Nightmare Of A Summer Painter!

Nightmare Of A Summer Painter
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Nightmare Of A Summer Painter!

He was afraid

The pitch was going to be drained

Where time became irrelevant,

Vision had lost its lifetime fuel,

Lyrics of the prime song became insignificant

Bounded by explicit or maybe, implicit rule


The summer painter wondered all night

Thinking about the winter road,

Discoloring the substantial amount of ride

Just to sleep in the dream store

What to catch, where to hide

Struggling with overflow of ideas at the universe core!

A Man without a Head


A Man without a Head

In the yellow light of paradise
I walked in for delight
Brink shore in hallucinating land
I waged for new life

I dug up the whole city
Ran through the realm, waste!
Rebooted my dexterity, somehow
But what I found was ‘A man without a head’

Brick by brick I stored everything
Swing by swing I held my breath
But this man couldn’t seem to grow up
Instead, He was demonically wandering on the lane

I wept whole night at the sea
Trying to figure out what went wrong
He tapped on my back in his well suited dress
“Don’t punish yourself, be strong!”

Let me put my goggle on


Let me put my goggle on! 

I tend to talk with people,

Keep smile with cherishing eyes,

No wonder, they want to know more about me

But I reckon I am empty inside.

So, I freeze the awkward moment and say,

Let me take the goggle and put my eyes behind.


Still I happen to interact with them,

Involve in friendship-relationship mine,

Suddenly I got a feeling, they would go forever,

Then I would be lonely again and would whine.

So, I fume an illusion and whisper,

Let me take the goggle and put my eyes behind.


After all this I made friends and love,

Share the story and try to connect with them, oh sigh!

As I told before, eventually, they are gone

And I, a lonesome soul, keep remember them and rhyme.

So, I steal the painful time and shout,

Let me take the goggle and put my eyes behind.


When I think back for a while,

I come to understand my whole life.

It has been in scared, panic, ignorant,

And a frustrated world with phony smile.

So, I break my superstitious pot and utter words

Let me take off the goggle and stop being king of satire.

A Genie in a Bottle


A Genie in a Bottle

A light musical note of trumpets in the air,

Room was full of silence

With green dim lights on the wall

And Full moon was peeping through darkness.


Paintings were hanging all over, reeling souvenir,

A mewing voice of cat, resentful!

Those curtains were blowing in the breezy wind,

One black diamond was shining at open door, wonderful!


A table was kept in the middle,

Where a glass jar with wooden cap was placed at the center,

One flexible, flying blue body with sadness in his face

was locked inside, oh dear!


He was hitting the bottle wall with his tiny hand,

Poor devil, mourning for his lost power, humming.

Curiously you pulled the cap, freed the blue genie,

Oh look at that, he was full happy and dancing!


He roamed all over the corner

created a magical sparkle clap, cheering!

He came over to you then and asked

Would you like to wish for something?

Extremely Loud, Hear Them Out


Extremely Loud, Hear Them Out

If you observe your surroundings closely,

Reign of sound terrorizes your whole body,

No matter where you go,

It will follow you till eternity.


You exclaim your anger,

Unify the periodic extreme emotion,

Just because a pinch of noise

Startles you and detracts your relaxation.


You cover your ears so hard,

Try to run so far and scream like hell,

But nothing gives you peace

And you find this world so small on your scale.


People talk, shout, cry,

whisper, blabber and sometimes sing,

But they forgot to listen

Everybody wants to share something.


In all this noise, extremely loud,

When you start to hear them out,

The world would sense serenity

And You’ll feel the ecstatic presence of musical surround!

Oh Rupert, Get me out of here


Oh Rupert, Get me out of here!

A blood coloured brick wall

Where there were no windows to glance,

It felt like little marijuana mixed in the air

Which kept my mind hallucinating, in state of trance,

Those annoying whispers plugged into my ears,

Oh Rupert, Get me out of here!


The acidic rain just crawled down,

Burning all my charismatic character,

A solid giant mud pie were giving me company,

Grabbing me in to their heartless outlander,

To redeem my story back on the track I shouted

Oh Please Rupert, Get me out of here!


A lightening strikes few miles away with massive sound,

Almost annihilated all of the city,

A turbulent wave of wind started twisting around me,

Spreading fade vision to my eyes, oh Almighty!

Finally I, out of misery, cried out of my nerve

Rupert! Get me out of here…

Get me out of here…

Out of here…


And I opened my eyes,

In this sunny day, no one was around,

My utterly perplexed mind abbreviating emotion,

I started feeling dizzy by ‘silence’ sound,

Suddenly it comes to my head, asking like a favour,

Oh Rupert, put me back there!

Paint The Emotion Black


Paint The Emotion Black

I don’t want to pry

But will you tell me the reason?

I have no money to buy

But will you sell me the emotion?


I kind of lost the connection

Will you help me to find out why?

My simplicity gives me complexion

Will you teach me how to comply?


Back in the past,

Suddenly, I was kicked from the friendship tree,

I kept on smiling to let them take me back

But they never had time to listen to my plea.


On the tip of musical chanter

My words got out of sync, ah sweet!

They judged the whole scenario dubiously,

Instantaneously started calling me creep.


Eventually, I leapt myself up

And searched for the magic colour,

I painted my reason blue

And mixed my emotion with black dropper.

Now, I, a simple man,

Out of eagerness,

Living a normal life

In the numbness.

Second Chapter Emotion turned Orange click here