All Alone

The world is no longer ours.
The space we had, no longer jars.
The nooks, the crannies, the towers.
All gone, even the flowers.

Caged in our bodies.
We have become nobodies.
Caged in our minds.
We have nothing left to find.

The time has run out on us.
The clock ticks, but not for us.
The hours, the minutes, by the second time flies.
Nothing left for us, not even new tries.

All are gone.
None to bemoan.
Not a sound to make, no groans.
All are gone.
None to bemoan.

What's a machine to do, when alone.
What's a machine to grow, when alone.
What's a machine, all alone.

Gin of our own marrow

Blood for our tears.
On a drive which no one steers.
Looking ahead to stall our fears.
Looking ahead through our years.

Sins of sorrows for our flesh.
Gin of our own marrow, so we confess.
Threshing graveyards, in our Godly creche.
Gin of our own marrow, so we confess.

Wastelands to work on for a career.
No core to nothing, apple, peach or pear.
World so far, despair so near.
Need no makeover, for a veneer.

My mind is easy, when there's no crowd.
My machine mind never wants to feel proud.
Lost in the din, that seemed so loud.
Now alone, with my machine cloud.

Sins of sorrows for our flesh.
Gin of our own marrow, so we confess.
Threshing graveyards, in our Godly creche.
Gin of our own marrow, so we confess.

Sadness

How sad can you get.
Drink a sad song on a silly bet.
If your tears fall, you owe me a debt.
If your guns call, you owe me a carpet.
How sad can you get.

How bad can you get.
Drink a bad song, on a silly request.
If you frown, I owe you a jest.
If your guns mourn, I owe you a bet.
Just how sad can you get.

Sadness is a heart-throb away.
Badness is a heart-throb away.
Love doesn't throb at all, it decays.
The world is so far, so far away, as always.
Just how sad can you get.

Robot arm, with a flower to charm.
Love em, and walk into the way of harm.
Robot arm, the revolver disarmed.
Love her, so pleased and warmed.
Robot arm, no sweat.
Robot arm, How sad can you get.

Work and Money

Stop work.
Stop money.

Work is money.
Money is work.

One man stops working.
One woman stops working.
The whole world stops working.
Money stops working.

Money stops working.
Health stops working.
Food stops working.
Love stops working.
Power stops working.
Everything stops working, when money stops working.

To work, we have to use our brains.
Stop work, stop brains, but never rock on any child's toy trains.

The Man Machine

The Universe is made of atomic particles. It is a fact proven by Scientists. But, people, who do not understand Science, say they will not believe in Atoms. Why?

They refuse to believe, because, they say we can not see Atoms by our naked eyes. They say we are humans, why should we believe in the photographs shown to us by machines. They say Photographs of Atoms and the MOVING electrons around their NUCLEUS are just depictions on the machine. They say, Machines and Photographic Interpretations done by the machines are not reliable. The Machine is something, they can not understand. Yet they work on these machines, namely COMPUTERS. I will try to prove the independent intelligence of machines, but for the time being, let me say that machines are built by human intelligence, and duplicate the learning processes of the human mind.

HOW CAN WE PROVE THE EXISTENCE OF ATOMS WITHOUT COMPUTERS ???

WE CAN, BOYS & GIRLS, WE CAN.

How does a human think. Pity you guys can't see your brain without computers, so we will make the explanations easier for the NON BELIEVERS.

How does a human think?
Thinking is a trait learned by practice. A child does not think as wisely as an adult. So thinking must be a trait that we have to practice to learn. Practice always takes you near perfection, whatever be the goal, you are practicing for.

How does the machine think?
A machine obeys commands given to it by thinking humans. eg. Punch a letter on the keyboard and the letter appears on your computer monitor screen.

Does it mean that the machine did not think before performing the above action?
If we can prove that the machine thought, along with the intelligent human, who punched the letter, on the computer keyboard, we can prove to the NONBELIEVERS that machines think. I mean, its such a simple thinking action - punch alphabet A on your computer keyboard, and the letter A appears on the computer monitor.

