The Satori Effect

2009-05-02T13:00:00.000-07:00

oceans apart

times forgiven

why do we meet

only once in a blue-moon?

on the moon as my earth

so I wished to live,

so the distances apart

be scaled down to life

the earth in the horizon

turned every night into a blue-moon

and every night I gazed

to find the one i loved

2008-12-24T19:55:00.000-08:00

open your eyes
out of the bed
excited

brush your teeth
look in the mirror
suit up ;)

quick shower
not remember what you had for breakfast
excited

get out of the house
forget something
go back to get it

remember the conversations
the pleasant and the eerie moments
still excited

trim yourself at the last moment
heart beat rising...

waiting...

Wisdom...?

2008-10-18T19:25:00.000-07:00

It makes you think
over and again
it makes you reason
putting a smile on your face

It gives hope
for all the given-in troubles
that made you ponder
in all the hopeless times

It gives you satisfaction
a subtle relief from the everyday tensions
yet something hangs on to you
something pulls you back

When you wished the fairy for a break
from this plain agitated somnolence of life
envisaging your own future still scares you
just as it used to in the past...

2008-02-02T06:54:00.000-08:00

Green is not the grass,
it's just a grey, but in vogue for the eye
what you play isn't good music,
but a feeling, deeper than the apparent smile

Blue is not the sky
it's just your thought, but in disguise
and how you appear to me
is a color a time, I wonder how and why!

In what you trust
is the source of your desire
is where you shall find life, heaven,
or even hell, that your'self has conspired

2008-02-01T17:29:00.000-08:00

I tried all possible ways
but couldn't find any logic to it
so I open a door picked at random.

I then had a dark vision that hurt so bad
I started running away, to the sparkling horizon.

Adrenaline wore out and I started to gasp
My feet slowly refusing to listen to me,
Even though I ran so fast,
The light was still a few feet away

I picked the wrong door,
I should have gone the other way
dry air not helping me at all,
collapsed and thirsty, there I lay

I looked around for traces
of life, heaven, or hell
With the eyes closed i went back in time
to the moment I took the random spell

What could be behind the other doors
something I should have analyzed before
fresh air and Grass that is green,
or maybe birds, or even a lovely queen?

Desperate for love
or anything that could ameliorate the pain
a jolt of ecstasy, or something less effervescent
that lasts a little longer than I'd forget...

stupid little world

2007-12-29T08:01:00.000-08:00

.

This is not love
This is not divine.
We are just two hollow fucks,
Filling each other’s spaces.

This is not friendship
This is not camaraderie.
We are just 2 weird fuckos
Holding on to each other.

The day I get full
Your love means nothing anymore
And the day I get less weird
I am gonna slip away from our stupid little world

-Charith

It is time to tear the skin

2007-12-29T07:59:00.002-08:00

It is time to tear the skin,
It is time to step out of it
It is time to stop looking in the mirror,
It is time to erase everything
It is time to undo the knot

It is time to close the eyes
It is time to loose the sight
It is time to stop storing fleeting images,
It is time to erase everything
It is time to come clean.

It is time to stop the music
It is time to stop the noise
It is time to listen to the silence left behind,
It is time to erase everything
It is time to go blank

It is time………..
It is time………..
To go blank
It is time………..
It is time……….
To fly.

-Charith

Dreamed one

2007-12-29T07:59:00.001-08:00

Let me sing a song about my dream man (female vox)
Someone with a lovely straight nose,
Someone with a lot of dough
Someone with a brilliant mind
Some one with a lovely heart
Someone with sparkling blue eyes
Someone who can sing me lullabies
Some one who can write love poems about me
Someone who treats me like a queen.

Hello missy I couldn’t help but over hearing
You are looking for a man I see
Is it ok if I have got a big fat nose?
And ya I cant write love poems no more
All I write nowadays are my obituaries
I have got a lovely heart but it is turning to stone
I have got a decent mind but it is rotten to the bone
I thought I should give you a try
Because I still got blood pumping inside.

-Charith

Stupid white light

2007-08-13T03:48:00.002-07:00

Thank you for showing me around,
Thank you for showing the right and the wrong,
You have shown me the bugs inside of me,
Now it’s about time you better be gone.

