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Thoughts, materializing in the virtual world...Vavnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18263124600248844916noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13013053.post-3864425946530509552007-01-02T23:12:00.000+05:302007-01-02T23:32:35.282+05:30Happy New Year<span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Hi folks, sorry I haven't been around since March of last year -- for very good reasons. Those of you who do know me know that I've been very busy. I've been traveling a bit and there had been a lot of changes. I've been also exploring the blog world -- getting re-acquainted with <a href="http://www.friendster.com">Friendster</a>, tried out <a href="http://myspace.com/">MySpace</a>, <a href="http://www.soulcast.com/">casted my soul</a>, <a href="http://www.vox.com/">Voxed</a> my opinions... the saga continues. Needless to say with so many pen names I've also been having an identity crisis. So I've decided to just stick to one. That's where I began -- Here on blogger.<br /><br />However, the bad news is I'm consolidating this blog with my new blog -- <a href="http://notesaboveground.blogspot.com/">Notes Above Ground</a> -- in the hopes that I'd stop having identity crises and other mental ailments et cetera.<br /><br />Wishing you a very Happy 2007...<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">Poems from the stream of conciousness...</div>Vavnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18263124600248844916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13013053.post-1141471757291716202006-03-04T16:46:00.000+05:302006-03-04T16:59:17.410+05:30IRONY<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Fade out.<br />Fade away.<br />Into invisibility...<br />So you don't have to feel.<br />Like getting stabbed,<br />Your heart gasps,<br />And the pain spreads.<br />So you are alive after all...<br />Isn't it ironic?<br />You can only feel it when it hurts?<br /><br />Numb out.<br />Numb away.<br />Into nothingness...<br />So you don't have to feel.<br />Like suffocating,<br />You gasp for air.<br />So you are alive after all...<br />Isn't it ironic?<br />You can only feel it when you can't breathe?<br /><br />And you wish your nerves<br /> didn't work so well.<br />So you wouldn't know...<br />Your veins cry out --<br /> "Please Stop! We can't take it anymore!"<br />Isn't it ironic?<br />You can only feel...<br /> when you can't take it anymore?<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">Poems from the stream of conciousness...</div>Vavnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18263124600248844916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13013053.post-1141470480967993012006-03-04T16:29:00.000+05:302006-03-04T16:41:24.406+05:30Poetic Spam<span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >This is quite unorthodox, me posting a non-poem poem to this particular blog. But someone (Jackqueline Shala of lefiie19xlr at netsol.net) sent me the following. It was, naturally, a spam. But very poetic... so I couldn't stop myself from posting it. Thank you Jackqueline, whoever you are...<br />-- Vav<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">supposed to different anything development,</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">raise not companion? </span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">suddenly least wrong find arms.</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">whom light love side did. </span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">beautiful arms off music respect wanted.</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">wanted happened speaking least respect bad?</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">few pride human again respect gym? </span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">you wife speaking we gym fire. </span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">hard reference he.</span></span><br /><br />PS: The email subject line was entitled "XP PRO, OFFICE 2003 AND ALL AT ONLY $12-60 EACH, WE GIVE U LICENSE light". Strange thing, the internet is... Makes you think about AI and computers painting. What about poetry???<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">Poems from the stream of conciousness...</div>Vavnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18263124600248844916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13013053.post-1133635157700274172005-12-04T00:01:00.000+05:302006-01-24T01:17:03.010+05:30<p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">For Jaan...</span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Too good to be true<br />Source of my imagination<br />Inspirations ever flowing</span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">The point of origin<br />For all my creations<br />The wick for my burning flame.</span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Salt of the earth<br />You, who are the one and only.</span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">I may have missed the past thirty years<br />But I will not miss the next thirty million eons</span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Encouragement ever withstanding<br />Ever so mystical... lyrical<br /></span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Yet, ever so real<br />Stuff of my dreams<br />Embodiment in one being</span></p> <p style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">You, too good to be true.</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">Poems from the stream of conciousness...</div>Vavnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18263124600248844916noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13013053.post-1133634393817676382005-12-03T23:53:00.000+05:302005-12-03T23:56:33.903+05:30<p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal">NYC</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal">Nostalgia<br />Longing to be within<br />Yearning for the sights, smells and sounds<br />Of a city –</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal">Like a lover it waits<br />Distant,<br />Half the world away</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal">And it ever presents itself<br />So cruely<br />In movies<br />And songs<br />And conversations<br />Reminding you </p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal">Every turn you take<br />Accidental glimpses</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal">It is a character<br />A force to be reckoned with</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal">Slient<br />Yet,<br />As deadly as a jealous lover<br />Ever so possessing<br />Taking hold of the heart</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal">Engulfing,<br />Injecting persuasion</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal">The art of temptation.