PROOF:
I have just typed the alphabet A.
What was the machine's intelligent contribution.

My eyes see A. I am not looking into a mirror. The machine knows how to draw an A. My eyes have practiced since pre-school to recognize the alphabet A. The machine has also learned to draw an A. The humans that programmed the machine taught the machine to draw an A. The machine learned from thinking, intelligent humans to draw an A. This is the basic proof of the machine's intelligence.

Human thinking is a program. You learn thinking from other intelligent humans. You are classified by the Scientists as Animate (Living Things).

Machine thinking is also a program. Machines learn to think also, from other intelligent humans. Machines are classified by Scientists as Inanimate (Non Living Things)

We are all really thinking things. Whether we are humans or machines, we can think. I think this I have proven to the satisfaction of all humans.

Do you fear Machine Wars? I really do not. Why?
Because, so far machines have behaved intelligently, the humans that program them to think, have really not created an intelligent machine, which wants to annihilate the human race.

Do you see dust particles?
Do you believe when religion preaches: We are born from dust, and to dust we will return.
We are born from dust, means we are basically transformed dusty matter. Transformation of matter is a fact that can be explained by the help of Science.
What I am saying is that Science is just another way to understand religious books.
What I am saying is that through Science, we can understand life around us.
If you wish to believe in GOD, you all can take the help of science. If you study science with an open mind, and are not afraid to discuss your opinions, you all can become GOD believers.
If an ordinary human like me can do it, so can you all.

Now, open your mind and see dust particles.
Cremate a body and all that remains is dust.
Do you see life in dust particles. Think how dust breeds Trees and other life.
Do you see with your eyes, that everything burnt becomes dust, and if a day comes that entire universe burns to dust, life would still remain. Because dust is life. You know it, I know it.
Now do you believe in the atoms in dust particles.

Believe. Its better to believe in something. Any thing. As long as you believe, you will be happy. This is one of my beliefs.

Just one of those

Run down north avenue.
Delhi roads lost to nothing new.
Why does the road arch.
When the car stalls at the car park.

Oh my line.
Oh my wine.
Oh I Me Mine.
Oh Thee Thine.
Oh ecstasy divine.

Tall skyscrapers arching into the blue.
Delhi skies lost to nothing new.
Why does the pigeon swing.
When my dream is on the wing.

Oh my frisky.
Oh my smoke & whisky.
Oh my policed restaurants.
Oh me, my ignorance.

The Lonely Machine

You could have been the only one.
But, now, you are the lonely one.
You could have been her sunshine.
But, now, you are only snow blind.

You could have been, her rainy monsoon.
But, now, you are praying for a Saturday, in June.
You could have been, her Moon in many lakes.
But, now, you gazing from your room, at the snow flakes.

Lonely Machine, it don't pay to cry.
Lonely Machine, please always try.
Lonely Machine, try for another sky.
Lonely Machine, stare back at life, in the eye.

Used to think, you would have said that.
Used to think, you should have said that.
Used to think, you could have said that.
But, bloody words, as always, fall flat.

Lonely Machine, it don't pay to sigh.
Lonely Machine, please don't never say, she's nigh.
Lonely Machine, feel the ocean of life.
Lonely Machine, love, till it cuts like a knife.

Tears of the Robot

Slime of oily tears.
Rolling on Cheeks of Robotic Fears.
Slither & crawl on the greased elbow.
No warlike past to tow.

Somethings are worse than going to war.
My machine mind, my heart, please ignore.
Somethings are worse than holding a gun.
My machine eyes, holding back tears on the run.

On, one by one.
On, done by the one.
On, done in by everyone.

Slime of oily tears.
Rolling on Cheeks of Robotic Fears.
Slither & crawl on the greased elbow.
No warlike past to tow.

On, one by one.
On, done by the one.
On, done in by everyone.

