Good things come to pass.
From high and low
the stars will glow
For those who know
Come rain some snow
from the skies above
drench my soul
and chill my nerves
Come sweet december
when the night will wake
for those who take
the pains they've known
Cold take me down
to the place i'll hide
from everyone I know
in solemn forgiveness
For i am the one
who's known it all -
The pain that comes
in the next testing snow
The snow will come
only to melt
but none shall be spared
from the spirit untamed
Long live the souls
who've shown me the way
in fiction and life
"everything is to give away"
- Shishir
3:00 AM 11/17/2007
Nov 23, 2008
Confusing world
So many people walking down the road.
So many people walking down the road.
buzzing all those noises
they're walking zigzag motions
they confuse me.
Unheeded voices come wailing from corners.
A loud cry gets muted with ambulance sirens.
buzzing all those noises
they walk in zig zag motions
they confuse me.
So many people lying on the ground.
so many people lying on the ground.
Seemingly motionless
homeless and helpless
they confuse me.
where do they come from and where do they go to.
nobody's burden they're nobody's concern.
Seemingly motionless
homeless and helpless
they confuse me.
So many people running all around.
So many people running all around.
They're coming, they're going
they're not even stopping
they amuse me.
bubbles of lives more come more they burst.
taking all the good things makes place for the worst.
They're coming, they're going
they're not even stopping
they confuse me.
- Shishir
(Dedicated to Majestic, Bangalore)
2:56 AM 2/16/2007
So many people walking down the road.
buzzing all those noises
they're walking zigzag motions
they confuse me.
Unheeded voices come wailing from corners.
A loud cry gets muted with ambulance sirens.
buzzing all those noises
they walk in zig zag motions
they confuse me.
So many people lying on the ground.
so many people lying on the ground.
Seemingly motionless
homeless and helpless
they confuse me.
where do they come from and where do they go to.
nobody's burden they're nobody's concern.
Seemingly motionless
homeless and helpless
they confuse me.
So many people running all around.
So many people running all around.
They're coming, they're going
they're not even stopping
they amuse me.
bubbles of lives more come more they burst.
taking all the good things makes place for the worst.
They're coming, they're going
they're not even stopping
they confuse me.
- Shishir
(Dedicated to Majestic, Bangalore)
2:56 AM 2/16/2007
Departion
Lost in this world
Already seeming to part
The time may be small
But too long for my heart.
Looking at the moments
of then and of now
Looking throug the time glass
hoping the grains fall slow.
Departion seems inevitable
but together we seem
Waiting for the world to turn
and the time to freeze.
Growing older by the second.
Getting wiser by the minute.
Maybe it is life
That causing the complication
maybe we'll get wise
to understand the implication.
- Shishir
Feb 2007
Already seeming to part
The time may be small
But too long for my heart.
Looking at the moments
of then and of now
Looking throug the time glass
hoping the grains fall slow.
Departion seems inevitable
but together we seem
Waiting for the world to turn
and the time to freeze.
Growing older by the second.
Getting wiser by the minute.
Maybe it is life
That causing the complication
maybe we'll get wise
to understand the implication.
- Shishir
Feb 2007
Lake song
Serene waters
zephyr on the face
cloudy wisps
Lush green everywhere
Tangible
the unmoving waters
Overwhelming
the everchanging waves
Avean majesty
ruling the blue,
with a sudden fall
evades the morning gloom
Unrestrained
with a watchful sight
clawing water -
Master of flight
Flying dragons
in blades of green
Rising beaks
in the waters serene
Natural beauty
out of exile
Splendor
Lost in grey
- Shishir
(Sitting on the benches in Kukkarahalli lake, Mysore)
7th oct 2006
zephyr on the face
cloudy wisps
Lush green everywhere
Tangible
the unmoving waters
Overwhelming
the everchanging waves
Avean majesty
ruling the blue,
with a sudden fall
evades the morning gloom
Unrestrained
with a watchful sight
clawing water -
Master of flight
Flying dragons
in blades of green
Rising beaks
in the waters serene
Natural beauty
out of exile
Splendor
Lost in grey
- Shishir
(Sitting on the benches in Kukkarahalli lake, Mysore)
7th oct 2006
The little boy
There was a time
when i saw a boy
the world was a stranger to him.
As time went by
he walked towards me
watching all the lights grow dim.
All through his life
he fought every fight
to come closer and closer to me.
I tried to tell him
he was headed towards me
my reflection he turned out to be.
The old man beyond
I saw in his eyes
the boy that i once used to see.
His eyes of wisdom
glittering deep black
said something of the very unknown.
I looked for an answer
from the wise old man
for the question i didn't even know.
With a hysterical smile
he turned away from me
and walked towards the unknown sea.
The boy walked on
innocent and careless
his arms outstreached to reach me.
I ran to the old man
with haste and greed
to know whats beyond the sea.
My heart beating with hope
i reached the shore
But he was nowhere i could see.
Hurt and helpless
i fell on my knees
the boy came and embraced me.
