Stopping by the Museum

History peeped into my eyes
sweeping the dust for a while
I saw the legends of yesteryears
weeping in the corridor

Time stood still, silence begun to roar
their crimson eyes told tales of pain
about some mystery, some history
of some souls offshore

The Romans, the Japanese and the Negroes
They all looked vacantly in depair
As some lousy souls walked by
bursting into insects with silicate laughters

I could take no more
vanquished, I escaped the uproar
But they stood there still in chains
to be raped everyday, again and again

Born again

Then I was born again
when silence of the hills drenched my soul
I walked amidst greens and woods
up and down the topsy-turvy land
I breathed life, I tasted love
as the commotion settled for a while
the northern breeze gave me a sail
I floated across the 'doors'
I screamed inaudible words of wisdom
'You are alive', 'you are alive'
mountains sang in unison
As the shadow merged once again
giving birth to a new dawn

Inside Out

credits


I stink deep inside
morning, noon and night

Dingy labyrinth of soul
stuff arteries of coal
veins littered with malice
heart guttered, appealing face

Oh! my friend
Give me a hand,
-- strong and stout
I wanna wear it inside out
I wanna wear it inside out

Cast Away

"I knew somehow I had to stay alive
somehow, i had to keep breathing
even though there was no reason to hope
And all my logic said that I would
never see this place again

so that's what I did
just stayed alive, just kept breathing
and one day that logic was proven all wrong
because tide came in, gave me a sail
And now, here I am, I am back

I am sad that I don't have her in my life anymore
but I am happy that I had her with me in that island.

And I know what I have to do now
I gotta keep breathing
because tomorrow the sun will rise
who knows what the time will bring"

Tom Hanks in Cast Away

I SEE YOU

I see you there
nude and bare
waiting for time
under the laden sky
As the pensive breeze trudges by


I see you there
stand and stare
at the unmindful future
with wistful eyes
As shameless time passes by


I see you there
beg and blare
asking for survival
with folded hands and lachrymose eyes
As another hope steers by

Many year later...

I see you there
with wrinkled eyes and golden hair
Amidst dry hopes and doleful breeze
sinful time, still wary, fly high
As a sparing life wobbles by