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When Heroes Fall!

--
As reality engulfs me & dreams desert,
A little tiredness creeps into my body.

I dont remember the illusion anymore.
It's vague and blur
Like the shadow of failing light

I dont feel anything
No happiness, No sorrow,
Just a little pain.

I don't know what happened.
All those years of glory have just vanished,
Removed from my memory.

Love has ceased but hate has not replaced it.

Now I do not care.

He was my idol, my hero,
He was a good man
How could he have done this?
I dont understand.

Money comes and so does fame,
But when the image gets tarnished,
Money becomes a blame.

My idol has fallen,
Fallen from the throne,
His larger than life image has gone,
Now he looks smaller, even smaller than me.

He needs to rise again,
For my sake.
The illusion cant just disappear leaving me helpless,
No footsteps remain which I can follow...

Now it's just the desert, the sands of time and me.

...Am walking alone

Black and White

--
The misunderstood colors,
Misunderstood as colors,
Misunderstood as evil and good,
Misunderstood as dark and pure,
Misunderstood like me and you.

Black and white,
Like Adam and Eve,
Like Death and Life,
And in between we weave.

Black and white,
Estranged lovers,
Estranged friends,
Estranged but not strangers,
Estranged like me and you.

Black and white,
Like borders on a blank paper,
Like caricatures,
Like illustrations,
Like silhouettes in the white sky,
Like sorrow and joy.

Black and white,
Like desire and love,
Like wishes and dreams,
Like depression and sorrow,
Like optimism and hope

Black and white,
Like the prostitute and the housewife,
Like the beggar and the borrower,
Like a lover and a friend,
Like me and you.

Black and white,
Like reality and truth,
Like self inflicted loneliness,
Like joy in life,
Like joy in death.

Black and white,
Like two wise men in one house,
Like a cup of coffee with sugar cubes,
Like a dead white flower on a zebra crossing,
Like a tooth with a dark chocolate cavity.

Black and white,
Like a dead body covered in a white cloth,
Like hide and seek,
Like God and God,
No form no hue.

Black and white,
Like a child crying on a mother's arm
Hurt by the spanking he has just received.
Like a mother who did not spare the rod,
But she was never spared the pain.
Like tears that have made the child learn,
Like the tears that made the mother proud,
Like the spanking that shaped a world,
Like ordinary people turning great men.

Black and white,
Like endangered animals trying to survive,
Like human beings too afraid to die,
Like the thought 'do I love God more than he loves me?'
Like About Ben Adhem who loved his fellowmen.

Black and white,
Like the recluse who left the material world,
In search of answers,
Plagued by restlessness,
Plagued by the responsibilities he left behind.

Black and white,
Like a candle and its sooty flame,
Oblivious of the light it provides to the world,
Oblivious of the storm that is going to blow it away.

Black and white,
Like the scent of a woman,
Lingering long after she has left,
Like a few moments of happiness
That she has left behind,
Like, that suddenly changes,
The basic necessities of life.

Black and white,
Like Laurel and Hardy and Charlie Chaplin,
Like childhood laughter,
Like childhood friends,
Like careless discovery.

Black and white,
Like the song that has suddenly stopped,
And the hiatus that follows it,
Just like it was a part of the music,
Before another song starts,
Like a vicious symphony.

Black and white,
Like when loneliness surrounds you,
When amongst friends,
And you think about when they are all gone,
And then someone cracks a joke on you,
And then you thank the big bad world.

Black and white,
Like the silence in a hungry family,
Everyone willing to give-up the last loaf of bread,
Coz it is better to die of hunger
Than to die of shame.

Black and white,
Like polynomials playing their very first rock number,
To a live audience,
To know they rock,
To know they have been accepted and maybe loved.

Black and white,
Like the joker,
The mad man, the cribber,
The dead man, the loser,
The mastermind, the moaner,
The soldier,
The lead vocalist of polynomials,
Like they all are just one man,
Like he still searches for his identity.

Black and white,
Like the palette where I search for more colors,
With illusions and imagination and find them,
Like the twilight, the blue sky and blood.

Black and white,
Misunderstood colors,
Misunderstood as colors.
I want to paint my life,
Just give me black and white.