Without YOU (Avicci)

You said that we would always be
Without you I feel lost at sea
Through the darkness you’d hide with me
Like the wind we’d be wild and free
Said you’d follow me anywhere
But your eyes
Tell me you won’t be there
I got to learn how to love without you
I got to carry my cross without you
Stuck in the middle and I’m just about to
Figure it out without you
And I’m done sitting home without you
Fuck I’m going out without you
I’m going to tear this city down without you
I’m going Bonnie and Clyde without you
Now I’m running away my dear
From myself and the truth I fear
My heart is beating I can’t see clear
How I’m wishing that you were here
Said you’d follow me anywhere
But your eyes
Tell me you won’t be there
I got to learn how to love without you
I got to carry my cross without you
Stuck in the middle and I’m just about to
Figure it out without you
And I’m done sitting home without you
Fuck I’m going out without you
I’m going to tear this city down without you
I’m going Bonnie and Clyde without you

Affluence, influence, the alliance and the populace!


They venture,they strive.
They rule the industry,they dominate the trade,they must thrive!
Slaves to avarice,they are the greedy wolves!
Comforts and luxuries are all they need,riches are all they seek.
Labour is the propellant factor,they know.
Its misery is a blessing in disguise,its bargaining power is low.
The labour can survive on a meager wage,
the profits they must take,
empires they want to build,
wealth they want to accumulate.
They love to indulge,they love to celebrate.
Asked to donate,they are miser to the core!
To contribute to the exchequer they abhor.
Opportunity they cannot stand to lose,
to bribe the system,often they choose!
On arrogance and ill gotten degrees,
their offsprings manage to survive.
They live in a world of ecstasy,
to them suffering is a novelty.
They rejuvenate!
To their aid arrives the probate.
Like the gentlemen of leisure,
upscale neighbourhoods
they continue to populate.
With every passing moment,
the coffers swell,their wealth increases.
The gulf widens,
the misery perpetuates!
Them prosperity exhilarates.
The self-esteem of the populace it annihilates!
The populace treats them with generosity,
they reciprocate with apathy!
For enterprise,the entrepreneurs extract an exorbitant price.
For the persistent ignorance,
they continue to exploit.
They continue to rejoice,they will continue to thrive!


They calculate,they manipulate.
They promulgate,they legislate.
They administrate,they influence,they dictate.
They must have power,
they want to dominate!
Garrisons they keep,in forts they live;
they are the noblemen of yore!
In the era of aristocracy,
through the sword,authority was laid to siege.
In the times of democracy,
vandals provide the sticks,
bribes are the carrots;
the electorate they enslave,
the mandate they seize,
they continue to dominate!
Police and judiciary are their de facto affiliates,
they circumvent the very laws they create.
Civil servants are their associates.
They negotiate,they legislate.
The populace continues to suffer,fortunes they continue to accumulate!
Maestros of propaganda,blatant lies they fabricate.
Opportunists to the core,between extremes they oscillate.
To consolidate they build syndicates.
They indulge,they live in castles,
with mere morsels they placate;
to survive they must exaggerate.
The opulent they derogate,from their clutches they take vows to liberate.
The right to determine they confiscate,the fortunes they deny,
the misery they perpetuate.
The accomplices of the affluent,the swindle they facilitate!
They continue to inculcate
the guile of fox,
the ruthlessness of tiger,and
the nerve of lion;
their untamed ways
allow them to grow
into a distinct predatory race!


The divine law is contained in the certificates.
Inequality it glorifies,tolerance it orates.
Paradise it promises,
the swindle it justifies,the plunder it advocates!
Occasional spark the heroes provide,hopes begin to breathe.
With their demise, they recede;
Darkness permeates,it continues to perpetuate.
Of civilization the mankind boasts,
law of the jungle continues to operate.
Time iterates,history narrates,
The masses suffer,the classes prosper,
the masses strive,the classes thrive,
the masses tolerate,the classes celebrate.
The masses surrender their will to the GOD(s) the classes create.
Out of mere mortals,monsters they create!
The masses suffer like the meek sheep,
their fortunes the classes keep.
Them ignorance and lethargy continue to abate
the abyss must continue to perpetuate!

Two sides of the same coin….

One exults in authority,
the other chants quantity;
they are distinct,
together they constitute the entity
which runs the economy.
Heads and tails join,
they are two sides of the same coin.

Senses fail to discern Him,
mind refuses to acknowledge Him,
he mocks at Him!
But the soul knows,
behind many inexplicables,
He is there, for sure.
An ocean of beliefs exists,
but the path to Almighty remains obscure.

Beauty dazzles!
Sanity it enslaves,
essence it fascinates! !
But serving the beauty
there is none such duty,
the conscience knows.
Only a fool succumbs to the allure,
he must suffer,
his madness has no cure.

Many chase her madly,
they want to taste her badly!
Some revere it as enterprise,
others dismiss it as insanity.
To shortcomings, none pay heed;
to fortune and fame,
success leads,
like success nothing succeeds!
Great it makes one feel,
it is an unfaithful mistress,
it is as slippery as the eel.

