guess what????

Dry, rust and white,
dwarf compared still alot of height,
black kiss leaving the scar,
dusky fingers has the power,
mist chewing the teeth,
feels less upcoming beat,
nostril sick of smelling the know accident,
woofer, deep than deeper facing the dent,
eyeballs just stopped the one form jazz,
smooth it feels courtesy the other form jazz,
game and over loosing compatibility,
u won't die, have to offer more hospitality,
slaves spirit laughing,
resuming would pause coughing...
-Nijo

Dark Night

Plastic fight of smiles, seems close, still many miles,
Day it was, full of glam and fake, night is back like a stagnant lake,
A fan wing chasing another, trying hard to touch each other,
Mrs. Wind pushing Mr. Curtain, small fight, looks pretty certain,
Pet leaves I forgot to mention, barking hard to get attention,
A mosquito or fly type, my eardrum and buzzing vibe,
Fingers touching the empty pillow, stretched long, got out of the bed below,
Your face fading out to black, u have and have to come back,
Till then, u r a dark night to me, u makes me feel the actual me…
-Nijo

a little bit green…..

A piece of wind with crying songs,
Singer birds crawling along,
Heartless heat, scorching sun,
Being isolated is no more fun,
Smell of droplets, I can feel,
Come in front I wanna steel,
Mud, dust and my feet,
Ants, rice and some wheat,
Dead ends is what I hate,
Can I stay more, I am already late,
Don’t move me if it’s a dream,
I think I found the way behind the mountain,
A little bit wet, a little bit green…..
-Nijo Johnson

i myself don’t know…..

Night it is, but is it a night?
Red, blue, green blinking lights,
Legs n tyres competing hard,
No coin, paper or credit card,
Black road just had a bath,
Bathrobe grey walking path,
Drops jumping in my mind,
Rubber slipper flapping it from behind,
Illairaja and his rhythm,
Nee oru kaadal sangeetham,
Baloon, kids and a finger to hold,
A flag on a truck feeling the cold,
Blushing me, thinking you,
Hope and hope, to see u soon,
Same time high, same time low,
Where am I walking, i myself don’t know…..
-Nijo

those rainy days…..

Grizzle of a lion or bear,
more known it is, what I hear,
open and vast, what I need,
terrace is the place indeed,
breeze with a license to rash,
mud flying high, from the scratch,
trees bent I don’t know why,
may be wanna see the sky,
holes on road are ready to weep,
tears of joy will soon filled very deep,
sneeze of clouds on my face,
cluster of droplets, your voice and those rainy days…..
-Nijo

love it was...

A pearl melted from my eye,
male i m,so refused to say its mine,
fell inside my collar,
found all cold and polar,
heart..is it so,
leave me, i said..i dn't know,
irritated i was, maybe bored,
decided and left it on the shore,
a wave came,, n it was gone,
relieved i was, saw a new dawn,
consious shouted, but it was all dark,
searched hard,
love it was , got drought n never came back..
-nijo

Zone of black and zero........

Dark brown mud,rock and thorns,
crawling,crawling...
rugged and grilled,
cuts here n there,
blood bitter and thicker,
tears n sweat all lost,
chest pumping or frost,
flowers chrushed to death,
air taking away the breath,
wait and wreck,
more crawl,,,,n a fall,
a tunnel going down n down,
slipping fast no contol,
may be an ocean may be a hole,
deeper n more deeper,
body unmovable neither d soul,
pulled n pushed,
scrached n rashed,
ants stinging here n there,
swelled, still no tears,
no trust, so help urslf n leave me...
i have a zone of, Black n Zero waiting for me.......
-nijo