tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84630936979841877542012-02-16T11:48:09.164+05:30The Wizardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07409167000986175926noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463093697984187754.post-2561700150390911912006-09-09T21:30:00.000+05:302006-09-09T21:32:20.095+05:30Remember remember the fifth of november<br />The gunpowder, the treason, the plot<br />I see of no reason the gunpowder treason<br />Should ever be forgot...<br /><br />__________________________________<br /><br />Not mine, posted it for no reason. Sue me!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463093697984187754-256170015039091191?l=foetalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Wizardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07409167000986175926noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463093697984187754.post-48382634453245918822006-09-09T21:17:00.000+05:302006-09-09T21:29:39.757+05:30Though I promised myself that I'll keep this page free from the regular blog structure, I just cannot help to put the images of my love here. I have waited to be with her for the past seven years and now I finally have her with me. Here she is. And she's all mine.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3434/1033092492429710/1600/IMG_3842.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3434/1033092492429710/320/IMG_3842.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />________________________________________________________________________________<br /><br />Before the unveiling<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3434/1033092492429710/1600/Mama%20Outing%20006.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3434/1033092492429710/320/Mama%20Outing%20006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />________________________________________________________________________________<br /><br />Old loves smiling at the new one<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3434/1033092492429710/1600/Mama%20Outing%20007.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3434/1033092492429710/320/Mama%20Outing%20007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />________________________________________________________________________________<br /><br />She...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3434/1033092492429710/1600/Mama%20Outing%20010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3434/1033092492429710/320/Mama%20Outing%20010.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />________________________________________________________________________________<br /><br />Yes she's an Ibanez.<br /><br />Now I'm done. Poof!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463093697984187754-4838263445324591882?l=foetalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Wizardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07409167000986175926noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463093697984187754.post-2070097863261713902006-09-03T02:45:00.002+05:302006-09-03T02:49:40.395+05:30I saw this little boy,<br /> Running down the road<br /> Didn't care where he went<br /> Oh he walked on and on and on...<br /> <br /> We been told the roads we follow,<br /> We just read the signs<br /> We just look for herds to join on<br /> Maybe we are blind. Just maybe... we are blind...<br /> <br /> Break the chain<br /> Break the circle<br /> Break down the line<br /> I walk my own roads<br /> At my own time.<br /> <br /> Won't be pushed around anymore<br /> Or told what to do<br /> It's my life my reasons my way<br /> My point of view<br /> <br /> I don't care if they laugh<br /> I know I'm right<br /> I build my own roads<br /> I draw the signs<br /> <br /> Free to be my own self<br /> Leaving trails behind<br /> I'll look for my answers<br /> But not in someone elses mind<br /> <br /> Push me down I rise again<br /> Won't drown in the crowd<br /> Can't stifle my voice anymore<br /> I scream out loud<br /> <br /> Break the chain<br /> Break the circle<br /> Break down the line<br /> I walk my own roads<br /> At my own time.<br /> <br /> Won't be pushed around anymore<br /> Or told what to do<br /> It's my lifemy reasons my way<br /> My point of view<br /> <br /> I was this little boy<br /> Used to run on by<br /> I wish to follow him<br /> Down the road the; the road I follow.<br /><br /><br />--- Coauthored with Vivek 'Bobby' Venugopal. All the thanks to Bobby for giving me a break from self pity :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463093697984187754-207009786326171390?l=foetalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Wizardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07409167000986175926noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463093697984187754.post-85914600892404216422006-09-03T02:45:00.001+05:302006-09-03T02:45:20.305+05:30Summer ends,<br />The days are growing shorter<br />Crazy days<br />I am now burning faster<br />Listening to life drone...