Dark Delusions

When we close our eyes but don't sleep
lost in the valleys so dark
thoughts flowing from the head to the feet
war drums playing in my heart
life is what i seek.

I sense it moving around me
like vultures circle a corpse
I hear it unfold stories inside me
things I had buried in my thoughts
makes me feel like an enemy.

Only to realize
that the worse fear in my head
is not the same as seen by my eyes
I loose the fear of being dead
I let go and rise.

I feel a fire
burning in my heart
as the volume goes up, it goes higher
now I know there's no turning back
I let go a little more.

To see things I have never before
creatures of the dark, monsters of my past
a key to a lock of a portal door
opening a door is an easy task
but my feet remain stuck to the floor.

I let go of my pride
kill my ego
the fire roars inside
my body falls on the floor
I watch my soul rise.

unlock the door and walk through
to end up into emptiness
this place i knew
it was a familiar darkness
these valleys aren't new.

- Salman

The kite payback.

Every once  a while there is always something that lights us up, that cheers us or just gives us a smile. So i thought i'll do something to light things up a bit. 

Well, recently we had a kite making competition in our office. A colleague and I made a kite, we didn't win a prize for it but i really liked it. Every time i looked at it, I smiled. The kite was really something special for me. We were asked to keep the kites next to our work places. I did but after two weeks the kite was taken away. This made me angry yet i knew there was nothing i could do as i was just an employee. Being an employee is fine but being an employee in a corporate office is equal to being a slave. I'm sure most of the people working in a corporate environment would agree. Well in this anger i wrote down a poem. Hope you like it. 

A picture of Sutharshan and me holding the kite we made.

Got up at eight in the morning

the bed all moist after a hot summer night

the sweat didn't feel irritating

instead I felt nice and bright

I was on my bed

when my phone started ringing
"are you in office ?" a voice said

saw the watch it was nine fifteen

I replied " I'm at work,
came here an hour ago
this is not why we were put on earth
anyway we'll talk later, got to go".

kept the phone aside

decided to shut my eyes

didn't care that i just lied

but couldn't stop time with my lies

got up anyway

with eyes half shut

I start another day
cause I no longer give a fuck

went to the office

signed in the time

team leader gave me a notice

she thought being late was a crime

I said I'll be early

gave a good story for being late

she knew her words did nothing really

and knew what was in my fate

after she left it was nice

I plugged in my headphone

played my favorite track twice

as i signed in and logged on

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I take longer breaks

than the time i work

not cause i don't have what it takes

because i really don't give a fuck

corporate has no employee union

human resource works for the employer

why should the employer have all the fun

hence amount of my input equals the labour

as far as my work goes

I've never crossed a deadline

I'm not rude and have no foes

overall performance is pretty fine

I don't mind the low pay

nor the final output that comes from my art

not even the nine hour loss from my awesome day

It is just that i loved my kite with all my heart

- Salman

Leave everything behind

forget anger, forget fear
they bring greif and unrest
they aren't real they were created here
they are hurdles in our own test

forget hate, forget violence
to rise above
to see through this disturbance
the thing called love

forget money, forget greed
the evil that they are
drives us, creates need
creates death and war

forget religion, forget government
they tried, they failed
wars, punishments and sins can't be heavensent
go ask a poor if he was ever bailed

forget all our differences
for we are all one
race, nationality, religion and sex
leave everything behind, it is all done

It matters not who or how many die
as our journey will never end
but the fact that we made our own cry
makes me think how long we'd pretend

- Salman

We are.

we are children of a hopeless generation
we are the voice of a thoughtless civilization

we're a sacrifice, we're slaves
labouring away all our counted days
trying to make ends meet
through all possible ways

we are a product of infinite indoctrination
we are a part of a sleeping population

here being different is wrong
fighting each other is just a norm
we cant see that we are all the same
divided from each other we live on

we are citizens of a greed driven nation
we are victims of political corruption

forced to believe there's no better
that there isn't enough food or shelter
if we don't change our ways now
there'll be none left later

we are a cry of a collective evolution
we are a stand for a global revolution

we want to give love and peace a chance
we want a reform, equality and balance
the elite have conspired for too long
seems like life has it's own plans.

- Salman

Life is so much more

We have enough food

we know what is good

what has to be done, should

It is easy to point fingers but hard to think

How much more will our quality of life sink

When we are on the brink

Of total annihilation

With a hand full of corruption

And an overwhelming population

We look for what holds us down

The word authority gives us a frown

Heavy is the head that wears the crown

Do we really need a ruler to run this town?

Do we need a system that holds us down?

Aren’t we capable of self governance?

Can’t we give love and peace a single chance?

Why can’t we rise against?

When we succumb to our need

Do we realize that it is just greed?

How long would we pretend

We no longer know who’s a friend

Feeling like standing at the end

Is this our pursuit of happiness?

Isn’t money the true cause of our sadness?

When we know what is wrong

How long must this go on?

Can you understand?

Would you hold my hand?

As I walk you to the other side

Would you let go?

Would you want to know?

The truth kept from you

The fact known by few.

That you are just a pawn

And have been fooled all along

That your life is a sad song.

Think before you make up your mind

And then the truth you will find

No need for violence of any kind

When you look into your heart you will find

That all humanity is one.

So throw away that gun

For life could be so much fun.

- Salman