Sunday, November 30, 2008

Warzone Mumbai

These were the walls, white and fair
Now the rusty tinge of blood, hangs heavy in the air

You recall the joy. when you walked down this road
They were remorseless, a way they sowed

The city of dreams in a state of shock,
Don't talk about our 'spirit', it's like when you mock

We've had enough of these games that you play
Breaking us apart, like we're made of clay

Always remember, there is strength in numbers
We have the power to put you into a deep slumber

- kd

Believe in your Country!

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Numb

Waking up to a fuzzy world
scratching my head, thinking somethings absurd
I wobble for a little bit
trying to get up and not get hit

I walk around this room
which seems like a flower, ready to bloom
everythings so out of focus
this isnt real, sounds bogus

Someones talking to me, but I dont see
words just mix and flee
Somethings not right, I wonder
theres gotta be some kinda blunder

I move around, colours are vivid
this seems boring, seems insipid
I need to get off this state
know more of whats on my plate

somethings affected my brain
that drink is sure going down the drain!
I fall back to sleep,
only to wake up to reality.

-kd