Sunday, April 23, 2017

Love the way you make me feel

I love the way you make me feel that I am the one
I love the way you make me feel so good about being the one, the one

Lying on my bed with the yellow light,
Sipping slowly on the beautiful yellow one
Dreaming my dream my crazy dream of you
A naughty naughty laughter filled dream of you

I love the way you make me feel that I am the one
I love the way you make me feel so good about being the one, the one

I did not say a thing, love the way you let the silence ring
The lazy laughter, the feel of your skin tempting me to sin
You walked into my conflicted closed mind like a yellow ray
You make me loose myself to the unshackled me, the yellow me, the unlimiting me

I love the way you make me feel that I am the one
I love the way you make me feel so good about being the one, the one


Why Why Why ...

Why why why why
Why am I so nice nice nice nice
Can't I be so my my my my
Everybody’s so high high high high

The streets are full of vile
Makes me feel like a sipper so fragile
Don't you think I should smile
Pack a punch and be guile

Why why why why
Why am I so nice nice nice nice
Can't I be so my my my my
Everybody’s so high high high high

Why why why why
Why am I so nice nice nice nice
Can't I be so my my my my
Everybody’s so high high high high

Should I be the trampoline
Giving all a bounce so clean
Even if I lean
Or should I just be mean

Why why why why
Why am I so nice nice nice nice
Can't I be so my my my my
Everybody’s so high high high high

Why why why why
Why am I so nice nice nice nice
Can't I be so my my my my
Everybody’s so high high high high


Cheers!!!

Cheers!!!
Cheers!!! He said

What times we had
Some good and some bad
Always worried about us he was
But never one to show was he

Cheers!!!
Cheers!!! He said

A friend when needed was he
Never to poke like a bumble bee
Help me read through all the duplicity
The lies and the hypocrisy

Cheers!!!
Cheers!!! He said

He lived life in simplicity
Touched hearts in multiplicity
At times a pain with his idiosyncrasy
Alone from the world to be, so me

Cheers!!!
Cheers!!! He said







Saturday, April 16, 2016

Just Some Good 'Ol Jazz and Weed

Someday I will be the one
Someday I will be the man
Someday I will be prisoner to none

The open blue skies
The wooden log house
Working on the bike of my dreams
None to distract none to please
Just some good 'ol Jazz and Weed

Someday I will be the one
Someday I will be the man
Someday I will be prisoner to none

The rocky hill
The clear water
The chickens and organic green
Writing away as I please
Just clarity and no deceit

Someday I will be the one
Someday I will be the man
Someday I will be prisoner to none

Come to me if you please
But come to me by choice not to please
No time for those who please
So excuse me please
Just some good 'ol Jazz and Weed

Someday I will be the one
Someday I will be the man
Someday I will be prisoner to none

Rumble In The Jungle

Rumble in the Jungle
You can't stop my rumble
Uncle Sam did the blood, the oil
The oil, the blood did the blood

I have resigned the world
The world has resigned me
She called me a dope
The dope has given me hope

Hope for a lot of rope
Rope to stop the grope
Grope all they can
But I have found my rope

Rumble in the jungle I will cause
Say goodbye Uncle Sam
My time has come so stop me if you can
My jungle will make you rumble

Rumble in the jungle, here I am

Saturday, April 26, 2014

Crazy Hazy

It’s been ages since I did crazy
It’s been ages since I did Hazy
Crazy…Hazy…Bohemian
Bohemian I used to be
Bohemian I’d love to be
Bohemian Crazy Hazy me
What fun to be
Just like a honey bee
All set to be free
Nothing like a queen bee
Crazy Hazy Aloof me
Aloof like a loop, a ring to be
Escaping my lips to be
Crazy Hazy Bohemian me

Peace Bliss better than the honey bee

Monday, November 21, 2011

Need, Greed, Seed

Greed for Need, Need for Greed
What's the fun without a Seed?

Locking lips with the magic Weed
What bliss and pleasure Indeed
Floating away completely Freed

Greed for Need, Need for Greed
What's the fun without a Seed?

Life today moves on like a Tweed
Causing one to excessively Bleed
Sinking away at alarming Speed

Greed for Need, Need for Greed
What's the fun without a Seed?

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Vedic Nirvana

I fly free, free as a phoenix
The rest is a blur, a bitter sweet slur
A lonely child I do not despair
I wish that they were there but I do care

Love me tender love me dare
Free as a phoenix I flair
Alone I flourish alone I rare
In the Vedic Nirvana I share

Wanting for their attention their care
My childhood I did bare my innocence I did scare
Come to me oh mumma dadda I miss u bare
A lonely child I do not despair

Love me tender love me dare
Free as a phoenix I flair
Alone I flourish alone I rare
In the Vedic Nirvana I share

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Lost In My World Am I

By Nikhil Garth D'Rozario

Lost In My World Am I
A world of people, words, relationships & emotions for all to see
But is this a brew liked by all or me?

I try to search in the realms of reality
Sipping on my still full Pina Colada
Recognizing some of the ingredients, wondering about the rest
Merely used to it was I, Like I didn't any
I often wonder if I would ever realize or get what I wanted

Man can't live as an island and a true friend does exist
She along with our ray of light really define a large part of me
The rest is for me to free
Lost in my world am I
A world of people, words, relationships & emotions for all to see

I Fly So High

By Nikhil Garth D'Rozario

I fly so High
Coz I don't need to Sigh
With a smile I don't know Why
Oh what a high
I fly so High

Oh so high with whisky & Rye
In the depths of the rain I do Ply
Never the one to question Why
singing along in the company of a Fly
Oh what a high
I fly so High

Lost under this great blue Sky
Meadows of green anything but Dry
Swaying away better than a Try
Oh what a high
I fly so High

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Ying & Yang

I Love to Live
I Live to Love
Kill me to Will
Will me to kill

Food for Life
Life for food
Masturbation for the Hopeless
Hopless for Masturbation

Intelligence for the Foolish
Foolishly Intelligent
Me and my Mind
My mind and Me

Ying & Yang to be

Monday, August 9, 2010

The Greatest Why?

