The Raver's Anthem

FABLING UTOPIA, POLITICAL ASTRAY
ADDICTED TO THE RYTHEM
HUNGRY FOR THE SOUND

CHEMICAL JUNKIE OR DEMON CHILD
WORSE HAVE BEEN CALLED
FAMILY LOST, FAMILY FOUND
TECHNOLOGICAL TRIBE
NO COUNTRY, NO HOME

PROPHET-LESS RELIGION
MOTHER EARTH'S SPAWN
SEEKING THE MYSTIC MUSIC
READING SACRED LYRIC-LESS BOOKS

SEE, SMELL, TASTE, HEAR
BUT MOST OF ALL FEEL
LIVE IN THIS MOMENT
WHILE GOD SPEAKS OUT

TRANSCEND INTO THE PULSE
FROM CONCRETE TO CLAY
FROM STEEL TO WOOD
AWAKE, DAWN THE ROOTS

BURN THE STICKS
DECODE THE COLORS

SPREAD THIS HARMONY
TOLERATE THE UNKNOWING
LOVE THE SIMPLE

UNIT WITH THE ONE
FREE YOUR SOUL

THE NIGHT MAY END,THE SYSTEMS MAY BURN
THE SUN MAY RISE & THE MIND MAY SHUT
BUT THIS MOVEMENT WILL BEAT STRONG
FOR YOU AND I WILL DANCE ON & ON..

A RAVER'S MUSIC BEATS FOREVER IN HIS HEART.

Dream weaver .... ( Inspired by Niranjana )

These dangling drops of rain
Moist soil of winter vain,

You can’t make me go away
For I am here to only stay

Take this rose and simply say
Hidden word of love today

This facade of hide and seek
Or your mood to not even speak

Take a risk and come to me.
Through the window down the chimney

I wait for you in your garden
Please relieve me of this burden

It is you I always need
Like fire flies on a feed

A numb face with eyes dancing
Angelic mom without wings

Come to me, leave your mind
Do something real, cruel or kind.

Today let me be the Dream weaver
And you my fairy tale …

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Just my imagination... i dont even know her in person.

She ( Tribute tO Leenuka )

She is like a blade of grass…
Sharp and life giving…
She is like a church mass
Subtle and forgiving

She is like a wave on the sea
Steady, gentle, on a journey
She is like the warm ocean spree
Calm collected & Free

She is like a leaf in a storm
Hurt but dancing beautifully
She is like a white snow cone
Cold yet sweet as honey

She is to me is a poet….
A friend… family…

Just smile ( Dedicated to Amazing Alina )

You are my sunshine,
You are my dream,
You may seem a little weak,
Don't you dare go bleak.

Thousands you can support...
...with not your tiny hands,
But with your huge heart.

It not how you see yourself,
For your eyes cannot look inside You.

I see you fine & I know you well.
Look into my eyes and you'll see a different gal

The real Alina is,

Some one strong, Some one not defined
Some one who cant take no for an answer,
Some one who is truly n sync with what she feels.
Someone I cannot compare.

You my dear are something special ,
And even though I may not say it that often,

My life will be incomplete
without you in it, my dearest friend!

So today,
Just Smile and make my day further fine!

Dedicated to Alina.

The Mute Philosopher Or Poet ( Dedicated to POP )

Its a man I never met...
just a few words I had read.
A born escapist from the complex clan
No hunger for glory or fame.
Just loves to read between the lines.

A thinker of his time.
A finder of the Pattern Or Signs.
A keeper of the hidden lies.
A protectors of the break away artist.
A smart self sustaining mind
Hoping and looking into another find

The quoter of our time.
Digging hard to solve the poetic crime

Yet in the end of it all..
Too modest to let us know
How much he really knows!

This my friends is
The Mute Philospher or Poet ..i'm not sure!

Metaphoric Master(Dedication To Versatile Venkat)

Metaphoric Master or Abstract Artist

A dilute cause of the concentrated feel,
A rogue or black mixed into infinite.
Like Absinthe… a solid mix.

I speak of my brother and his foreign friend – His brain

This constant collide of ones self and existence,
An Insatiable burning desire to swallow the candle dry,
A helpless painting, still colorful and vibrant,
An abstract artist, the metaphoric master,
Thousand name I Christen him…
But one true to his … dyin kind.

You whose…
Thought processed into the shades uncharted,
Progressive patient in recovery,

Yet a doctor to me…
To this silent client.
I cherish how you coax words into explanations,
Denting our minds into the real and unknown world

Like the very rain that drops
Jargon to the foolish fragmented flocks.
Yet truth to the few insane
Meaning understood, said and found

No cloak, no hidden story
Just a brother with
No real mission, no glory.

Contradicting To my thought
Like my hazardous mind.
A twin to my friend
Like bread broken in kind.

A tribute to You my Brother!
My Saner Side!

Copyright©2007 Shivraj Rajaram

Dedicated to Venkat 15th May 2007

The new hindrance ( Dedicated to Hir!)

The old will stay old,
Their words further will not hold.
Written in stone for most,
Due to their old famous posts.

It’s a time for a new hindrance
Experiment my dear with the Evolving Era.
I found … where it would start,
Not in me… but in a young heart.

A learner of the classics
The preacher of their times.
Yet...Futuristic and savvy
She will breed new lines
& change fundamentals.

Characteristic raw & fresh …with a hunt for more.
Insatiable quest for knowledge & a Will to grow.
The hunger unknown... itself will break her mind into layers
Bring on the new dawn of poetic players

She may never know how it all unfolds,
But soon my god bless child will break free
Bring on the fall of this hypocrisy

A break away rebel she was born to be
that will the prophecy revealed ...just watch and see


Dedicated to the New Hindrance - Hir!!!