<br /><br />Bitter seeds<br />Of a poison harvest<br />Buried deep<br />In the deepest darkest corner<br />I can hear it roar....<br /><br />And I'll feed it now<br />And I feel it now<br />And I'll free it now<br />I will free my rage<br /><br />Losing my grip<br />Spiraling out of control<br />Squinting my eyes<br />The world is growing darker<br />Coz I see red tonight...<br /><br />Breathing slow<br />To still my hearts beating<br />Bursting now<br />Sanity receding<br />Madness in my sight.....<br /><br />And I'll feed it now<br />And I feel it now<br />And I'll free it now<br />I'll free my rage.<br /><br />Burn.<br />Burn it all to the ground<br />Razing it down to hell<br />Break.<br />Break down the bonds<br />Resurrecting in the flames<br />Ablaze.<br />I stand here I'm burning<br />In the fires of my rage<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463093697984187754-8591460089240421642?l=foetalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Wizardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07409167000986175926noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463093697984187754.post-67102153251259508072006-09-03T02:44:00.000+05:302006-09-03T02:45:03.298+05:30Walking around,<br />Stars in your eyes.<br />Watching your dreams,<br />Just walking you by.<br />Counting the hours,<br />Of your night.<br />Waiting as always<br />For the overrated sun.<br /><br />What is the point of it all?<br /><br />Give up, just let it be.<br />Just close your eyes no need to see<br />It'll pour and it'll rain<br />No need to feel the pain...<br /><br />Reaching the sky<br />And catching dust<br />Looking to stars<br />In hope we trust.<br />Standing tall<br />In the face of the endless sea<br />We go sailing again<br />In the undertow of promises<br /><br />What is the point of it all?<br /><br />Give up, just let it be.<br />Just close your eyes no need to see<br />Give up this pointless game<br />why take this needless shame?<br /><br />Decieving sun<br />And it's phoney light<br />It's a lot more easier<br />To just give up the fight<br />Stop feeling bad<br />It's not your fault<br />What are we,<br />But playthings of gods.<br /><br />What is the point of it all?<br /><br />Give up, just let it be.<br />Just close your eyes no need to see<br />Take your hand out of the flame<br />Find someone else to blame.<br /><br />Don't feel down or moan or sigh...<br />Just give up and die....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463093697984187754-6710215325125950807?l=foetalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Wizardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07409167000986175926noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463093697984187754.post-28268741605777751662006-09-03T02:43:00.000+05:302006-09-03T02:44:19.231+05:30Hang on tight honey,<br />We're off to la-la-land.<br /><br />Here apples are peaches.<br />And peaches are atomic bombs.<br />And broomsticks dance so well.<br />Under the roof of hypodermics.<br /><br />We all look the same,<br />Here in la-la-land.<br /><br />The pigs are flying,<br />And the swans wallow in mud.<br />Another sparrow is trapped,<br />Inside Venus's bud.<br /><br />The water sears and fire heals<br />Here in la-la-land.<br /><br />All men are free.<br />We look so lovely in chains.<br />And general Cactus comes riding.<br />Clutching his blue horses mane.<br /><br />The sun is blue and moon so bland<br />Here in la-la-land.<br /><br />Life is so good here<br />And flowers bloom<br />We dance and make merry<br />To the drums of doom<br /><br />Don't die yet honey<br />We are nearly there.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463093697984187754-2826874160577775166?l=foetalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Wizardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07409167000986175926noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8463093697984187754.post-42602732861516588012006-09-03T02:33:00.000+05:302006-09-03T02:40:33.154+05:30I close my eyes, shut my brain<br />The walls are closing in<br />I begin to suffocate<br />Can't breath in...<br />Can't stand this place<br />Wish I could disappear<br />Can't stand this life<br />Wish I could erase myself.<br /><br />I watch the world go by in a daze<br />Life is passing me by.<br />The window's closing in<br />I guess it's too late.<br />Disappointments mount.<br />Trapped in a rat race<br />Must release myself, erase myself<br /><br />Fragile dreams, brittle hopes<br />Misery is clinging on.<br />Can't face myself...<br />I'm losing ground<br />Consciousness falls apart<br />Falling free, free fall<br />Need to attain myself, erase myself.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8463093697984187754-4260273286151658801?l=foetalthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Wizardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07409167000986175926noreply@blogger.com0