Virtue surely impresses,
it truly inspires.
Evil terribly disappoints,
it instantly incenses!
they happen to be
Siamese twins.
Like light and darkness,
they seem to be
at a never-ending war;
At times, virtue overpowers,
sometimes, evil wins!

It is thoroughly disciplined,
it is terribly self-contained,
it works with unfailing accuracy.
it is programmed to perfection,
it lacks the capacity to will!
It feels no emotion,
it is ignorant of passion,
it is immune to motivation!
Though infinitely more efficient than man,
it is only an accessory;
in the war between the machine and its Almighty,
eventually must win humanity!

People consider
everything to be ordained
as per the will of Almighty!
What one inherits
certainly shapes
a part of his destiny;
quite variable
is its quantity,
some do change it to their liking.
It seems to be puzzling,
exchange is the key
to unraveling the entire mystery;
the world is full of opportunity,
what one really needs is
the loyal company
of passion and tenacity!
The pessimist often grumbles,
the glass is not full to the brim.
He maybe a perfectionist,
he is ignorant of the worth of that
which the glass contains within!

One who only dreams
often ends up being
a walking-talking dream.
those who are afraid to dream
rarely reach the horizon.
Some dreams are mere castles in the air,
to conquer overwhelming odds
one must have faith in his dreams.
Religion promises equality,
the law proclaims equality! .
might is one ferocious, cunning beast!
It enslaves conscience,
it pampers ego.
Prestige is its sturdy offspring,
both wreak havoc on the mortals!
Bourgeois and the plebeians
must respect the status queue;
they either perish
or make terms with the status quo.

He dissembles with skill,
he manipulates people at will!
He boasts of his effectiveness,
he takes pride in his unscrupulousness!
With all his lies,
he manages to fly;
small are his flights
all that he is
a mere fly!
Feeble are his wings,
he is without a spine,
he does not have any sting!
He has all the grandeur,
he is rotten at the core!
He who believes in what he says
with him honour stays!
He reminds others of a cliff,
his poise is of such magnificence!
He is full of strength to the core.
It takes the might of an ocean
to humble his pride.

Think hard,
feel deep,
before you take
the plunge,
for the waters may be deeper
than they may appear,
they may be murkier
than you may like to believe!
There are two very different sides
to the same coin!
Heads and tails join,
they are two sides of the same coin!

A broken heart…..

A bleeding heart,
a battered brain;
all the passion seems
to have
gone down the drain.

I had loved a girl with insane passion,
I had served her with slavish devotion,
her virtues I used to proclaim;
she used to say,
she felt the same,
I used to believe,
she was mine,
I used to be on cloud nine!

That girl
with such a petite frame,
she has all the finesse,
she has all the grace!
Little I had to suspect,
she could put a common Machiavellian
to shame.

with a commoner she runs away;
it was a mere game,
this is what she has to say!
Weeping eyes make ardent pleas,
women, too, must have their space,
this is all what she says
to placate!
My spirit has gone numb,
as if hit by a speeding train;
but she goes her way
oblivious to my pain
as if I never did exist.

A broken heart,
a battered brain,
all the passion has surely
gone down the drain!
I need to be a man,
once again,
I am not going to love that bitch,
ever again!


Sun burns bright
sky is blue
air is wily and
water flows through.
only I know
what I have been through;
long enough
I have been in love
to know it ain’t fleeting;
like them,
my love is everlasting,
it is true!

Like chalk and cheese,
we are different,
it is true;
but every time,
I look into your beautiful eyes,
my heart tells me,
for me,
it has to be you,and only you.

I must speak from the heart,
for my love is true,
I can not promise sun and moon,
but it will be decent,
me and you,
I assure you.

Life is one long road,
there ain’t no coming back,
once you are through;
don’t go,
you may rue,
you know,
no one can ever love you the way I do.

I know,
I mean nothing to you,
but so you must know,
I will persist,
I will fight,
to myself ,this much I do owe
if I ever fell in love,
it was with you,and only you,
through and through!

Your eyes…..

Your light blue eyes
resemble the bright clear skies
on a sunny day;
they strike me with their brilliance,
day and night,

Your sedate eyes
seem to have depth of the oceans;
they look deep into my soul,
scolding me for my errant, wild ways!
you reform me, unfailingly,
day and night,

Your elegant, arrogant eyes
insult my commonness!
they ignite desires in me
which I had believed
were dead and buried deep
in the cemetery of harsh reality;
to my utter surprise,
they gain in strength,
day and night,

Your beautiful eyes
lure me into doing the forbidden;
I foolishly dream
of our improbable togetherness,
day and night,

Your talkative eyes
converse at length with me
twenty four hours a day;
I grow very fond of their chattering,
day and night,

O, the bewitching slayer of my sanity!
Your wicked eyes
have cast a spell on me,
most unwillingly,
I fall madly in love with you,
day and night,