Random Rants II

You hit me hard,
You hurt me bad.
You crushed me in the palm of your hands.
You kissed my lips with poison sweet.
I lived and died in that sweet retreat.

Random Rants

You were supposed to be my angel of fire,
Keep igniting my desire.
You were an angel of that I'm sure,
An angel of death I'd die before.

An Angel

There she was,standing in the dark mist,
Cold, she knew it was,but could do nothing.
I could see her delicate hands
waving in the air, noises all around.

Lighted as she was, in that dress,
reminded me of a 'daddy's lil girl',
that shimmer of her face, the grace,
that contained her.

People abhorred her, the reason unknown.
they chaffed her, she gave nothing.
it was known, she wasn't waiting,
for someone who'd come in a tuxedo,
but someone who needed her.

Her eyes had the twinkle, purity,
the elegance of a young girl,
a quintessence of beauty,
but she was lovelorn, a lovelorn pearl.

Her messiah was missing,
she was rueful, still unabashed.
her wait soon ended,
he came and took her.

They looked scandalised, like scarecrows,
she looked scrappy to them,
and they didn't care,
Cause she was no Madonna,
though lured her themselves, lurked for her.

Next day, she's waiting again,
for the epistle of love, getting enthralled,
with a gleeful face, halo over her head,
but her heart sore.
I call her an Angel, they call her a Whore.

Mr. Demented II

Imma do it all,
You might do a few.
Imma shine in the spotlight,
while you lick your wounds,
Imma make it big,
while you just make it through.
I'm Mr. Demented,
You wish u were too...

I might live a lil longer, but you're gonna live forever after...-- A tribute

Remember the days,we camped in your room.
Drank from sun dip till the early noon.
Talkin bout love, sex n money,
Fighting truth and cheating destiny.

You remember talks about the future,
You'd be a scientist me a dictator.
Watching the world go on like THE CREATOR,
Sparking fights then be a spectator.

I hear people talkin about you.
People who we never even talked to.
Sayin things, 'We r gonna miss you',
Writing on walls like its gonna get you.
Fuckin asses walls ain't for immortals,
Start grinnin ya'll got no losses.

Remember the eastside drama with Denver.
Slapped a mother fu*ka, who was tryna act clever.
Things got really fu*ked up pretty soon,
We choked but u stuck up like you always do.
Owe my life for that to you.
Exaggeratin? You know I never do.

Life would've been so different without you,
Maybe there would've been no life without you
You were the peacemaker of our lil 'group'.
Drowned all egos & squashed all feuds.

You heard I had a spat with PSYCHO,
He wanted to kill me.
I would've died too.
At times i wish body was stronger than soul,
Coz you left behind memories so cold.
You changed so many lives and then jus left,
For that you shud've been hanged till ten deaths.

Our story ends without a sequel,
Thats why DEMENTED don't make friends with people.
If you love someone gotta let it out,
Dont give a dam about the way it sound.
Cause you never know when its time to go,
Leavin back photos on a fu*kin phone.

Got a doubt? Come knock on my door,
I'll show whats life in the blistering cold.
Who'd know it better than me, now,
I held it in all the way through, how?
No I ain't never gonna let that shit get out,
Thats a cipher thats gonna remain forever locked out.

Time goes on,
The whole world moves on.
DEMENTED, hes gone;
Now its jus me who'll carry on.
Truth be told, you were never gone,
You've been livin through me all along...


This one came out last December, when for some god dam reason I was really truly missing my truest friend Samir About him, hmmm... He was everything that you'd wanna have in your ideal friend. Would read the words before I aired it out. Don't wanna get into a lot of it. What you just read was a small episode of our roller coaster of a journey you call life.

Mr. Demented

I thought we were strong,
I thought we would last for long,
I thought that we belong…
They all said you were dreaming,
You were f*#king dreaming.
I said f*#k you’ll be gone
Be gone, mother f*#kers be gone…
Should have heard, should have listened,
Now its just too late to reminisce in.
No I wont be gone,
Imma rise just wont be gone.
Chase you down rip you open,
Shove my dick just to stop you from screaming.
F*#k you in the dirt that the world just peed in
Ya… scream, go on and scream.
Haha… nobody listen,
Nobody ever listens
Coz you messed with me, Nobody messes with me.
You messed with me f*#kin bitch
How couldn’t you know it was me.
Now you know its me…
Mr Demented thats who you’ll never want it to be


This is not exactly a fresh post. It was penned in 2010 when I was going through a roller coaster of a ride called life. Which I may add was ten folds tougher than an average teen(according to me). This was my Eminem phase as well. So the language gets a little bit explicit at times, which I didn’t want to change, cause that would not deliver the same message as intended back then. So what you’ve read is a part of my persona of my rebellious teens.