There's something for EVERYONE

THERE'S SOMETHING FOR EVERYONE



This blog consists of random musings, poetry, songs, parodies and stories born out of Awesome guitar solos, Boredom madness and Twilight fever.



I know what your thinking- Twilight? NEXT BLOG. But lets look at this objectively- i'm a female, susceptible to romantic fantasies ( i know, it annoys me too), it has hot people, and thirdly i've always had this vampire obssession and have watched practically every vampire sop or movie there is.



Then there is the case of boredom madness- u know when you're in class, and its not your average droning lecture but the kind of moronic lecture where the guy tries to make you participate in the said boring lecture and tries to use humor, sarcasm and even narcissism to get you interested? That makes me VERY sad. Therefore to escape into an alternate reality of poetic non-awkwardness, i have been forced to write some randomness that to me feels like some sort of an outlet. Sort of like punching a wall.



3rdly Guitar solos. Ever had those moments when you hear this certain kinda music and it SEIZES you and warps your mind and you feel disoriented thereafter? yep.. there's some of those moment-inspired writting too.



so here's me- past and present

enjoy :-)



To make this page easier to understand

To make this page easier to understand
i have divided my posts in to the phases of my life which correspond to what i've written and when i'd written them, they are-

The juvenile phase

The angsty phase

The self discovery phase

The thoughtful phase

The mature phase (which is where i am right now )



aaaaaand there might be a few combinations there-of

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

SANTACLAUS IS COMING TO TOWN (a manipal crows parody) {from juvenile-mature phase}

you better watch out
you'll ptobably cry
you'll probably shout
im telling you why

the crows of manipal are circling- the town

you'll keep shaking your fist
cos you got bombed twice
they're gonna find out
if you've got chips OR pies

then the crows will a-ttack your chow

they see when you're eating
they know when you're awake
they know when you're late to class
and put their icing on your cake

you better carry a-
brown paper bag
cos their villanous eyes
cant look throught that

the crows of manipal are cawing, right now

little beady eyes
crooked black beaks
like Agent Smith
in the matrix trilogy

the crows are taking over the world

little children
and grown up men
shriek cos they got
pecked like hens

the crows sure are getting closer

SO you better watch out
you'll ptobably cry
you'll probably shout
im telling you why

the crows of manipal are circling the town

Monday, December 13, 2010

GOD REST YE MERRY GENTLEMEN (a Twilight parody of a christmas carol) {from mature-juvenile phase}

God rest ye ladies and gentlemen
and fangirls, attention pay
Rob pattinson, the Twilight star
was born on the 13th of May
to save Bella from Satan's power
in this movie he's called "James"
o tidings of romance and joy,
of girl and boy
o tidings of a revolution born

In London, in Britain,
this blessed babe was born
and played "Cedric" in Harry Potter
before, as "Edward" he was known
in Glamour's "sexiest Vampires"
his beautiful face was shown
o tidings of no consequence
no none at all
o tidings that make no difference in our lives

from Stephanie Meyer,the author
a clear message came;
that if you dont have a partner
you should be ashamed
How all boys fall for the awkward girl
well except for James
no he likes girls with red hair, yeah-
satanic even
and she spends 2 books trying to kill Bella

"fear nothing" said the Angel
yes Edward,(good guess), is he
"you're my reason for existence"
quoting book one,two and three
if he says it a hundred more times
still SHOCKED, Bella would be
o she's taking advanced bio classes
but still ditsy
o Edward is the ideal mate it seems

but then came Jacob, the werewolf
and fangirls rejoiced in mind
here's a 16year old with a six pack
shirtless in storm and wind
he fell for Bella straightaway
a love triangle we find
o tidings of Bella's confusion
of whom to choose
o tidings, that werewolves always lose

the Volturi, vampire royalty
want Edward by their side
and Alice- who sees the future
and cos Edward can read minds
they threaten to kill Bella
unless she joins vampirekind
o tidings of vampires' beauty
something Bella needs
also tidings of Jacob and Edwards upcoming fight

Now to the series, sing praises,
all of you, in two minds
you can be in love with 2 people
although you are one of three kinds
human, vampire and werewolves
the reason is something divine
o Forks is a magical place
a teenage haven
Love, is all thats important here

check out the original here- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NM57M6NwJvw

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

The Lost Super-hero - a song {from Angsty phase}

The day is done, roll credits in the dark
think back, feel tall, feel small, fel empty
more pain than pleasure, more regret, but still
there's light, there's hope, to be free

But he's falling through an abyss of smiles
those that are fake, and real ones he cant return
he feels everything, he believes in nothing but him-
his existence, as his dreams of the stars burn

wish it could be different, but its not
wish he wasnt screaming, but it wont stop
on and on inside breaking his heart..
feeling hollowed out, he trembles, cold
the ghouls pf his past and his soul that was sold
come back to haunt him; its out of his control

the world is drowning, clinging to itself for support
and feel its need, its greed, its misery that loves you
sucking him in as he struggles against the quick sand
of the realisation that evades others, just to blind YOU

move on, stay strong, dont sense it, dont greet it
he still guards his power to release the universe, to be
everything that he shouldnt be, but what everyone needs
but there're civilians in this war, the unwitting soldiers
... now he cant be free

wish it could be different, but its not
wish he wasnt screaming, but it wont stop
on and on inside breaking his heart..
feeling hollowed out, he trembles, cold
the ghouls of his past and his soul that was sold
come back to haunt him; its out of his control

Shit's my life (parody) {from juvenile phase}

* wauv-wauv dun-dun-dun dun--dun * (x2)

This aint the song for the teeny boppers
* wauv-wauv dun-dun-dun dun--dun *
no sing along for the tiny totters
* wauv-wauv dun-dun-dun dun--dun *
cos i aint gonna be just a whino in the crowd
gonna hear my cry when i shout it out loud

CHORUS
Shit's my liiiiife
and i'm a bathroom cleaner
the smell is gonna stay forever
i just wanna breathe when i'm at work..
shit's my liiiife
my bath is like a dip in the sewer
cos i aint got no place to live neither
gotta make do with toilet water
SHIT'S
MY
LIFE

BROKEN STRING- poem {from mature phase}

i tried to write you a song
a song that would mean everything
but once again, i did things wrong
tuned too high and broke the string

how simple, and how metaphoric
how ironic, that it should happen
didnt want anything enough before
and now that i do,i'm disheartened

i have screamed,and i have cursed
you listened to me in silence
when i was done and stood trembling
you held me, as your penance

you cried no tears,confessed no fears
i wondered about you, grasping
but mostly i was caught up in me
why try when there was no point asking?

your stoic face and solid stance
sharply contrasting your delicate hands
gentle voice and wordless grace
your eyes stolen from distant lands

i scoffed at, smothered and infected
every dream that you saw out 'there'
i wanted you here, i wanted you near
yet your disappointment was hard to bear

i saw you wither slowly and surely
pieces of your soul steadily fading
i wanted to help and be there for you
but another hit and i lost track again

when i came to, you were far away
you resented everything and felt nothing
i know i hurt you and wound you too tight,
and you snapped just like my guitar string