Saturday, June 13, 2015

You are right! Weed is the best medicine to heal broken hearts. It also helps you to break the blinkers

Friday, June 12, 2015

തണുപ്പ്

മരണത്തിന്റേയും വിരഹത്തിന്റെയും അനുഭൂതി തണുപ്പ് ആകുന്നത് വിരഹം മരണവും മരണം വിരഹവും ആകുന്നത് കൊണ്ടായിരിക്കും...   

Mea culpa... mea maxima culpa

I just saw this in draft folder. Don't know who or why wrote this!



"Mea Culpa", I don't say that often,
But did I now as I composed a song,
A song with tunes of boners,
My soul will sing for forever.

A tune that broke the strings of my lute,
Strings made of dreams and hopes,
I really craved and she came,
She came and fastened the strings.

Was she a stranger,
Still she did with softness of a kid,
She did take no time,
To take me to another world,
With the songs she played.

She was a stranger, always I realize,
As she walks out as a stranger,
With a nibble of broken string,
And a deep rip on her left bosom.

And I say
And I cry,
Mea culpa...
mea maxima culpa



PS: A friend of mine (PP) sent me the following video and lyrics

Enigma
Mea Culpa


Lord have mercy
Christ have mercy

I can't sleep anymore
(The time hascome)
I desire you
(The time hascome)
Take me
I'm yours
I'm guilty

I want to go to the end of my fantasies
I know it is forbidden
I am crazy. I am letting myself go
I'm guilty

Lord have mercy
Christ have mercy

I am here and somewhere else
I have nothing more
I am becoming crazy
I am letting myself go
I'm guilty

I can't sleep anymore
I desire you
Take me
I'm yours

Lord have mercy
Christ have mercy

I am here and somewhere else
I want everything,
When you want,
As you like
I'm guilty

Lord have mercy