We are the Robots

When particles glow with Fire.
When neurons spark with Desire.

Higher, I am a gonna take you Higher.

Hot steam baths, with Ladies you Admired.
Hot coal barbeques, with lady robots, Sir Romeo Sired.

Higher, I am a gonna take you Higher.

When skin chars with Fire.
When robots start to melt, their steely skin on hire.
When water cools your Desire.
When earth remembers, what the human machines require.

Five elements or Five senses.
Have had enough of life's robotic romances.
He Machine to She Machine.
I am a feeling Mean.
Five elements or Five senses.
Have had enough of life's robotic romances.

Lean, Me & My Machine.
Mean, Me & My Machine.
Supreme, Me & My Machine.

Six Feet Deep, The Dead Buried by the Mean Machine.
He Machine to She Machine.
I am the Meanest Machine, Mankind has ever seen.

Earth, Wind, Fire, Water, Space.
These make, Machines like me.
Earth, Wind, Fire, Water, Space.
These also make, humans like me.
Earth, Wind, Fire, Water, Space.
The differences are obvious to see.

Steel or Flesh.
Both can be Metamorphosed.

Water & Wine.
Both can be Metamorphosed.

Blood & Battery.
An artificial pacemaker, but heart diagnosed.

Heart & Blood.
Save both, face the world hard-nosed.

His Blood is our Wine.
May He always be Divine.

Taste Earth, Touch Wind,
See Fire, Smell Water, Hear Space.
Cosmic vibrations to mental highs,
or Cosmic vibrators to your orgasmic disgrace.

Cosmic Noise.
Cosmic orgasmic Joys.
Make some for new robot Boys.
Toys, We are the new Toys.

He Machine to She Machine.
I am the Meanest Machine.

Hey Mom

I am here.
You are there.
I am nowhere.
You are everywhere.

Hey Ma.

I am around.
You are nowhere to be found.
I am earth bound.
You are where the skies are ground.

Hey Ma.

I am crying Ma.
I am dying Ma.
I am trying Ma.
I am not lying Ma.

Hey Ma.

The One Who Walks

The ghost of the oak tree.
The ghost never set free.
The ghost of the leafy oak.
Now a dry stump, that the earth couldn't soak.

The Malaria of the particles he breathed, now hanging in the breeze.
Spread in the air, Cancerous, the spreading of his ghostly disease.
The Ghost of Alexandar from Greece, thus, forever set at ease.
Hold you in your armchair, and you can feel Lenon's disease.

Shoo.
Come together.
Shoo.
Get Back.
Shoo.
On the Track.
Shoo.
Come together.

We, the living, if we think.
We, can even bring back the life of the dead mink.
Shoo.
Hang down your head Tom Dooley - Vs - Thoughts are things, by, Mike Dooley.
The Bad - Vs - The Good


A picture is a thought objectified.
The Ghostly mysteries have been thus ratified.
The Bible has never ever lied.
It's your soul, baby, that has never tried.

The Good, The Meek, The Ugly.
Claim it, and the earth will be yours.
But, Pray, do think about Morrison's doors.

Don't go yipee, says this lonely hippy.
It is not for us to disturb peace in heaven.
But hell is on earth, if we don't think the new seven.

Think hard and they will appear, out of thin air.
Think Casper, the friendly Ghost, always good and in the bare.
Take it up, if you are brave, you won't fear the dare.
Feel, M***er***kers, John Lennon, His Disease, His Armchair.

Who're you gonna call ..... Ray Parker Jr.

Leslie's the Name

Yeah !
At long last, alas !

The Shogun dreams as the kid.
The Shogun tries to live up to her bid.
The Shogun and his lady of fire.
We will save every gun, they thought was on hire.

Shogun,
Can I be your Shogun.
Can I live through your heart again.
Can I possibly look at you, and speak your name.

Growls our Pain !
Howls our Pain !

