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Staind – Epiphany

Your words to me just a whisper, Your face is so unclear, I try to pay attention, Your words just disappear! ‘Cause its always raining in my head Forget all the things I should have said So I speak to you in riddles, ‘Cause...

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Me and I

Posted by Absar | Posted in Life And Love, Poetry | Posted on 22-05-2010

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I was preparing my computer for an OS upgrade today, so I was going through the usual making-sure-that-your-backups-are-up-to-date routine… okay so maybe that isn’t a routine.. hell I rarely ever take backups :P But anyway I was doing that today. And while going through the three million documents in the “Documents” folder, I came across a lot of stuff I had written some time back and forgotten about. And I thought I’d start posting some of those things here. Here’s the first of those. And please, no Haaza kuf’r on this ;)

Me and I

O traveller, O company,
Where do your Gods take you?
To a numbered cloud,
To a stature proud?
Away from deception,
To a utopia unfound?
Do you walk with One of them,
Standing by your back,
Always waiting, always watching?
Do you you walk with one of them,
Like the air inside your chest,
Like the breath that never draws?
Are your footsteps divine,
Like the whispers they said?
Do your nights shine,
With the light of the brightest day?
Do they give you their dreams,
When slumber may fall?
Do they guard your words,
Like a promise they made?

O villager, O breeze,
I walk alone, I walk alone!
My direction wherever chance would have me,
My nights wherever my sights are heavy,
And my dreams are my own!
I whisper my days myself,
And what I draw in, I draw out.
My words also bleed,
Should you prick them with doubt!

O villager, O breeze,
I walk alone, I walk alone!

House of Cards

Posted by Absar | Posted in Life And Love, Music | Posted on 16-05-2010

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Radiohead – House of Cards

I don’t wanna be your friend
I just wanna be your lover
No matter how it ends
No matter how it starts

Forget about your house of cards
And I’ll do mine
Forget about your house of cards
And I’ll do mine

And fall off the table, get swept under

Denial, denial

The infrastructure will collapse
Voltage spikes
Throw your keys in the bowl
Kiss your husband goodnight

Forget about your house of cards
And I’ll do mine
Forget about your house of cards
And I’ll do mine

Fall off the table, get swept under

Denial, denial
Denial, denial

Your ears should be burning
Denial, denial
Your ears should be burning

Quid Pro Quo

Posted by Absar | Posted in Life And Love, Poetry | Posted on 27-04-2010

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Oh how sweet romance can be
Without the burden of knowing!

Lying flat with his arms across his chest,
The same as the the next man six feet far,
Playing pretend,
With he who cannot play back.

Metropolitan

Posted by Absar | Posted in Life And Love, Poetry | Posted on 18-04-2010

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metropolitan
He lives under the influence
Of the cruelty of the metropolitan,
Under the premise of emotion and sincerity.
The warmth of the day
That once crept into the night no longer warm.
As the reverberating, cold, mechanical whispers
Send him back to that night.
He lives possessed
By the cruelty of the metropolitan.
The dark sanctum of the night no longer dark,
With strobing neons
And bright aviation lights
Playing roulette with his memories
On the cieling of his room.
The greens and the reds of memory
Soon blend playfully with the light.
He lives infected
By the cruelty of the metropolitan.
He lives under the influence
Of the cruelty of the metropolitan,
Under the premise of emotion and sincerity.
And under the guise of hope and promise,
He corrupts upon touch,
Or by the lingering warmth of his breath.

He lives under the influence
Of the cruelty of the metropolitan,
Under the premise of emotion and sincerity.

The warmth of the day
That once crept into the night no longer warm.
As the reverberating, cold, mechanical whispers
Send him back to that night.
He lives possessed
By the cruelty of the metropolitan.

The dark sanctum of the night no longer dark,
With strobing neons
And bright aviation lights
Playing roulette with his memories
On the cieling of his room.
The greens and the reds of memory
Soon blend playfully with the light.
He lives infected
By the cruelty of the metropolitan.

He lives under the influence
Of the cruelty of the metropolitan,
Under the premise of emotion and sincerity.
And under the guise of hope and promise,
He corrupts upon touch,
Or by the lingering warmth of his breath

Human

Posted by Absar | Posted in Life And Love, Music | Posted on 17-04-2010

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human

The Pretenders – Human

I play a good game,
But not good as you.
I can be a little cold, but you can be so cruel.
I’m not made of brick, I’m not made of stone,
But I had you fooled enough
To take me on
If love was a war, it’s you who has won.
While I was confessing it, you held your tongue
Now the damage is done…

[Chorus:]
Well there’s blood in these veins,
And I cry when in pain,
I’m only human on the inside.
And if looks can deceive,
Make it hard to believe,
I’m only human on the inside.

I thought you’d come through,
I thought you’d come clean.
You were the best thing I should never have seen.
But you go to extremes, you push me too far,
Then you keep going ’til you break my heart.
Yeah, you break my heart.
See I bleed and I bruise, oh, but what’s it to you,
I’m only human on the inside.
And if looks could deceive,
Make it hard to believe
I’m only human on the inside
I crash and I burn, maybe some day you’ll learn
I’m only human on the inside
I stumble and fall, baby, under it all
I’m only human on the inside
And the damage is done…

[Chorus]

I crash and I burn, maybe some day you’ll learn
I stumble and fall, baby, I do it all
I’m only human on the inside