Brothers Forever

Another One. For my brothers, my darlings.( Sorry yaar if I ever hurt you people. Now let me sleep)

My one and only, sticking with me through thick and thin..
Taking part in my life, rather being my life, and cleansing every sin..
A man, blood brother, asking me to listen to some songs, day and night..
A man never leaving my side, even after a fight..
Man trying to make me like trance, what he likes..
Guys thumping the bass on beautiful black bikes..
Am I still asleep?

A man walking slowly, with mafioso hair, slowest I’ve ever seen..
Another throwing around questions, maybe the girls would be keen..
This guy kicking around anything he finds, bless him his god I wish, the red fan..
And another, never giving a straight answer, playing godly on lan..
I don’t want to wake up.

And the sentimental of all, always sipping tea, never sleeping at night..
And there comes the guy looking macho on a bullet, throw some light..
Where is the bearded man I think, always made me laugh, always jumped around..
At home said the biggest of us all, who always paid for me, still with me I found..
I wish it is not a dream. Or I will dream another one.

Lines On A Forehead

Strolling down the uptown boulevard
Saw a huge gate, house lined with trees
Some big shot officer, the guard said
Family having time together he sees

Tried to peep in, some lights on
They were in the same room alright
Dad reading the state affairs
And mom watching the prime night

The kids were having a fight
One crying, the other stealing a cake
Here another one, the nanny said
But can’t have love in the sugar you take

The guard ended his duty, he hurried
And into the dark street he hopped
I tried following him, saw a silhouette
Of a man, bent to pick a few coins he dropped

And he went home to what looked like a shed
Kids scrambled for a hug, wife giving a kiss
And the man of the house beamed with joy
Opened the bag for a grand dinner, a fish

As the elder forced his brother to eat
He saw his father, dark cracked lines on his forehead
But a content smile below, and weary but content eyes
And they all shared the last piece of bread.

A Dream in Heaven

One for the people who made the most memorable times of my life.

Every time I look under the tree
A face flashes by,smiling at me
And everytime a look at the empty glass of tea
Some stares pass by, like a Frisbee

Into the dark hole in the sun, I want to go
Before I get erased from their memories
From sands of time I should pass till the last
Before I am out of their heart’s ferries

I sleep hugging the wall,
And pulling my pillow and sheets every hour
Feeling someone near me
A delusion I know, not woken up even by a cold shower

A loud bang at the door, and I wake up
Dead in the night, i realize, and the dream in my head
And then I hear another sound
Of a few bikes passing by for food, and the dream in my head

Into the dark hole in the sun, I want to go
Before I get erased from their memories
From sands of time I should pass till the last
Before I am out of their heart’s ferries

And maybe I will abuse in everything I say
And will get slapped around, in the office
How am I to explain, how we abused
Be it for a plane, or call or toffees

And everytime I eat, I will haste
For a few hands that would grab it soon
And then with a sigh, I will realize
A white plate, an apple and a silver spoon