Lies: Spoken Word/Rap Watch video here: Intro: Instrumental Lies, pain, pretense, the hateCorruption, disdainThe greed and the fame (3x) There’s a hierarchy in the world we live inIt’s the land of the free, slaves and royaltyIt’s a jungle here, where the strongest ruleAnd the elites have the power, they’re dictating
Category: DEEP THOUGHTS
If Words Weren’t: A Poem
If Words Weren’t: A Poem. If words were diamonds, many of us wouldn’t speak, for fear of becoming bankrupt. If they were arrows, we would never speak to our friends — only to our foes. If they were flowers, we would speak to our loved ones, till no flowers are
A Short Poem: If Tomorrow Never Comes
A Short Poem: If Tomorrow Never Comes Embedded in tomorrow are all the wishes and dreams— the plans and everything of many. Time is here yet so far away and everyone is waiting in anticipation for its arrival. But if tomorrow never comes then it means songs won’t be sung;
Indestructible: Spoken Word
Indestructible: Spoken Word Like a play on a stage, life presents itself to us. And like the audience, we sit and watch. It is not rare to be amused at the turn of events — most times they go separate ways from what we have imagined. We sit and watch
Feed the People with Lies: Spoken Word
Feed the People with lies: Spoken Word Feed the people! Feed the people with liesand watch them clamour for more. Grant to them what they are hungry for—promise them freedom while binding their feet in chains,still they’ll chant your name. Give them sunshine with snow frosts,and with gratitude, they’ll prostrate.
The Blur Truth: Spoken Word
The Blur Truth: Spoken Word We are robots in the land where we thought we made robots. Wecompletely forgot who we were when we started acting like the robotswe created. It seems they outsmartedus by becoming smarter and enslaving us. We are now at their beck and call. They ping
The Story With Many Holes: Spoken Word
The Story With Many Holes: Spoken Word. The rumour has it that someone said that she said that they said… so they took the rumour and ran along with it without asking who precisely said what. This was the birth of her story — the one she never told. The
Freedom Is Just An Illusion
Freedom Is Just An Illusion. “Free our people!” That was the cry of those who fought for the people in the days when slavery, was more physical than mental. In the days when slave masters would cruelly maltreat their slaves with hot irons, clubs and canes. In the days when