Yeah yeah I realize you do not lie
I saw it in your light but let me try,
White light, you stupid white light,
If you could shine some other time…

Could you stop flickering and leave me blind,
Stupid white light why wont you let me collide.

Oh and thank you for the enlightenment,
I think I was better off when I was blind,
So go away now I am closing my eyes,
And no more fucking my mind…

Could you stop flickering and leave me blind
Stupid white light why wont you let me collide.

-charith

Soap bubbles man

2007-08-13T03:48:00.001-07:00

Come on you little child
Would you like to see some colors fly?
I can put tiny rainbows in the sky
I can conjure sparkles in daylight.
Would you like to do it like me?
Blow some bubbles and make them fly?
Come on give it a try.
Don’t be shy.
You can take them all home
And show them to every one you know.
You can blow them in your garden,
Amidst flowers and butterflies.
Together they shall bring all the colors to you eye.

But you bubbles are all really small.
Do you have anything I can fit into?
Anything to cover me from my stimuli?
Anything for me to float around and go high above?
Anything I can be friends with that is real and
Not just vanish every I time I try to feel?

-charith

Rave

2007-08-13T03:47:00.000-07:00

Ladies and Gentlemen please help yourselves,
Your sweets are all placed on the table.
Pick your favorite ones in an orderly fashion.
Be seated in the seats allotted to you

Will you all stop fooling around the ride is about to begin…

Look at you laughing and laughing and laughing
What so funny you freak?
Look at you laughing and laughing and laughing
Stop showing your fucking teeth
Shove them or loose them the show is about to begin.

Now that they are all high, Plug in your guitars prakki
Its time to blow our guests away
Slow at first and make them float
Then they will dance to your tune.

And start banging your head to the wall and
The fools will follow suit
Till their heads roll off their shoulders.
No wait let me get my camera first

…………Ok go…

Look at you laughing and laughing and laughing
What so funny you freak?
Look at you laughing and laughing and laughing
Start showing your fucking teeth
“Say cheeeeeese” this one’s for animal planet.

Lets take it down prakki
Hey are you all high?
Did we do it fine?
Any sane ones left behind?
Come again next time.

-charith

Piggy- the making

2007-08-13T03:46:00.000-07:00

When piggy was a boy his mommy use to say,
“ Watch your manners just for today,
Your rich uncle and his shiny black car
Are coming home for a little home cooked meal,
We will make sure before he leaves,
His shoes are all shiny and clean.
Come on be a good little boy and wear this bow and tie.
It always helps to fake a lovely smile.
Save all your frowns till he shows his behind.
Now’s the time to take an oath sweetie pie,
“ The taste maybe bad, nasty and clean but
We will make sure before he leaves,
His shoes are all shiny and clean” “

And he never broke that oath the fat ugly piggy.

-charith

Piggy’s big routine

2007-08-13T03:45:00.000-07:00

Wake up buddy; pick up your newspaper
And for all our benefit read the headlines out.

“ World’s on fire and another million die!!
Hey!! My favorite shoes are on sale!
I guess the holiday season has arrived
Got to book tickets my ahead of time
If have to see that fat old mother of mine”

Is it time for you to work?
What is it that you are gonna wear?

“Aha! I will wear my crispy white shirt today
The one that I recently had dry washed
It may cost more if you try to get it done
But I know a place where dry washing is cheaper by the dozen
Ha ha!! Nice try buddy I am not gonna tell you where!”

Hey is it ok if I come along with you?
I want to know what is it that you do.

“ No way dude!! That’s not happening.
Not with that crumpled shirt and faded jeans!
Just kidding buddy you should have seen your face.
Ya but please put on a decent shirt like I did
And if any body asks tell them you don’t know me.”

Oh my your boss’s shoes are dirty and grey
Make sure they end up shiny and clean
It may leave a bad taste behind
Which I am sure you do not mind
It’s only a couple of shoes more
Do it so we can all go home.

-charith

Piggy’s obsession with sanity

2007-08-13T03:44:00.001-07:00

You read the morning headlines
You believe that makes you a wise man
You check your railway tickets online
You have all the tiny details planned.