- By Nikhil Garth D'Rozario


Why you? Why me?
Under this big blue tree
Singing together
Like a Bumble bee

It's all one great design
For those to see
One big happy family
Why you? Why me?
Under this big blue tree

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

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Thursday, October 8, 2009

Why do you Despair

Why do you despair?
Coz I will always love, comfort and care

Stubborn but so lovely and fair
Wavy as your long brown hair

Why do you despair?
Coz I will always love, comfort and care

A bubbly bunch of crackers
All full of one line whackers

Why do you despair?
Coz I will always love, comfort and care

Life without you would be so bare
The lowest I would scare

Why do you despair?
Coz I will always love, comfort and care

The Mystery of Love

It’s beautiful, It’s fantabulous
It’s worth a million lifes, It’s worth a thousand tears
Oh how I wish I was always in love
So blissful, so serene, so warm

It’s ugly, It’s grotesque
It’s not worth a minute, It’s not worth a single tear
Oh how I wish I was never in love
So disturbed, so volatile, so cold

It’s beautiful, It’s fantabulous
It’s worth a million lifes, It’s worth a thousand tears
Oh how I wish I was always in love
So blissful, so serene, so warm

The Mystery of Love, the biggest mystery of them all
Puppy Love, Crush, Infatuation, First Love, Unadulterated Lust, Heart Break, True Love?

Sunday, December 7, 2008

It’s all about the Sugar

The last couple of days have been pretty heavy, turbulent, I must admit.

Milk!!! Let us look at this peculiar white liquid considered by most especially in India as the Mecca of strength and nutrition. Let’s take a closer look at it. A substance that is provided by a mother, even father in some cases, with the sole aim of providing the necessary nutrition to an infant - a brand new form of life.

Nutrition apart it is used for worship, raw material for various food preparations, etc. etc. It’s such a peaceful liquid so soothing so still, unless brought to boil.
BUT!!! BUT!!! What happens to this same liquid when it curdles - got spoilt, as we so say???? Toxic and not smooth anymore, this sick yellow substance becomes harmful to any and all. It disgusts, sends one grabbing one's nose.

However, the story does not end here...Oh my God you mean there is more???? Yes, indeed a lot more...Add a bit of sugar, and flavour if desired, and heat it till it dries up and you get one of the tastiest and most yummy sweets...

LIFE, I have realised is just like this milk my friend. We all start of life at a very peaceful, innocent pace completely untouched by this world and its ilk’s. Enough has been written about the trials and trivials of life and hence would not go down that boring lane once again. We all have our own struggles and battles to fight but the point is that we all have that moment in life that leads us to that curdling, we just need to know where to get that sugar from, not complain and complain and complain. Snap! that’s it, it’s so simple...I can find the sugar...no sweat...I’ll have a drink, I’ll go shopping, I’ll live life up!!

It is not about blaming the world for your ill’s...it’s not about the politicians, the terrorists or anything else. Escape routes, for redeeming ourselves of our own failure and frustrations, that’s all they are...

Meaning!!! We all need to find our own meaning of life...Back to the very basics of life...
Who am I?? What am I?? Why am I?? What do I want to do?? Where & When can I get fulfilment??

The sugar will sort itself out...

But then again to each his self...

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

We the Mighty

I the mighty always differed
The establishment – People; The other side – Life
Never the pre-conditioned, never the conventional one
I the mighty never feared

Till one day not so long ago I shuddered, I feared
I stared death in its eye and walked away
I thought I had emerged from it till 26/11 devastated
Having learnt to treasure life, I thought I would never fear
But then their brutality, their insanity, their lack of remorse
I feared!!!

But it was not fear; it was something far beyond fear
It was hurt, it was anxiety of not being able to do anything, it was pain
It was pain of the deepest kind, the crippling kind
But what could I do, a mute spectator a hapless bystander
Resolve!!!

Resolve to fight this pain
Resolve to live life free of the pain, the fear, the chains
Thwart the very purpose of their madness
Live life through my purposeful & just deeds and not mere words
Not like the irresponsible socialite, the politician, the fourth estate

They bore, they repel, they disgust
I the mighty will live, I the mighty will soar
I the mighty will roar, I the mighty will cure
I the mighty will know No fear, No pain, Only gain

But dare to imagine the effect if it were not just Me but We
We the mighty will live, We the mighty will soar
We the mighty will roar, We the mighty will cure
We the mighty will know No fear, No pain, Only gain

Obliterate the irresponsible socialite, the politician, the fourth estate,
Obliterate Muslim/Hindu terrorism,
Obliterate Pakistan sponsored terrorism,
Obliterate 9/11, 26/11.....

We the mighty will roar, We the mighty will cure

Thursday, November 20, 2008

The world is round I said

They asked me if I am fine
I asked me if I am fine
They asked me if I am happy
I asked me if I am happy

The world is round I said...

The world is growing they said
The world is only retarding I said
Everything is peaceful they said
Nothing is peaceful I said

The world is round I said...

I am bitter, I am hurt they said
I am peaceful I said
I am effected, I am cynical they said
I am happy I said

The world is still round I said...