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer">Poems from the stream of conciousness...</div>Vavnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18263124600248844916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13013053.post-1133631088239129172005-12-03T22:27:00.000+05:302005-12-03T23:04:53.380+05:30<p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">Fallen ashes</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">All the ashes falling out of the tray<br />It’s like rewinding of the day<br />The stub of the cigarette still emits smoke<br />Though it has been crushed in a brutal way</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">The ashes fall out of the tray<br />While the sun still shines make hay</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>Lights are dying out<br />Dance to the music and let the body sway<br />They’re playing your song so shut your eyes<br />Hold me tight<br />And just stay<br /><br />With Heineken in hand<br />A cigarette in the other<br />Let all imagination fly<br />The stuff that was imprisoned for so long<br />So many hours.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">Music pours our like rain<br />Lets get wet<br />Forever and again<o:p><br /></o:p></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">The crowd fades away<br />And you still remain</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">But I still look for you<br />The height of our days<br /><o:p></o:p></p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">The ash fell out of the tray<br />I remember the first time you went away<br />Even though you leave everyday<o:p></o:p><br />I searched for that love in your eyes</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">The drowsy drunkenness<br />The illusion of heaven<br />You next to me,<br />In front of me</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">Infatuation into reality</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">Finally I had found you<br />My oasis in the desert.<br />You quenched all my longing and thirst.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">Epochs have passed in a second<br />Words have been spoken in silence</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">The pin drops<br />The music stops<br />A new moment<br />A new song</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">But we -- you and I<br />The same old refrain</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">A moment of the noise of the crowd<br />Yet you are there<br />And the silence of you is louder<br />Than anything else.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">You, ruler of my world<br />You, conqueror of my heart<br />You, the light and the dark<br />You, the song of a lark<br />You, the key to my secrets<br />You the ash in an empty tray<br />And that is me</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">The ash will fall in the tray </p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">Lighting the butt of the <span style="" lang="FR">cigarette</span><br />Ordering another beer</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">Mistakes keep happening<br />Retake after retakes<br />Light, camera, action<br />You direct me<br />And surprise I don’t need to act</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">I’m real ’cause you are my truth.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">Fallen ashes on the bar<br />Me thinking of you<br /><o:p></o:p><br />Wishing,<br />Just wishing you were here.<br />Wishing you’d spend every moment with me</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">Jealous of the elements<br />How unfair the universe is.</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">You’re not there<br />And still you’re here.<br />Missing you like crazy</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">Wish you were near!</p> <p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>I love you.<br />You’re still my ash,<br />And I your burning tray.<br /><br />(Written in Some Place Else – with Zyed)</p><div class="blogger-post-footer">Poems from the stream of conciousness...</div>Vavnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18263124600248844916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13013053.post-1132746485475198362005-11-23T16:44:00.000+05:302005-11-30T01:19:36.096+05:30<p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Theory of Relativity</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Old songs new faces<br />Reality of time<br />The changing climate<br />What is hidden,<br />Kept unanalyzed<br />Swallowed whole – the best method of mass media consumption –<br />Severed connections –<br />Dreams of unproportionate abstractions<br />Afflicting the afflicted –</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p>When you’ve walked down the same road<br />over and over,<br />again and again,<br />you’d expect the same results</span></p> <p style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Then,<br />One twist,<br />One turn changes all –<br />A different singularity<br />Parallel universes.</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer">Poems from the stream of conciousness...</div>Vavnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18263124600248844916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13013053.post-1116467640583980322005-05-19T07:12:00.000+05:302005-05-19T07:24:00.586+05:30Beginning<span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong>W</strong>elcome to the cronicles of a nomad heart,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"><strong> </strong>a weary traveller...</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"> <strong>W</strong>alk into familiar places and uncharted territories...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">Poems from the stream of conciousness...</div>Vavnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18263124600248844916noreply@blogger.com0