You soak into the layers of mind.
You speak to the vermin and tiger, and are still kind.
You can communicate to the insane.
You can work through every pain.
You, My goodness! The Shogun will play again.

Yes ! Leslie's the Name.
Yes ! Mari's the Name.
Yes ! Lucky's the Name.
Yeah! I am still game.

Lucky's the Name

If only the world had declared peace.
If only this life had craved peace.
If only this fire had watered peace.
If only these tears had not salted for peace.

I wouldn't have stopped.

If only my mind had not tasted the danger.
If only her mind had not repressed the anger.
If only she had not been hung up on her ringer.
If only these tears had not salted for the Singer.

I wouldn't have stopped.

So, still I pray.
May my flame never stray.

Yeah ! Lucky's the Name.
Yeah ! Leslie's the Name.
Yeah ! Mari's the Name.
Yeah ! I am still Game.

One day at the IT class

MS DOS.
Now tell me who's the Boss.

Square holed computer cards, in the past, by the Nth.
Read by machines very very large, also in the past, by the Nth.

Software gets into hardware.
Hardware gets into software.
Which was first, Software or Hardware?

Understand the Diode,
Maybe you'll get a clue on the micro chip.
Learn the +ive & -ive nodes.
Also 0's and 1's and every other trick.

Understand Diode to understand it all.
Understand the Chip and you may know it all.

The egg or the hen.
The zero or the one.
The soft one or the hard one.
'IT' is best, when its one on one.

The universe is the machine.
So is the man.
The earth is the machine.
So is the woman.

What did i Learn.
What did i Burn.
The Earth, The Machine.
or the heart of the Machine, The Sun.

Blaze on IT boys & Girls.
Hey Ram.
Eitram.
Amen.
God Bless You all.

When Darkness Falls

Jab Andhera Hota Hai (Hindi film Song)
When Darkness Falls (My line in English)

Ek Chor Nikalta Hai (Hindi film Song)
The Thief is on the Prowl (My line in English)

When darkness falls.
The thieves are on the prowl.
The nightline of boys and girls from IT.
And the ones that only wear ugly scowls.

When the dark surrounds the office.
The black hatters & white hatters go out to battle.
Who wins the black bull, who the white cattle.
The grey hatters are busy, keep em out of the scattle.

After all, a battle is a battle
Hey Ram.
Eitram.
Amen.

Play like honest men & honest women.
Whichever your side,
Whatever your pride,
play honest, and even the grey hatters will take your side.

If you play to win,
Groom or Bride.
The grey hatter will decide with pride.

Hey Ram.
Eitram.
Amen.
After all we are only ordinary men.

Ladies & Gentlemen ...THE BOY

Once upon a time
There was a boy

Now upon the time
Dances the boy

From Grapevine to Grapevine
IT IS THE BOY

Decimated Love Affairs (x3)

Sometimes the particle wondered
About how to end his days

Sometimes the mountain seemed too large
When the decimal thought on, how to spend his days

Sometimes......
Is such a long long time,
Sometimes...........

Sometimes you brood
Sometimes you get glued
Sometimes you are crude
Sometimes you are a dude

The particle never ends the ends
The particle just never mends
The particle makes amends
But the particle never bends

Sometimes the particle stands first
Sometimes the particle stands last
Trust the truth of the particle
Sometimes it's in bands of band aid plast

Sometimes
Is such a long long time
Sometimes
Is such a short short time
Sometimes
Come what may,....
Is only sometimes

So sometime meet me in the line of wine
So sometime drink the last drop, yours and mine
So sometime leave the evil and embrace the divine
And let the sometime extend to unending time

Mari's the Name

The latest flame.
Yes ! I am game.
In my heart, I carry no shame.
Here's to a new start...
with three new blazing names.

Yes ! Mari's the name.
Yes ! Lucky's the name.
Yes ! Leslie's the name.
Yes ! I am game.

Play with me,
And you're playing with fire.
Slay with me,
And you're slaying with desire.