You fight to meet your weekend deadlines
You know when the discounts will arrive
Have you ever tried crossing the line?
Don’t you know pusillanimity is a crime?

You lived your life in the mundane
You buried yourself amidst the sane
The tricks have all deserted your brain
Now not even a tiny trace of insanity remains.

-charith

Piggy’s short cut to divinity

2007-08-13T03:43:00.000-07:00

“Hope you had a lovely time there
Let me take you back from where you came
Do u know that there is a short cut to your place
If you come by that way it should reduce your fare.
Look at those faggots by the sidewalk
Look at their hands outstretched without any shame
Giving them a dime is breaking their will to stay alive.”

Why cant you part with that dime?
Why what’s on your mind?
Will he bite away your fortune?
Do you like the tramp waiting for you?

“The man has no shoes or car that shine
If I give him my dime
That will make me sublime,
That will make me divine,
Here buddy go buy yourself something fine”

-charith

In the rubble

2007-08-13T03:38:00.001-07:00

“Well… about my mom?”
She peeled her potatoes really well they always looked blemish less.
By the time she is done with them they looked just like golden eggs.
She loved the blue sari and always dirtied it during the week,
But every Sunday afternoon she washed it clean along with me.
On Sundays she smelt like clean clothes herself
On every other day she sweated and toiled for my pancakes.
One day I ran back to look for her hair on the saloon’s floor,
The day she cried when she cut her hair short.
I’d wrap my hands around her neck and never let go.
She always had fight for her freedom from me.

The warmth I felt with every hug of hers,
The pain I felt with every tear in her eye,
The lullaby she sang every night.
They are all still churning inside.

And some never fade away. Do they?
The night when she sang her last beside me was one.
Her sweet voice filled my head as she sang,
The same hopeless tune she whistled now and then.
She sang in my dreams before the song became a cry.
I opened my eyes as the yellow lamp shattered.
The world made a lot of noise, but all I could hear was her cry.
But then she cried no more I didn’t know why.
One dusty white bleeding hand strayed out of the rubble
And her face was hidden somewhere inside the floor

The warmth I felt with every hug of hers,
The pain I felt with every tear in her eye,
The lullaby she sang every night.
They are all still churning inside
.
. I tried tugging her out with but my hands held no life.
I sat beside the fallen walls and waited for her to rise.
But the dusty bleeding hand never made an effort.
I only stared at the hand for it may move anytime.
And soon boredom took its toll and,
I started counting the shiny pieces of bangles scattered all around.
Twenty-two all in all they were and some inside the floor.
I picked them up one by one whistling some tune in my head.
8 were yellow, 6 were green, 5 were blue and the rest were red.

.

-charith

2007-08-13T03:34:00.000-07:00

How are you this morning?
I know your feeling low
But it won’t be so for long
Honey, it’s time to go

Haven’t seen you smile lately,
What brings the blush on your face?
Do you know where I’m gonna take you?
Do you know it’s time to go?

Wait! I have only started
Falling deeply in love with you
The sky appears blue only now

Wait! For just a little bit longer,
I’ve not even said goodbye yet
I’ve not even told that I’m leaving

Oh, you’re trying to trick me!
Trying to cajole and make ur way through
I wanna believe you, it seems true,
But, why were you silent all these years?

Haven’t seen you smile lately,
I know you’re feeling low
You have done well in your time,
Come on it’s time to go

Wait! I have only started
Falling deeply in love with you
The sky appears blue only now

Wait! For just a little bit longer,
I tried to break free
I tried to make it right, but I just can’t let go

And then when it’s time to go, I collapse
When the soul has rested, I relax
And, when the voice is heard, I try to respond

Home Improvement

2007-08-13T03:32:00.000-07:00

Stir up a fire; make some popcorn

And then bring the world to the ground,

So I can watch it all burn down,

With some music in the background.

You can push your button that flushes

All the filth planet earth is covered in.

That should deafen their to live.

Leave behind the sweet sound of silence.

Pour some rapidly changing colors,

And maybe sprinkle a few.

You have got to paint over the blue,

Come distort my view.

Spin it the other way round,

Burn all my sense to the ground,

And put no man this time

Let me enjoy this for a while.