We saw a new horizon
beyond the sea
that was where we had to be.
hand in hand
with nothing but hope
we sailed through the endless sea.
- Shishir
(2004 September)
when i saw a boy
the world was a stranger to him.
As time went by
he walked towards me
watching all the lights grow dim.
All through his life
he fought every fight
to come closer and closer to me.
I tried to tell him
he was headed towards me
my reflection he turned out to be.
The old man beyond
I saw in his eyes
the boy that i once used to see.
His eyes of wisdom
glittering deep black
said something of the very unknown.
I looked for an answer
from the wise old man
for the question i didn't even know.
With a hysterical smile
he turned away from me
and walked towards the unknown sea.
The boy walked on
innocent and careless
his arms outstreached to reach me.
I ran to the old man
with haste and greed
to know whats beyond the sea.
My heart beating with hope
i reached the shore
But he was nowhere i could see.
Hurt and helpless
i fell on my knees
the boy came and embraced me.
We saw a new horizon
beyond the sea
that was where we had to be.
hand in hand
with nothing but hope
we sailed through the endless sea.
- Shishir
(2004 September)
Oct 6, 2008
Finding oneself
I've heard of all the talk about finding oneself. Some time back I used to think that's all a big bag of bull shit as we all know what we are. I mean, who other than you will know who you are? But now, I've begun to realize that there actually is some sense to that statement... "Finding oneself".
My life has been a very dynamic one. Its changed quite a lot over the years. Whatever I was was determined by what I used to do. I used to act like the way my friends were. My opnions changed with new friends. I started listening to new kinds of music. I never imagined i'd actually like heavy metal. But I started doing somethings that I never throught I might do. I've been through phases of silent child, normal school boy, crazy adolescent, a junkie, a dude, a creative guy, a smart kid, a good lover, a bastard boyfriend, an ass, a fighter, a loser... Man, Im so quite happy with the life I've had.
But through the times I've done things that were so beyond my normal perception of myself. All through those times I thought I knew what I was doing. But now I feel I kind of lack a constant I can compare myself with. Nothing in my life has been the same it used to be. Everything changes. "Everything is so (fuckin) temporary" as my friend says. I want to find something in my life that's permanent. Something that will remain the same forever. By the way I've been I can never know what's gona happen to me a ew years from now. I might find someone I might move to a different places and hang around with completely strange alien beings... who knows? There can be no particular thing or a person that can shake me back to what I really am. No one knows me as well as I know myself. But I don't know myself as well as I thought I did.
When I think on the lines of "I need to find something that's permanent throughout my life. I need to find a constant", I realize... I need to find myself!
My life has been a very dynamic one. Its changed quite a lot over the years. Whatever I was was determined by what I used to do. I used to act like the way my friends were. My opnions changed with new friends. I started listening to new kinds of music. I never imagined i'd actually like heavy metal. But I started doing somethings that I never throught I might do. I've been through phases of silent child, normal school boy, crazy adolescent, a junkie, a dude, a creative guy, a smart kid, a good lover, a bastard boyfriend, an ass, a fighter, a loser... Man, Im so quite happy with the life I've had.
But through the times I've done things that were so beyond my normal perception of myself. All through those times I thought I knew what I was doing. But now I feel I kind of lack a constant I can compare myself with. Nothing in my life has been the same it used to be. Everything changes. "Everything is so (fuckin) temporary" as my friend says. I want to find something in my life that's permanent. Something that will remain the same forever. By the way I've been I can never know what's gona happen to me a ew years from now. I might find someone I might move to a different places and hang around with completely strange alien beings... who knows? There can be no particular thing or a person that can shake me back to what I really am. No one knows me as well as I know myself. But I don't know myself as well as I thought I did.
When I think on the lines of "I need to find something that's permanent throughout my life. I need to find a constant", I realize... I need to find myself!
Sep 5, 2008
My own holiday
Imagine waking up in the morning
to the sound of the rain fall
Bright sunlight dimmed by dark clouds
On a wednesday with a day off.
Imagine covering up again
in the warmth of the cozy blanket
pick up ue cell and call ur love
talk with no hurry to cut
Walk up to the sound of the rain
in the background with four walls
Noticing the rare lovely feeling
of waking up to the morning call
Spend a day with no plans
relax to the sound of your favourite song
walk around the house
with a fresh cup of cold milo
Think about the evening date
relax on the sofa and let your mind waner
smile at the walls and sing aloud with the sound of music
its a rare day... A holiday in my past!
to the sound of the rain fall
Bright sunlight dimmed by dark clouds
On a wednesday with a day off.
Imagine covering up again
in the warmth of the cozy blanket
pick up ue cell and call ur love
talk with no hurry to cut
Walk up to the sound of the rain
in the background with four walls
Noticing the rare lovely feeling
of waking up to the morning call
Spend a day with no plans
relax to the sound of your favourite song
walk around the house
with a fresh cup of cold milo
Think about the evening date
relax on the sofa and let your mind waner
smile at the walls and sing aloud with the sound of music
its a rare day... A holiday in my past!
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