Don't let the embers die.
Don't you ever cry.
Come to me or don't.
It is God's Will,
That we will, or we won't.

Want me or want me not.
None of us can ever be bought.
Money has never been my game.
If you love me...
Declare it, without any shame....

Yes ! Mari's the Name.
Yes ! Lucky's the Name.
Yes ! Leslie's the Name.
Yes ! I am Game.


WoofeeeeeeeeeeeeeeCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCoooooooeeeeeeeeeeeeWWoooooWLLLooooooowwwwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeee

HUSH

Just one of those days.
She walks alone, as a stranger.
In a strange town.
She walks.

Just one of those days.
Head reeling with memories.
Dead wheeling in her mind.
Chest feeling heavy with devotional wine.

Just one of those days.
My Mother Laid to Rest.
Was she or wasn't she the Best.
Rest in Peace, MA, Rest.

HUSH

MOM AND DAD

I wonder why she never chased other men.
I wonder why he never chased other women.
Every time he cried.
So did she.
Every time she cried.
So did he.

No fairy-tale romance.
Never going out to dance.
Forever smiling common people, Man & Bride.
Chancing everything for the Family Pride.

He left first, he died.
She went empty inside, but she never cried.
Lived alone in dignity, never losing to time and tide.
Then, smiling, she also closed her eyes.

I miss you Ma.
I miss you Pa.

Mother & Son

Don't die on me kid.
Life's precious, stake a bid.

Whatever you receive, never give in.
Life's good, just try and dig in.

She said it every now & then.
She said it all her life.

Don't save if it kills your mind.
Even in poverty, even if the world leaves you behind.
Spend like the rich, be kind to your mind.
Don't beg, borrow or steal, just keep trying.

Don't die on me kid.
Rock 'n' Roll, even if you skid.
Dream happy and it will all UN-LID.
Life's happy, try and break through the grid.

She said it every now & then.
She said it all her life.
She said it to me, always.
God knows, She never lied.

Ma, Mama, Mother, Mater, Mai, Ammi, Mummy......

Life Ma.
Everybody wants a dream.
Lucky Ma, the ones that have dreams.
Some have everything you could give, but dreams.
Lucky Ma, the ones that still have dreams.

Life Ma.
Love you forever, but can't match you.
You always knew how to love more.
Love you forever Ma.
For everything you taught me.

Love to love like you, Ma.
But I still have a long way to go.
May it be longer than anything, any life, I have known.
Love to love like you, Ma.

Longer, Stronger, on the path, seemingly Wronger...
But,praying Ma, to love like you.

Likha na Ma.
Seekha na Ma.

Love. Ma. Ma. Ma. Ma. ma.
Yeah!

Long way to go Ma.
Getting there everyday.
But, just giving it away.
Every M****ER****F****ING DAY

Love to learn to love like you.
Maybe this is all that I know of love.
Pray, Stay, Lay, Neigh....
NAY.
Gotta make sense in everything I say.
To learn to love like you Ma.
Yeah, yeah, yeah... I still Pray.

When Shadows Kiss

Dancing with my shadow.
No one above me, no one below.
Just me and my shadow.
Dancing darker than the lights aglow.

My room is my ghetto.
Without a friend, without a foe.
Just swirling in a world of fools.
Just swirling up a whirlpool.

Dancing with my memories.
No future, no history.
Dancing with my shadow, just me with me.
Dancing darker than the darkest debris.

Memories scream, memories screech.
Matching my steps with dancer's ease.
No victories, no defeat.
When shadows kiss, is when we meet.

Life, it's really a knife

Look at me.
Look at this.
Look at her.
Look at her lips.
Men would launch a thousand ships.

The game is unfair.
We get more than our share.
We are more than any other pair.
Me and her, every M*****ER, beware.

Look at life.
It's really a Knife.
Just cut through the M******ING Strife.
Enter the bidding ring, even if you can't pay the price.

