I'll come back..

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Am not dead yet..
Just buried alive..
I'll come back..



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Phoenix said…
wow some one is back from a long hiatus... welcome back jeya... :) great lines those were...
November 23, 2008 at 9:43 PM
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Pricking the Porcupine

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I was comfortably numb & dumb, But this atrocious crust made me succumb! How pure I was in that womb? Will my flesh decay in my tomb? The skin embossed with the spines in line, I knew , I am the porcupine! Of bleeding others , involuntarily, I feel heavy with cardiomegaly! Touching me , Why do you regret? Don't you know , its my reflex? How would you , poor mortal! Only HE knows the way I feel! The sun & the moon takes rest, but my eyes are spared from its zest! Dwelling under this blanket of gloom, now , it has become my doom! I am shutting down my heart! There's none around me unhurt! I don't wish to start to again! I would better end my lively pain! this post is to all the victims of the porcupine[thats me!];I have hurt almost everyone around me, please forgive me!! There's a hell of things pricking inside the porcupine.Trust me!! GOD SAVE ALL!!
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Fly with me...

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Will you follow my tail? Fly with me Take my wings free. I will take you somewhere, where there is nothing. No air to inhale, No water to quench, No body to be caged in, Nobody to envy, Nobody to hate, Everybody to love. But no way back, Yet you can traverse through the other route. Will you come? You will regret having spilt your blood here. Lets make it a memorable voyage! Falling down the Everest, Crawling through green meadows, Floating above misty clouds, Walking on transparent waters, Sleeping with minds closed, Lets derive joy from oddness. You know, the time, you were born, you didn't know, you were born. Likewise, you wouldn't know this too. Its a pleasure;Its an orgasm! Its a freedom from the bondage! How would immortals taste it? How would mortals know it? Poor world! Pathetic souls! Everything gain significance only after its loss. Its not the same with life, though the same with DEATH. Why do you fear to relish an elixir? Come, Lets invade the next Hell! P.S. I a...
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The Cruel Conscious

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Am I the one in a million?? Nope, I am just another simian!! I can see me no more unique; I feel a constant impulse to kick!! Curse My pretence?? I don't know whom to trust!! After all, is this play a must?? Why do I seek the perfect, in a world of rudimentary puppets?? Curse the parasitic world?? Lust dressed in the pseudonym of Love, how many more iniquity do I owe?? I know what matters is the core!! But my blind eyes wanna see more!! Curse the perverted eyes?? This habit of choosing the best & unjustly justifying the rest, Won't it not act unaided without me?? From these Walls, will I ever break free?? Curse the putrid mind? Evilly, living this life of lies, beneath my surface, now nothing lies!! I stand with my arms wide apart, ready to depart!! Curse this predatory life?? Where do we lose our innocence?? Is that deficiency termed ignorance?? My acuity is blurred without a lens; Do I wear my shoes as a penance?? Curse My precarious diplomacy?? To swim in this sea of s...
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In our Own selves....

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Do you know where I am? Do you know where you are? Do you know where we are? The grass isn’t green. The snow isn’t white. The light isn’t bright. The taste isn’t sweet. The atmosphere is strange. The air is misty. The vision is out of range. Your cheeks are thirsty. The sky looks pitch black. The birds don’t seem to fly. There is something the winds lack. Even the hard rocks cry. Is this place, the Mars? No it isn’t. This is something familiar. I had been here before. Losing the skin you possessed. Gaining superficial colors you never need. Exploring the mind you never had. Dreaming about the rainbow you never will have. Do you know where I am? Do you know where you are? Do you know where we are? I am buried alive… You are buried alive… We are buried alive… In our own selves...
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Alone...

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“Why don’t you just leave me alone?” he screamed and banged the door shut with a rage that’s killing him cell by cell, tissue by tissue, blood to bones, blood to brain. He is already half dead. A dying dead. Pissed off with things going around him and his life, he dived into his bed desperately trying to reconnoiter his mind, trying to discover something which he had forgotten for some months now, the sleep! He began his usual dose of talking with the God. Someone who happen to peep into his room accidentally would certainly call a mental health physician for help. But, in real, he is not the one who needs the care. Maybe the world, which is smothering his nostrils, choking his lungs, restraining his heart, obstructing his brain that belonged to the next generation, need special mental care. He was simple. The world made him complicated and then cursed his complicacy. “That’s how this planet functions…isn’t it?” he asked. There was no reply. “Why shouldn’t I come with y...
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The Closing Credits...

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So here it ends. A blog that was active for the last 5 months will be less than passive in the near future, maybe in the distant dreams too. The doodler's quill is not broken. His thoughts still intact. His insanity quite a question mark though! But there is something more important to me now. My Life...My career... Most of you here would be knowing that I am a Medico. And I started this blog after finishing my last year's exams. And now its time for me to start preparing for the next. I am out of hibernation to burn fresh calories into neurones. And after the exams I can't promise you about the return. For I will be in my final year and I will hardly find time to read those pillowy books even if I start from day one! Thats what called MBBS! And I never thought I would make this blog a tool for acquiring new friends. I ain't that exciting character who makes friend at a glance of an eyesight or a curve of a smile. But I am glad, I made quite a few here. This place is a ...
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