Tag Archives: passion

Heart Surgery

Cut you out of my heart?
How can I imagine doing that?
My heart is you, you are my heart

You are in every part
From the first to the last
From the finish to the start

From the pulse throbbing through each vein
Till the very last drop of blood to remain
Each heartbeat sighs your name over again

Cut you out of my heart?
If only it was easy as that
You are impossible to live without

But you act as if you could not care less
My life without you is meaningless
I have to operate to clean up this mess

I never want to cry, never be hurt again
Never lose sleep, never risk going insane
Once and for all cut out the unbearable pain

Cut you out of my heart?
Take a scalpel, slice my chest apart
Grab my beating heart, cut it clean out.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.

Azad!!

What have we always wanted?
The one thing we always wanted?
Azadi!

From day one you made the wrong choice
From day one you refused to listen to our voice
Azadi!

Your army seven hundred thousand strong
Occupation, torture, rape, murder, so, so strong
Azadi!

Branded us terrorists, you sold it so well
The world bought it, we went through hell
Azadi!

We are more than willing and able
We will win at the negotiating table
Azadi!

We have paid the price with our blood
Our prayers have been answered by God
Azadi!

The countless dead, the rivers of blood
Now freedom is rushing forward like a flood
Azadi!

For the first time we control the narrative
We asked and asked, now you have to give
Azadi!

Truth, justice, freedom, the stars are aligned
The world on our side, the treaty will be signed
Azadi!

There was only one way this could end
You cannot deny us, Kashmir is OUR land
Azadi!

In order to get out of the quagmire
The enemy has to be free of Kashmir
Azadi!

Go back to your own country
I am free … I now set you free
Azadi!

Heaven on earth, Kashmir
Kashmir, Azad Kashmir
Azad!!

(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.

Freedom!!

Born free … then forced to live in captivity
Born free … then forced to live in poverty
Kill the oppressor and be born again, born free
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

Take the precaution to know your enemy
Or you will pay with your life and liberty
Rise up and defend your home and family
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

The enemy is anyone who bogs you down in mediocrity
The enemy is anything that blocks your creativity
Break free when they try to suffocate your humanity
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

Control the narrative, that is half the victory
The winner gets to write his version of history
Fight like a lion to kill the brutal enemy
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

Bullets and torture are used to enforce their policy
They commit war crimes with impunity, without mercy
Fight to the end, with your last breath shout ‘Liberty!’
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

Changing their slogans is part of the strategy
Their marketing sells the victim as the enemy
Take over the narrative and set yourself free
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

The weak have no hope of winning equality
The meek will inherit the dirt, buried by tyranny
You must kill to take back your country
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

Rise up and annihilate your enemy
Swim in a sea of their blood to be free
It is the golden rule of history
Azadi! ….. Azadi! ….. Azadi!

(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.

Amputation

After years of stop … pause … stay … or go
In dread I came to your room to say goodbye
Gingerly I made small talk … to stifle the cry
Too afraid to ask for one last hug, one last kiss
(My medicine, your magic hug, your healing kiss)
It would have killed me to hear you say ‘No’.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.

Trigger

God appears to the Creative Man
“I will whisper in your ear
And you bring forth a form
For all men to witness.”

The artist, inspired, expresses in words plain
His heart and soul, in all their glory, laid bare
Reveal the Ideal that should be the norm
Mirror the higher power behind the Bliss.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2019.

Mantra

Why should we limit our Selves by only paying homage
To the lower-class man paid to die fighting his counter self
A mindful man may show as reckless a courage
Daring to enter into the abyss of himself.

(wordplay with W. B. Yeats).

(c) Satori Publishing, 2018.

Life In Four Lines

Since the dawn of time scratching the head to ignite
Trudging daily on the treadmill to preserve the spark
The very last thought is like the switching off of a light
No-body is conscious of the worm in the dark.

(c)Satori Publishing, 2018.

Not Your Fault

Shame? Depression?
Sit alone and cry?
Lay down and die?
Your fault you were broken?

No! No! No! Know this —-
The break is not weakness
You live to fight another day
The fracture will set stronger
AT THE POINT IT WAS BROKEN
Stand up!! A complete person
God’s creation, a thing of Wonder!

(c)Satori Publishing, 2018.