Iron lung Diaries

Waiting for the train finally, void tickets for the ride, you'll never know if you'll be making the ride or not What you know is  inexplicable but a total reality if bought everything for the ride  you'll be occupied by it, while an empty cage thrive to  be full before it's vanquished Some long to bunk the ride and last for being taken to heart  A few won't balk to leave  a trail of his own the Lonely ride always leaves the one watching to behold and torment the incinerated thoughts ride with you helpless of telling those left behind that the ride is  one  takes it all at the end for it comes to a naught.

Exhilarated in the joint play despised the warning signs never saw the shrewd eyes planning of a mockery. Deceived by the plastic clad compassion surrendered to the derisive Taken apart by sympathy never cared for the sole opulence . but the vicious always does the awful the oblivious folk never believed and only saw the glossy clad estranged from the herd with the new exotica Frail legs walked alone locked to a  path of it's own gained vigor in the lonely path only to have an innate conscience the callous pal had croaked by soul when he reckoned the deceit. tired of the fake clan the lamb heads straight unattached to a life of an eternal self.

In the dark hazes of sorrow, surrounds me some faces so somber still can't get  to the gospel fumes of pleasure taught me ignited by the temptation when airs of tension filled in  me prompted by anxiety in a prolonged waiting to vent the anger  in a cauldron puffed the crazy vapors the white soldiers of death  now laid me deep numb and silent six feet under.

With such  a futile smile  "they" put you in a place so vile "they" make you look like a freak and blame you for such a reek  "they" groom you to an identity which lands you to a big pity "they" find in you every reason to screw till an arrogance in you will brew  Losers! , behind you can  drag this is for  only people who can brag like criminals you will be greeted after all "they" have devastated Fools you l hope for high grade you won't even get a spade like a stray you will wander but it will make them no wonder  Inspite "they" ask why do you crave for its you who came to our cave.

                                                Sometimes Parasitism breeds from  coexistence which grows malignant over time. Analogous is the situation when it comes to the case of movie and music. When films were born, it was mute. Slowly like a child learning from his faltering steps it gradually learnt speaking and gained the  ingredients to add to it's growth. But silently music seeped through to become the blood of a film. An able back ground score sticks the viewer to the story line and keeps him intrigued throughout the film. But if it does not do justice to what it should enrich then it spoils the whole essence of the film. In our country, music thrives on film industry.It has almost become more of a success code that films can do good only if it has got a set of  nice songs. But unlike the contemporaries some are breaking out of the code...