Living in Fantasy

Now this is one weird addiction I'm gonna talk about: Fantasy Football. My whole Monday morning has just been uprooted out of its daze when I found out my Serie A Team subs could have earned me an 11 extra points than the ones I fielded in my playing 11. Damn they had to play all the matches at once.

Was it my fault? No. I did my research, it was just tough luck.

Then why am I so pissed. I'm in the Top Ten in India, in a field of say around 300 "relevant" players. That shows you that no one really gives a damn about Italian football in this country. [Zee Sports not doing its job]

I'm pissed because I'm really taking it seriously. This just shows I don't have much of a choice here in Bangalore when it comes to "things to do". It's either football, beer or food. So who is to blame for my addiction?

I don't know yet. In the mean-time I just hope Hamsik scores a couple this weekend, and maybe a Panucci clean-sheet. Of course, there's one match that I genuinely care about as Milan takes on Inter. I dont want those Argentinians lifting the championship at the cost of Milan's UCL place so here goes : FORZA MILAN!!!!!!!

No more lies

No more miracles,
No more promises,
Lessons learnt, Innocence lost,
No more lies
No more lies.

No more God,
No more prayers,
Lost my faith, it's too late,
No more lies
No more lies.

No more light,
No more flames,
Inside my brain, winter chill
No more lies
No more lies.

Burn.

Divide the lake of my senses, the blood in my veins

Quench my dark side's thirst,

Make me evil, make me hate,

So that I cry no more.

In a spiral of emotions, stabbed with knives of ice

In my own growing solitude,

I stare out of a broken window,

Make belief, my optimism.

Shivers in the night, shivers in the day,

Tears that strike acid lines,

Across a tired face,

When will I cry no more?

Fire inside me, burning my hope

My worst enemy stares back,

From a mirror, he says-

Death is the only cure.

End of Today

Like a sad river,
Flowing to it's end.
I hide my tears,
She's coming round the bend.
The sadness in her eyes,
all the sacrifices,
And I try to be nice,
But it's hard to lie to myself.

When the sun dawned,
The world was smiling,
and the promises I made,
I was sure of fulfilling,
but then we woke up,
In the surrounding night,
We were lost in our lives,
And then I lost her too.

Now the sun sets,
And its been a long day,
Waiting for you, I lost my way.
While you sit all alone,
Inside your room,
Your moonlit tears, speckle the gloom,
But I m still so far away,
far away from you.

And now I m left here,
With nothing more to say.

Sacrifice

Untrustworthy,
That's not me. Well-meant words gone awry,
Yeah that's me.

Living a lie you say,
Underneath my smiles,
A grimace unseen.

Unheard screams you hear?
Take a look around, No one's there,
A Mirror image floats.

Penance of pain,
I'm condemned! Lost love,
if only I could change time.

I would have never loved.

Crumble

My hands are numb as she stumbles infront of me. Behind the sunlight streams through the doorway but the darkness of her blood plunges me into night.

I stare helplessly at a piece of my soul and my knees buckle with the sinking feeling of loss. She looks up at me with tears in her eyes and asks me a question I cannot answer.

As life slowly ebbs out of her, I frantically hold her close to me and wish I can turn back time.

Her life passes in a flash across my eyes and I realize that now I die too. The bullets that pierced her took me away too.

Beyond me, on the rug, cold steel.

Why did I do it?

There is only one solution.

I m sorry if this is the way it ends.

Cold Steel beckons.

Flute Of Death

O I hear it...... and the sweat rolls down my back.
O I hear it...... and my heart is on the rack.
O I hear it...... a mesmerizing chill expands.
O I hear it...... I see the Devil's Shadow dance.

God help me.. My tortured soul
God help me.. My sadness old.
God save me!! It scratches my vision.
My bloody eyes!! Unholy intuition.

Sweet flow like sugar fields,
Basking in a cold Sun, wind-less world.
It's dark except for the flute,
Beyond the edge, pulling my soul.