
Trains come and go incessantly
While mine refuses to come flatly

Paper cups they line my feet
As the long hours flit by
Time suddenly lost its wings
Or forgot how to fly

The train that came in next
And halted in front directly
The coach was destined to stop there
And her face glowed through the window

How many years since we last met
And here was my chance to meet her again
For a small moment, on this platform
And she, on the train

I hesitated, trying to find conversation
I found none, so I stayed
Hoping she would see me
And get off the train

And come to meet me
If just to say hello
Or smile in recognition, then
Maybe the words would flow

"I am not who you think
Oh, no" If she would ask
And grey fills the sky
Isolation, in destiny

Nothing happened in the end
The train left, and so did she
I loved her once...
Now paper cups, they line my feet

The Interminable Anger

Raging against the wall
We never made the call
And then we hoped to fly
Floating through one big lie

What would you do?
When your best friend lies to you
When there's a thing as trust
And your trust is too much

And every right seems wrong
And all failures are long
And then you pick your pen
And wonder where it began

Cause it remains unwritten
Cause is never found
Cause is all magic and trick
Cause never came around

And you're mostly alone
Even when with your friends
Even your best days
Into worst nights they end

Shouting from the corner
Surrounded only by echoes
Your own image is blurred
Just because you don't know

Stone

Take out my left eye
Replace it with a stone
It pains too much to see
And my right eye is alone

There's a knife in my ear
And it spins inside
Churning away madly
cutting through my hide

There's a humming in my brain
And it won't go away
It came in quietly
And now it's here to stay

There's a spring in my step
And I often touch the ceiling
But it's a pailful process
And no wounds are healing

There's a pen in my hand
And it's an approximate wand
It can't turn back
The grains of sand

There's a stone in my body
And it reminds me of pain
It reminds me of life
And that I am insane