Om! vibes on the water lip - Love, Life & Lamborghini...no, well, err...laugh!
Welcome to my ‘Jam Pad’ – the only place where chock-a-blocks are appreciated!

Not that I create music here; but I shall try all I can to jazz you up; pop a couple of novice, jest-for-pun words to rock you out of your sanity; scratch the blues out of the mind, kicking to life the RIP rust lying there to bend you in the middle, one way or the other; and rap my invisible pen’s madcap toe in a desperate attempt to somehow touch a chord or two. All, in a hip hop with the tide of words that sometimes seeps on to the shore of my mind and sometimes in its grand elusiveness, flows back to its haven. Nevertheless, i shall go on relentlessly like the waves, inspired by the echoes of Om that mirrors Oneness.


Friday, March 14, 2008

Untitled - Medley of 3WW, Firday 5 & Sunday Scribblings

Friday 5 - Sylph, Rabble, Fizzy, Suasion, Freckled
3ww - Apartment, Began, Numb
Sunday Scribblings - Smorgasbord

I began walking away
from the noisy rabble near my apartment,
stroking my early stubble, my stance straight
like a freshly chopped log of wood
my complexion, still bronzed
from the beach vacation i had taken a month back

I could not believe it was over
And I was back from an euphoric romanticism
to the exhausting realism; the clich├ęd dots and crosses
Of an all-Monday life. Damn!
Even Sundays visited me in their pre-Monday disguise


Come Monday and a dramatic dullness would
begin to wind the wheel of life
with a biased tilt towards demanding work
I needed more time with life, with myself
I needed a change...

A warm workplace that would play
a happy host to my fizzy ideas
With not a price of separate suasion;
The ideas would do
their own elevator pitching


That place would not make me feel drained
to the brink of sane time,
It would not make me jaded
it would not give me any aches; only spells
of prosperous togetherness with my life...

I let my eyes wander into the mirage of
dawn dreams; until my gaze
came to glide on her smooth, sylph like silhouette
She had a yummy tan too

embossing a checkered perception

She was glowing; her solid skin
as though diaphanously housing freckles of gold underneath
She seemed appealingly nutty
mystifying the connoisseurs; her fanatics
always ended up in an addictive affair with her

No doubt she fed the appetite of my
greedy eyes; but i was seduced,

I could not wait for more...
I slowly brought her closer to me
My eager mouth ready to be filled..with her

I softly sunk my teeth on to her

and felt an ecstatic slink down my throat
Aah! Such indulgence...
Deep throated;
smothering speechlessly,
infusing an energising fluid; filling my numb senses...

I chewed on; i knew where i wanted to go

forget the bond; fairness to all is the priority
This Monday, i would set the job-hunting ball rolling
With that sunup, I carried on

with the blissful satiation of my taste buds;
sometimes chocolate therapy does wonders...