Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Illustration for Wish

A sketch for my poem, Wish.....
http://aarti-duggal.blogspot.com/2011/08/wish.html

In the Sky

To the times when there was a world above the clouds.... when nobody knew what layed above.........when imaginations ran wild without the weight of logic.... to the times when logic was our creation and imagination was a compulsion....

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

TITLE LESS

Wrote it in a super angry mood.....

I'm not dying because of you
To save you from some guilt
Which I know is anything but true
Breaking the castle of illusions that I built
I'm not opening these veins for you
Its me that I sought to revenge
Painting the red on my heart's blue
Forcing off this veil of pretense
I'm not silencing these beats for you my dear
Punishing myself one last time
For leaving me with loneliness and fear
And taking away all that was mine


Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Imitate

Let's all imitate
What's wrong in believing
Everything around you is just for you
You lent it to the world
To follow the script
The script of the REAL almighty
Let's pretend
Yay!!!! world let's go
Bring out your best disguise
Let's laugh till it becomes real
Let's cry till we get the right reason
Enjoy the foulness of our soul's hollowness
Let's pretend to know
The meaning we keep talking about
Smother your lips with the asses
Asses we pretend to live for
Let's live it through
The pretension without suspicion
Let's enjoy the laughter
Till we know its ourselves
We are winking at

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

JUST A SONG

sometimes when you want to do the one thing that you love the most and you can't do it , you go insane.....this poem is about a person who wants to listen to his favorite song.......


Just a song is what I wish for
Some peace to let us alone
Just me and my beloved song
I come back everyday
To the life lived no other way
I like the sound of others around me
Life sprouting up and life aging away
But not as much as my song
Long forgotten in the voices that I hear all the time
Angry cookers and scheming wives
I tried you know
Tried the all time favorite
Finding peace in the obvious sounds
Sounds of life around me
Brimming with innocence, joy
And the revenge of normalcy
Left no corner unheard
Waiting for some privacy
For me and my beloved song
But they disagreed
The ones making music around me
Found vulgarity in my wish
Then one day it was the turn of the day
To turn into the chosen one
The day I would say no
The day I would light the match
Set fire to my burning desire
Let the song fondle me
Lick me with the tune
Devour me with the beats
Moving Up and down
Through my spine
Playing with me on the dusty tape recorder
Making love to me in the silence
The silence of my burnt down house
For a moment I felt at home
With me and my calmed down soul
Till the sirens interrupted
Bringing what I knew was coming
 Feeling like the joyous groom
The groom of a black widow spider
 

Saturday, September 10, 2011

RAW


Sometimes I rub them when they’re raw
Sometimes when they are wounds
Sometimes when they are feelings
Sometimes when they are noises
Sometimes when they are thoughts
Sometimes when they are people
Sometimes when its love
Sometimes when they are charcoal sketches
Sometimes when they are nerves
Sometimes when they are boiling hot
Sometimes when they are memories
Sometimes when they are goodbyes
Sometimes when they are too raw to chew
Too raw to pass through

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

CALM


Question

Its good to be the question
In a world full of obsession
Why be the answer
When you don't know your cancer
You try every lane
But miss every train
You want it the most
Need it the least
Yet every transition
Leaves you in confusion
Not fit to be here
Yet a misfit in that somewhere
Lived most of it searching
And found comfort in not answering

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

The Good, The Bad and The Ugly

A very low grade scan of my original sketch. Done with charcoal and cheap(really low quality) color pencils......

HOPE


I will find it in the last missed train
I will find it in the hair-clogged drain
I will find it in a stolen suitcase
I will find it in the chewing gum in my hair
I will find it climbing the 500th stair
I will find it in my mother’s black eye
I will find it in the rings of fat on my thigh
I will find it listening to ‘Fireworks’ playing on my iPod
While it floats in the shitpot
I will find it in the vulgar smile of your pink teddy bear
I will find it in my millionth tear
I will find it watching a smashed cockroach fly
I will find it waiting for your one last try
I will find it in the hopeless reflection in the mirror
Because I’m still standing there hoping that hope is near




Thursday, August 25, 2011

WISH


He wished for death every day
Every day seemed just another wasteful day
He wished to be crushed by the speeding train or to be choked by the noose on the ceiling fan
He wished to drown into the bath tub or get fried in the morning sun
But death hated him
Never even got close to him
Longed for it more than any lover would
With all the means to embrace it but not the guts
He begged and begged n begged
People around him loved him so much that they killed him with their love
But that’s not the death he wanted
He wanted a different end
Life seemed a little better one day
The sun soothed his pain and the water calmed his brain
Every view was a different view
Like changing glasses changed the shades
Yellow and red became the new black and grey
Life seemed brighter than a dusty light bulb
love and longing felt more like a cup of hot chocolate
He wished for a peck on his cheek..just a brush of innocence
But he got a sinful kiss
So sudden and deep
He wished for it for a lifetime and somebody gave it to him
the day he wanted it the least
kissed and left him alone
the greatest sin a lover could make
dipped him into itself and threw him out when he was about to drown
but do you complain if the lover is death?
Left him motionless with only a mind to contemplate
Then started his life again
The wish to die everyday
Complaining to death for not making love to him           
For coming to him the day he found another love