I've got this writer's block

I get this writer's block,
It comes as quite a shock,
And now I'm stuck between a hard place and the biggest rock.

In my own head consumed,
I sit back in my room,
It's like the tapestries of life get tangled in the loom.

Ha, I wish I could've made this up myself but, unfortunately, I've got this writer's block. I just picked up this lyric from a house track I heard a long time back in a David Vendetta set.

No kidding, I can't think of anything serious to write these days. Am I way too jobless to think of anything serious? Or am I out of my 'depression'? Whatever it be, I need it to end.

I'm lying low

I dedicate this, my 100th post, to the educated people of this country, who have to sit through the nightmare that is Indian Politics. Here's a few lines from Coldplay's Violet Hill which made me say - "My thoughts exactly".

When the future's architectured
By a carnival of idiots on show
You'd better lie low

Yeah, I'm lying low.

p.s. - Violet Hill has nothing to do with politics or India. These are just random lines from the song that somehow made some sense to me.

We Lie Awake

Long time since
I lay awake
wondering
wandering
dreaming

of life and love
and God above

making
things possible
when they couldn't be
hoping
against hope
and destiny

'twas the time
when fantasies
came true
when love
came through

problems came
to nought
worries, forgot

yet, sometimes
melancholy struck
tender strings of the heart
it pluck'd
washing away
the yellows and reds
and leaving behind
the blues

deep within
the brain in a frenzy
of activity
when darkness falls
in a flash
and the raging fire
turns to ash

-Aviraj
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This, I think, is the first real poem I've ever written. This, (again) I think, is the first time I've written a poem without feeling the 'need' to write one. All my previous poems (if you can call them that) were simply things I needed to tell myself and ended up telling the world. This poem had no real sentimental value, no real meaning to me when I wrote it, but now it probably does. This poem was born from a simple thought which struck me on my way back from work one day, while I was listening to The Escapist from Coldplay's Viva La Vida.

And in the end
We lie awake
And we dream
of making our escape

These simple words reminded me of the time when I used to sleep at human hours. Or rather try to sleep. I used to lie awake in bed for hours at times. And now I miss the thoughts that sprinted through my head then. It's been a good 3 years. Seriously, I really wish to make my sleep count sometimes.

P.S. - For all my 'creativity', I couldn't come up with a title/name for this poem. Rather unimaginatively, I plagiarized Coldplay's lyric, albeit temporarily. Any good suggestions would be welcome and appreciated.

Viva La Coldplay

Coldplay rocks. Or soft rocks. Or probably alternative rocks. Or whatever you wanna call it. But they sure do it bloody well.

It's settled then. They're definitely in my top 3 all-time favourites. Bryan Adams, Coldplay and Evanescence - in no particular order.

I got hold of Coldplay's last album, Viva La Vida, only this past week. And I loved it. Just 2 hearings and I already have a favourite song. See why.

Yes!

When it started we had high hopes
Now my back's on the line
My back's on the ropes
When it started we were alright
But night makes a fool
of us in the daylight

There we were dying of frustration
Saying "Lord lead me not into temptation"
But it's not easy when she turns you on
Sin, stay gone

If you'd only, if you'd only said yes
Whether you will's anybody's guess
God, only God knows I'm trying my best
But I'm just so tired of this loneliness

So up they picked me by the big toe
I was held from the rooftop, then they let go
Dizzily screaming 'Let the windows down'
As I crumble to the ground

If you'd only if you'd only say yes
Whether you will's anybody's guess
God, only God knows she won't let me rest
But I'm just so tired of this loneliness
I've become so tired of this loneliness

 It's easy to see why this song is so awesome. Incredibly moving, incredibly hard-hitting, incredibly appropriate. Yeah, there are quite a few others on the album that I absolutely fantastic, but this one stood out for some reason. Here, give it an ear.


Yes by Coldplay  

P.S. - Someone get them to tour Mumbai!

Your Loving Arms

Sometimes the way that you act makes me wonder
What I am to you,
Sometimes I can't stand the way that I'm acting
To be part of the things you do.
Often I've asked you for too much of your time
Like I'm stealing.
And when I dream of the fear that you're leaving
I reach out.
Oh baby then you
Put your loving arms around me
And you whisper to me when you
Put your loving arms around me
And inside your arms I'm burning...