-charith

Flat land parade

2007-08-13T03:30:00.000-07:00

I woke up this morning feeling sick.
The same old bug churning inside of me,
When the four white walls are around.
I look around for my lady in white.

My lady, push my wheel chair to the window,
I don’t want to miss my morning laughs.
I want to watch the people of the world do their gig,
I call it the flat land parade.

Moving in clusters, the pea-brained accidents of nature,
The incorrigible slaves of gravity, the inventors of the wheel.
All wearing the same old morning frowns,
And with their same old curses flying around.

I feel much better now.
The chloroform bothers me no more.
You too must see the little people,
Living their 2-d lives not wondering what could be the 3rd.

Don’t miss my favorite acts.
The big old black suited performers,
The giggly chicks waving their butts around,
And behind them horny drooling men,
All performing the flat land parade.

Moving in clusters, the pea-brained accidents of nature,
The Congenital slaves of gravity, the inventors of the wheel.
All wearing the same old morning frowns,
And with their same old curses flying around.

-charith

Anti gravity - the jump

2007-08-13T03:29:00.000-07:00

My only love is the lovely sky up above.
It has twinkle stars and brightest blues and cotton clouds.
I wait at dawns to watch the black turn to blue.
And back again at night to watch the stars twinkle through.

I tried to fall into it but the earth caught me every time.
I tried looking upside down but I remained dangling to the ground.

The grass never did give me the height.
I knew I needed more to make a flight.
I walked up the stairs all the way to the terrace.
And I stood on the parapet wall and raised my arms like they do before a fall.

I tried to fall into it but the earth caught me every time.
I tried looking upside down but I remained dangling to the ground.

I flew by the windows one by one
And the blue just kept fading till only black remained.

- charith

2007-07-14T03:56:00.002-07:00

I enter the ninth gate - the one glittering in gold
the key to Hyades invites me
"I evaluate your fate from here," he says,
"I do not give you any points..."
He asks me to be ostentatious
not in asserting my strengths,
but that, which had led me to this juncture.

"I give you one last chance," he says,
handing me a piece of paper and a red ink pen.
An introspection I am expected to write, an autobiography of sins.

I sit down and think, of the life I have lived.
I put down the red ink pen, to confess for the first time.
My mother always used to tell me that “true confession is confession to one’s self…”
I try to write them down, but my hand delineates no words. I stand there perplexed for an indefinite period of time. I then put the cap back on the pen, realizing that I don’t deserve that the ethereal lights await me. I hand over the blank white page, and he points his finger to a way.

I enter the gates, the same golden ones , but do not glitter anymore.
I take my first step, and gravity doesn’t pull any more.
I see beautiful angles welcoming me, but their beauty doesn’t appeal any more.

july

2007-07-13T05:30:00.000-07:00

So inquisitive that that he ran out of answers
So positive that he began to fear
So agreeable that it hurt his ego
Was the solemn urge to find an island.

The doctrine was false,
The stars don't dance in circles
They direct you not to quenching thirst,
But to a sight for the inner eye to conceive

Still as the storm,
yet aggressive as the pacific,
Welcome, my son,
Welcome to the machine.

what ails you

2007-07-11T03:51:00.000-07:00

Trapped always as a prisoner in a cell
But there is more here than just bars
Many doors to choose from
Many aisles showing different ways

Trust in what society taught
Trust in what instinct has to say
Either one two or three,
You are ailed either way

Some are meant to be open
Some are meant to be closed
Complication compels the mind
Into confusion and remorse

The doors when left untouched
They open and close at will
The opened offer a glance
To a sight so pleasant yet shrill

Oblivious of the inner self
And far deluded by desire,
A suspicion overshadows monotony
And a search for life begins

How bad could it really be,
For there is still life out here
The answer may not be lucid
But there’s still air to breathe

You know which door to open
But you think you need a key
Something you had been searching for all your life
Something you believe would lead you to me

Carried aloft by tidal waves
Vicissitudes of life - a game unplayed
There is not just one soldier
But now there is an army of you

A better life is realized
Outside the universe self created
A life better than the lived
Better than one ever imagined

The door was never locked
You realize wrong you were
That the key unlocks only you
For there is still-life out here