My Metal Dreams

I drift in ionic sub matter, into an abyss of darkness and enduring mist. I fall through viscous maladies, which through its multitudes of derisions have created lacerations on my soul, bleeding profusely till the cesspools around me turned to resin. I dry up inside. Obdurate as I am, I have run helter-skelter since the time immemorial, calloused fingers tell enough of what I have been through my entire life. Ameliorated? No I have never been a belligerent to what I had been given, just kept floating upon the brim like the remnants of the ashen world all around my constructed realities. And like my pomegranate spacemen, I disintegrated with a poof. Like a wisp of smoke, I was gone. People grabbed thin air, only to catch a shadow of my old and ornery self. And what did you do? You were there in the mob, fastidious and full of cowardice. When my soul blasted into smithereens, you ducked away into shadows, fearing the blood thirsty crowds, looking to keep all the ambrosia for yo...

Pacific Rim- There is a reason why I absolutely revere the beautiful unpredictability of movie business. Sometimes you predict something and the inevitability of uncertainty ensures that you in the end are only left confounded, wondering how the usual play safe Hollywood mentality sometimes goes all the way to produce something so risky. First there was Inception and now there is Pacific Rim, both being multimillion tentpole sci-fi features they are, and most importantly they are completely original properties. Dabbing into history, Inception went on to gross more than 800 million USD, but what is it we can expect out of Pacific Rim? In strict terms, this is not exactly an original idea, but more of homage to all the guilty pleasures a spoiled adventure loving kid has ever had in life. Referring to a Variety article I read earlier this month, this is Transformers minus the crass Michael Bay mentality plus the playfulness, the cutesy dumb action and the human sensibilities omn...

What happens when someone tries to blindly replicate something without even thinking how loosely the formula gels, given the situation it has been applied to? You get Man of Steel, a flawed vision marred not only due to the utter discontinuities in the pace of how the action unfolds on screen, but also by its absolute reverence towards the Nolan's Batman trilogy. Essentially in reference to the aforementioned discontinuities, the film can essentially be separated into two parts, the one before the kryptonians decide to wreak havoc on earth and the one after it, oddly enough with an absence of any comprehendible third act, partly because of Snyder's-'Always start off the action at 11 and never know when to slow down' attitude. The movie starts off on a very vividly imagined krypton facing a military coup with Jor-El(Russel Crowe) and Lara, Superman’s biological parents trying to resist it, ultimately culminating into utter wastage of time and effort as krypton i...

Forgo all your discourses, They are all made up, Your mind's fabric is all torn, And you diss out mere farces Pretentious and vain, I lynch thee outlaws Those who sit in reveries,self proclaimed visionaries Keeking,sitting atop a mighty pedestal, And the birds,perch upon the eerie jigsaws Spewing angry words,at their own distitude, Savage oracies,an epitome of loss, In these times of gratuitous dispositions A guillotine falls, breaking the lassitude

Dreams of leaving, Lingering echoes of voices All surreal ecstasies wane, Masked by a penchant for healing Our slashed minds,set ablaze deriding the crazy worlds,we left behind Walked through flames ,down to the isle Did we traverse alone, the maze? Eons have now come and gone, Edges have turned to dust, Passing days,slipping,receding to nigh Acrostic mess,what life had become Looking back at the deeds I'd done I only realize, how foolish I had been to have run (For how I had fallen back every time I'd walked There always was a safe home to have, a place I revered)

It is only natural for a man of my state to lie, to himself. It soon sticks and feels all the very natural, I know. Fuckin' brain. It is a mighty clockwork deriding the vestigial organs on their worthless state of existence. Blietzkreig raging on to the children that were once protected by the shadows. I had to protect the shadows instead. Tattoed onto my sulcuses, these dragons had to vanish. The shadows were a bit too dreary even for the lies I cared for. And i had to choose what the crypts meant. This had to vanish. The loss was too much the pain had to cease. I slept. The convertible was too good to resist. Fuck the world was what my brain last spat out, it went awry after that. I was covered in blood. Dripping the red lines on the already red tapestery of the room I was in. She lay in my arms with holes for eyes and wooden sticks for limbs. Mindfuck. How was she not bleeding when I was covered head to toes in blood. And then she spoke, ' fuck...

The "windowpane" is as silent as a dying moth in its isolated "closure", so when "in my time of need", the disillusioned "weakness" of your heart keeps us away, the tiny remnants (if any) of "hope leaves". The "ending credits" deserve a lucid passage, maybe the same null space where "death whispered a lullaby". But it's not enough my friend, "to rid the disease", it's not enough

There is a time When The words dry out All we can feel are little details Which we never bothered to put into words till now But these are not mere meanderings on a piece of paper Coz People they may come and people they may go,but not always forgotten And even when the levee breaks you will all have a place to go Into my hearts and into my souls, into a safe home far away from storms!