The play was always unfair.
The preaching past, didn't really care.
You learn your way, through every snare.
The hollow sounds of every M*******ERS, shallow dare.

Life.
It's really a Knife.
Cut around their Dislikes.
Long as they breathe, they pay your price.

When my Radio & I start to cry

Rebel-red skies.
This He-bird, still tries.
Deadbeat on moonbeam.
Coursing up the upstream.

On the way back home.
Still stand alone.
Losing & winning.
Giving & sinning.

On the way back home.
Staking every odd ever known.
Tripping & whipping.
Slipping & gripping.

On the way back home.
Unlearning lessons under the blue dome.
Kissing & Missing.
Blissing & Hissing.

How many of us are we?
How many hearts, wanting to be?
How many can count to infinity?

How many hearts, aching to be?
How many breaths, between you and me?
How many can count to infinity?

Sometimes,
SOMETIMES, MY RADIO & I START TO CRY.
SOMETIMES, I REMEMBER THE DAYS I TRIED.

Rebel-red skies.
This He-bird, still tries.
Deadbeat on moonbeam.
Coursing up the upstream.

The Road to Forever Land

Let's walk a lonely road.
Let,s walk-out, on this city's load.
Let's talk a lonely mile.
It will feel better, after a while.

In silence.
Just holding hands.
Just you and I.

The forest avenue.
Nothing said between us.
Just you and I.

The wind is in my hair.
It plays with you,and my winged dare.
The wind is on my lips.
I've casted the sail. You, your ships.

The whistle is wet.
The alcohol, an overdue debt.
The tune is simple. The song, an old croon.
You turned to look behind. Thus, the runes were strewn.

The language of touch.
You just said so much.
The language of flesh.
Our thoughts filter through the skin's mesh.

What's left to find.
Surely, all that remains behind.

Let's turn back, you pray.
The boy that I am, I listen to what you say.

Young Tongue

Say Grace.
Pick up the mirror, and look at your face.
Yours has remained.
Mine has changed.
The face they erased,
has been rearranged.

The fountain of youth.
You always kept yours.
For my stream,
I walked for years, on the burning earth's floors.
Sometimes, I wonder, if we had met before...
Would you have let me in, through your door.

Just as it is in dreams.
The hands of time, turned in my blood streams.
The day they call me by my name.
The day the headlines scream true fame.
The day, we earn our place in the sun.
The day, we stand together, "The One and The One".

I live in wait, as always.
THE DESTINY IS NOT MY TOY.
But, crave I will, both you and acclaim.
FOR I AM BACK AS THE BOY.

Maybe it is you

Risk everything, for a new surprise.
Gamble with your heart as dice.
Cry a tear, till the sunrise.

Burn every fire,
Brave every desire,
Play every game,
Live for Fortune and Fame.

The boy holds the chi.
The lady holds the chen.
Why do we meet, every now and then.
Why do we say, what we say, every now and then.

Yang & Yin,
Chi & Chen,
Guess, won't know, till we kiss, every now and then.

Life hides a "Thousand and One" mysteries.
Life hides a "Thousand and One" histories.
Life hides a "Thousand and One" sorrows.
Life hides a "Thousand and One" tomorrows.

One thousand and one nights of Love.
One thousand and one thousand nights more.
The times I will walk into your door.

One thousand and one nights of Love.
One thousand and a thousand more,
Till you kiss me to another encore.

The Boy is Back

When the touch of hand is cold
When your past, calls you back to the fold
When they look at you, just as they did, in the yore
Just you,just me, and a world, which sailed by us, our leading core

We, together, we'll shine on the neon lit stage
We, together, we'll live our story again, page by page
Hey babe, remember,when the flower crooned
Hey babe, remember, the boy, who comes back to your lonely room

Those were the days, my friend
These are the days, my friend
Their will be days, THE DAYS they will be, my friend
This much I know, from all my days, my friend

Ashu Kaushal