if u ask
hw was ur day?
well wat can i say
there was lots of sunshine
so din worry abt making hay
I Woke up with a smille
at the break of the dawn
Some distant birds
were chirpin my fav song
i felt like i was newly born
it was so much fun in tat luvly road
where i tried to bring a princess
by kissing a toad
with loads of joy
the day grew old
i saw a golden ship
raising from the horizon
as the moon touched me
by stretching its silver arms
wish i culd take this ecstasy all along
Every day may not be the same
there are few things tat i can really change
better not to waste tym findin reasons to blame
so if u ask,hw was ur day?
with a smile i will say
the tale of my life gettin better day by day
We are two friends with many a quirk...There were hours of monotony at work...Naturally, the writing bug bit us. What began as rhyming repartees then morphed into small songs. We were having a lot of fun and boredom was no where to be seen. So we took it further and started blogging our songs. An active blog, a collection of short stories(waiting for a publisher), a TV show script(waiting for a producer) later, we find we are still raring to go.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Loner - Am I?
Brothers sisters and moral freakers
i don't want u near
teaching preaching abt life and lite
i'd rather breathe or choke
in my closed atmosphere
then lending an ear to a hypocrite
call me a loner
it's a solace from ur crimson deeds
call me a loser
i can't fight in a war of greed
u sold ur world
for pot of a gold
For li'l gains u let
the devils have ur soul
now u'r trying to pull me in
to ur boat tat is sinking
call me a loner
i wont fit in the common lot
call me a loser
i failed to plunder and fill my cart
ur just a cliche
in my dictionary
who cant c
the truth in mist of bigotry
call me a loner
u'r just another voice
call me loser
i'm a loser who made my choice
-By Bala
i don't want u near
teaching preaching abt life and lite
i'd rather breathe or choke
in my closed atmosphere
then lending an ear to a hypocrite
call me a loner
it's a solace from ur crimson deeds
call me a loser
i can't fight in a war of greed
u sold ur world
for pot of a gold
For li'l gains u let
the devils have ur soul
now u'r trying to pull me in
to ur boat tat is sinking
call me a loner
i wont fit in the common lot
call me a loser
i failed to plunder and fill my cart
ur just a cliche
in my dictionary
who cant c
the truth in mist of bigotry
call me a loner
u'r just another voice
call me loser
i'm a loser who made my choice
-By Bala
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