She walked on a thin ice Her mighty ecclesial powers waning Dethroned and beleaguered she fell Towards her erasure,her demise Mother of stars,she was relegated in vile Chased away through valleys and mire Flowery leis,that she once wore Gave way to a thorny disguise Vicarious sun,never gave the light River beds,they were riven in cleaves Chinks on her feet bled incessantly In the reverence of a higher might And then she fell,oh so brave The child so innocuous lay to the rats A harbinger of new hopes and times Rotting,stranded without even a grave

Pictures framed in frames Shadowed in my glassy eyes Wrinkled faces,I saw Reflected in a thin glaze Long forgotten memories Of childish love,strewn across the room Unbridled joy of candies Now only concatenated by rosaries Sempiternal barrage of hatred Rolled up on a high moral ground But it all seemed inherently pointless now When I lay all beat up and battered Wrought out of sheer solitude I remember how we played and fought And now I try unlearning the inevitable prophecies Of my own lassitude With shaky limbs,only bound to fall As I try standing up on my own No matter how hard pressed my ignorance I realize, it was her,who in the first place had helped me walk

A good girl A sweet, shy girl all this about drugs and magic Are you into her? Are you into that chick? be into her head both as sweet can`t stop thinking did you leave him thinking Enough of this. Girl, this guy is awesome! Girl, your mom`s calling. good little girl have been after the girl I could never sweet-talk. I think she`s a sweet girl. I took a walk to do some thinking if the song is sweet If you love the girl, do something about it. Isn`t she sweet? I`ll totally die if I don`t score with that sweet little thing. I`m still thinking keep thinking about it Love`s not so sweet - it hurts like hell. My girl is so young. No girl, it`s like us. Poison couldn`t come from so sweet a place. Poor girl. spoiled a good thing such a sweet girl such a sweet guy sweet and innocent Sweet dreams! sweet little moment sweet of you sweet thoughts sweet-talk That`s not what I was thinking. The sweet will soon be bitter. they`re into each other This all at o...

Frozen skies, A bloodless vein, Rainbow dreams, Encompassing ween Children cry, Inside my sulci, Pouring rain, Dyeing the harrowing sight There are two worlds I see, Drowning inside the sea, One where I want to be, The other,I left behind Now these placid skies, Make me scream and sigh, For I had begun to lose, Before I had a chance to fight For greed and lust, had marred the soul inside, And this traitor race, Will soon be condemned to die ( Blazing heavens, A glimpse of god, An ameliorating reflection, Upon us all)

Like a breeze in the burning Preaching up on mountains high Reaching out to the ceilings Like balloons in the sky Waves frothing in the ocean Like turbulent souls that we are And would we meet again in time Or never reminisce And my love would be the same Cold and true It could feel so harsh But to tread that path again Is up to you,lies in your hands In barren lands I've wandered Searching for a place to hide Buying all the love, that I found there But it couldn't help me gratify Into the world of loss and pain I follow you without tire We try to sink into the depths of mourning And I feel hypnotized And my love will be the same Cold and true It could feel so harsh But to tread that path again Is up to you,lies in your hands

My days were lost in mystic whites Draped on spools of phrygian times I jumped nocturnal days without a clout With a parlous ire,miles deep in doubt And eyes drenched in kohl,endless like the sea Got a touch of gold,alighting the endless needs Maze once life, was justified with glee Ornery old man on verge of being free Naive as i was,i always had tried to flee Idiosyncratic quirks but now washed down the creek Keeking into the twisted mind i now see A caring mind reflected in with ween

Under the moonlight There you stood Under false pretentions Looking blankly,at my face The slow movements Along the cobbled street I looked in your eyes And was really in love And i cry like some kind of broken toy All the losses,now long gone And i feel like a new born ruler With a golden spoon stuffed in mouth We made a dreamscape Of old songs and words But I did not know How long would it stand I was a loser And you a freebird Caught in an intellectual cage I knew,you would not stay Now the days they pass,like seconds And the paths they never seem to converge All the people now ready to crucify me With bloodlust in their gaze And now i cry like somekind of broken toy Having travelled in some kind of circle And i feel like so far from a paradise In a place i used to call my home

Hesitations, but your touch Nullifying all the commotions Creating religions I believe in Showering high above on me The rain of love which i drowned in Drenching me to the very veins The silences which were once doused in hate Now are cherished not in denials But of the very love i was promised of The kisses underneath the bridges so overpowering Threatened to destroy foundations but in the guise Strengthened a stammering mice instead Calloused fingers dripping with sweat With a mind spilling with dreams Spoiled with love Longing for care and feeding Destroying the evil around Casting out all the shadows Dispelling all the darkness 'Fair' and fabilau The tales that were once lost in the dead seas Come to life right in front of my eyes But there is only a mile i can swim Without coming back to brim without you Or i will sink to the nothingless bottoms With a million others left to be rotten

Blue!Is it just a hue? Does it only reminds you of the vast skies above, Or it makes you long for that long lost love? Is it the music you are so fond of, Which you listen along till you doze off? And do these heartbreaks and inevitable falls make up what you are, Or is it the 12 bar blues that made you reach where you stand? Is it the longing to belong to her made you live all these years, And still it was her that made you break down to tears? So is it her,who you see behind the blue mist, Or is it nothing but your own reflection? Tell me is it love you see behind those blue eyes, Or do you only see what you want to see?

In the night Shining skies Skipping time Undoing all my crimes I try to fly But i sink in grime Helpless mind Left with nothing but whine But why must i live with your sins? Dying away,giving all us nothing Why must i live with your grief? When you left me,with nothing In the night Shining skies I see your face When i wipe the rime Pale and ashen Ghastly eyes Withered and crushed Full of lies But why must i live with your sins? Dying away,giving all us nothing Why must i live with your grief? When you left me,with nothing The neck Waits for the noose All your desires will soon be met No need of ruse All of this it has come to I faint,there must be an end Fireworks light for her All my dreams have come true There must be an end A cold blanket is resting In the heat of evening My head is now hung in shame It feels like fire All your desires Now met No need of ruse