Fleeting Memories

Dreamin' through the day... Thinking about stuff all night,
Trying to do things... ensure a future, bright...
Waiting for that special someone since time immemorial,
Juxtaposing memories of another life... of another death...

The blistering cold engulfs my mind,
A light so bright... makes me blind...
Relaxing in warm sea-sand... Killing time... with a magic wand...
Life is crazy, life is mad... Makes me feel good sometimes, most of the times, bad...
Devastating full moons, enchanting no moons...
Another day passes by... another night goes away...
Juxtaposing memories of another life... of another death...

Robbing me of my potential, drawing a shining sword,
Screaming, Shouting people... very much from this very world...
Cruel Intentions, Unclear perceptions...
Dreams are made of these... blinding misconceptions...
Life is dirty... Life is sad... Makes friends foes, foes scantily clad...
Clad in slightest of inhibitions... Clad in gross, costumes...
Another friend enters, another just left...
Juxtaposing memories of another life... of another death...

Gosh! I am back

Hey all, I am back... after a very long time... been kinda busy, writing a script that has scurrilously taking life out of me... Even after drafting it ten times, I am not able to make a knocker out of it. Seems like it is one of those bad, bad days. Life hasnt been so cruel to me in its entire screenwriting span. The clouds are sad, grim and dark. ITs not raining nor is it shining bright. Hope that it will rain... rain ideas... or shine bright, just like my mind when it is at its creative best. And then I dont smoke either... nor do i drink... So there is no way i can vent my frustration. Irritating, Aint I? Chao... Take Care.