Manan_and_I

Bengaluru Voodoo Dolls Refer your pain Agitpropagate Bioviolate me Transfer your shame Spread your Twitteradiation You’re sexually enslaved You’re past your sell out date As nanocobras byte information Voice diet desires innervation Make us numbered, make us numb Let dumber outcopupopulate dumb Replace us, coalesce us Planned obsolesenesence Prerepublicprepubescence Shiva-Lingam detumescence DeHinduvidualism Shady Shaadi algorithms For one more antiorgasmosuperorganism Life begins at your contraception Everybody everyone’s cross section Take a number, make us numb Let dumber outduplireplicate dumb …Here’s my 1-digit pin You’re just another Bengaluru Voodoo doll Another brick in the Greatest Firewall Crossing our Rubicon.coms From the Indus to the Rio Grande An E-dowried Welfare Rani Tech coolie of Cali Now you’re Sundar Pichai’s bitch In a silicloned alley Asura Tech Akash Net Psychoarchitect Existential threat Useful Indiot

They claim a knowledge beyond this dimension A soul beyond this time A sense beyond what is mine But I’m the Promethean Original Sinner I steal Indra’s fire and thunder End the Great Flood I optimize, idealize, I realize To find the limits of my life No sense to contradict five There’s no sense to strengthen their lies I will choose to live forever to discover whatever could be mine If I take their path I find the road will end So I reinterpret, re-revise, reconstruct Search through myth for seeds of truth Like Adam and Eve for the Tree of Jnana When all I have is manan, when all I have is me So why should I sacrifice, just to fill their sky, for being what one cannot see I descend to find another way Through ancient glories of an ancient past I seek convergence in a submerged Dwarka, a new Atlantis, Gondwanaland If I took their vows then I know our road won’t last Because God’s on Earth I’m on Earth

I am a yellow star I’m the king of restraint I conquer time, I conquer pain I set my heart into a fallen reign I honor rules of engagement I’m the strongest link in the weakest chain My bloodline stained into the falling rays I always thought I can be the one to fire missiles like the sun I find my worth, I burn the earth In a putrid ditch I was purged inside my low birth I claw out of the dirt, I’m in a Ganga gulch In this world where everyone knows what's best for me War, the language I must speak But I am Resistance, I persist in the final solution I’ll never be what they want until I’m dead I focused all my angst on brotherhood, self inflicted wounds It felt like god had broken all the rules I was ability Had Surya’s reach Near endless energy But a codified nobility Fossilized mobility Slipped me out I slid down a blood soaked, red parted sea Discriminated Caste-rated Predefined Crucified I try to bridge the four divides My yellow star, I wear it everywhere When time circles around You’ll hear of me again I was the rising king I held the sting They cowered in fear with what I can withstand The world and wasp on my lap An arrow in my back A folded golden flag I end where I began I end where I began A saffron letter on my chest It’s cast into my steel It’s like a weakened heel A broken wheel I was left for dead I’m on a river bed, floating The same way I was born A permanent scar of existence In this world where the acceptable are susceptible Defensible, dispensable Amenable, amendable Commendable, expendable I declare independence From the grounds of condescension As my descendants take my place, fill my space In the darkness beyond the sky

We are not on the same side But how can I not admire, at least empathize All your values sacrificed When devotion’s your answer, your science, your religion, the art of our demise Your moral imperative I’ve categorically denied Your life is hurt when you’re within your sati pride As we build our lives now We can still hear your voice inside And when our souls are folded up I am offered a window into your void When I close my eyes, I’m undisguised Now I see you blinded by the heart Burned by a hundred suns With your wrath underlying us, how can duty and love be both, How can they be one? I felt your stabbing in the dark every day For a hole where your light never shined through Disenchanted with a life lived anyway With no moon or stars in your sky, in the who-leads-who, what guides you Strength in sympathy leaves nothing left to see On the other side of the world you would have launched a thousand ships So I shudder at the thought of modernity at your fingertips Within all of our progress, our vitality, connections and change A part of you still remains in the lives we arrange, just to rearrange We still can sense the power of a beauty cursed in anguish and blessed rage A dharmic self immolation An inverse Gorgon gaze Our life is loss where your hundred seeds forever lie What’s there left for desire? It’s under your fire

I looked around this world And then I looked to you You took me in I did what I was supposed to do I had the answers I had nothing to hide Life won’t pass me by If my timing’s right So what the hell went wrong When your saffron clouds gave rain And they followed me around I was never washed away I was cleansed into your ground Now you’ve got my best It’s you and only you And you deserve no less Your love is drudgery All I have are crude concerns For I have scorned as ignoble The businessmen who keep and earn In the power of your fog I could have been more strong I looked within and I looked away from you I was cast into the ground I worked so hard this time and now I’ve nothing left to say to you, this drama’s overplayed, my feelings well underway, a welcome overstayed I labored from sunrise to sunset At the shafts of a hand plow For a spirit over matter A germ eaten hovel, primordial swamp We were supposed to find our way above, but it’s just another saddened day We were supposed to be pure inside our love, but it’s just another give away Weren’t were supposed to fight our way above? It’s just another draining day We were supposed to be in love with love, but I’m just another caste away Now it’s you and its only you You had my best, and now you deserve no less I claimed supernatural visions Plundered like a vulture fortune teller An overexalted posturing artist Inspired by a cult of death In your river of otherly love Your motherly love I was just a king of dreams Just a slave of physical needs A Karna cursed for what he seeks An Ekalavya cut for what he could be A Brahmin crowned on a vanishing beach Another Dalit born and drowned out of reach I’m just a miasma into your mystic sea