Little Red Ribbon

March 23, 2007

‘Little Red Ribbon’

Verse 1 :
That day I was back from my school
Dad was lying down, feeling all tired
Must be the heat, heat at the farm
Mom took care of him, said hes got flu

Days passed and we got no food left
Son, go to the farm, so I did.
My sis came to me, crying at loudest
Dad’s no more, it was the ‘dreaded’.

Chorus :
Little Red Ribbon,
Say it louder for me and the li’l ones.

Little Red Ribbon,
Say it louder for me and the li’l ones.

Verse 2 :
Mom fell sick, dint wanna lose her
Doc is miles away, how can I get there
Friends got worried, offered no help
They said she’s got the ‘dreaded’ from dad

Asked me to take em, never come again
I pleaded to them all, but we got chased
Said they’ll get it too n threw stones
Saved my lil sis, but not my mom.

Chorus :
Little Red Ribbon,
Say it louder for me and the li’l ones.

Little Red Ribbon,
Say it louder for me and the li’l ones.

Verse 3 :
Took my lil sis far from the slum
Made our own tent near those trains
Alms were hard to come, we tried so hard
We stole food yes, no other way

No one ever told us about our flesh
Sis fell in the hands of those boys
The ‘dreaded’ was prowling, once again
Took her away too, leaving me lone.

Chorus :
Little Red Ribbon,
Say it louder for me and the li’l ones.

Little Red Ribbon,
Say it louder for me and the li’l ones.

Verse 4 :
Now I know it all, its far too late
Let not lil ones be like me
They’ve got only you to look upto
Let not lil ones be like me

Chorus :
Little Red Ribbon,
Say it louder for me and the li’l ones.

Little Red Ribbon,
Say it louder for me and the li’l ones.

I wrote this for a ‘Make a song on AIDS Awareness preferably focusing on the innocent children affected by the disease’ program. I myself did not know much about the effects of the disease. For three days, I read about it on the net – mainly real life experiences. Some were shocking, to say the least.

I hope these lyrics reach a wider audience. This is my little effort to encourage the society to help the little children out there who are suffering because of AIDS.

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Miss QWERTY

March 13, 2007

‘Miss QWERTY’

Verse 1:
I have a story to tell you
It’s a rather gripping one.
You are so far away from me
I can’t even shout to reach.

Verse 2:
TeleV shooed me in no time
They said its for hi-fi ones.
I tried my luck with the papers
Said the vols. are done, ready.

Verse 3:
That’s when I spotted this bombshell
Swinging hips like no one else.
She laughed and whistled with no airs
A bag of letters in her hands.

Verse 4:
I asked her what’s in those letters
Said it’s stories and the likes.
Why did they give you those stories
You know what she told me then?

CHORUS :
(That) She runs faster than all of ’em
No money that you’ll part with!!
(That) She screams louder than all of ’em

(That) She runs faster than all of ’em
No money that you’ll part with!!
(That) She screams louder than all of ’em

Verse 5:
So happy she took my story
Went on running Oh so fast.
She came back and she then told me
How you took it, what you felt.

Verse 6:
She doesnt cross that old spellcheck
Neither is she all that tall.
But no one gets it so easy
What she told me is so right.

CHORUS :
(That) She runs faster than all of ’em
No money that you’ll part with!!
(That) She screams louder than all of ’em

(That) She runs faster than all of ’em
No money that you’ll part with!!
(That) She screams louder than all of ’em

I wrote these lyrics with a ballad style of music in my mind. For a long time, this one did not have a title, until my bass guitarist suggested ‘Miss Qwerty’ (I think he read it in some book where the author calls his laptop by that name). I decided to go on with it since the title I had in mind was crappy anyway.

Who(what) do you think the ‘She’ in the song is? 🙂

Beneath the Ninth

March 8, 2007

‘Beneath the Ninth’

Verse 1:
Can I find my way to that cloud
How ’bout that bit I need.
All I have with me in my hands
May just not guide me on.

Verse 2:
Echoes I have heard all the while
Loud and clear they told me
Everything that one takes with him
On his road to the ninth.

Verse 3:
Numbers I’ve made them all my life
Racing fast as I could.
Over my brothers I flew high
Castles mine were so tall.

Verse 4:
Knowing that one thing that I lost
Eleven years back you left
Rowing with such force, left me stunned
Still those ripples move me

Chorus:
I am just one beneath the ninth,
All I need is one last gasp.
I am just one beneath the ninth,
Come back and take me there.

I am just one beneath the ninth,
All I need is one last gasp.
I am just one beneath the ninth,
Come back and take me there.

Verse 5:
Numbers I’ve made them all my life
Racing fast as I could.
Over my brothers I flew high
Castles mine were so tall.

Verse 6:
Knowing that one thing that I lost
Eleven years back you left
Rowing with such force, left me stunned
Still those ripples move me

Chorus:
I am just one beneath the ninth,
All I need is one last gasp.
I am just one beneath the ninth,
Come back and take me there.

I am just one beneath the ninth,
All I need is one last gasp.
I am just one beneath the ninth,
Come back and take me there.

The best part about these lyrics is this. If you read the first letter of each of the first 16 lines, it reads ‘Chameleon Rockers’. ‘Chameleon’ is the name of the band I play for. Obviously I had to put some effort to get that pattern in, but it doesn’t look forced, does it? Keeping the pattern aside, did you get the thought in the song?

Looking forward for your comments.

Prelude

March 8, 2007

Whoa. What a journey it is going to be. Six months back, I never thought that one day I will consider my humble lyrics writing skills to be worthy enough to start a blog. But here I am, putting in my first post in humblelyricist.wordpress.com!

Thanks Fudbu, thanks Pratik, thanks Sumo, thanks Jithesh, thanks Nikhil, thanks Sanjesh, thanks Prasil, thanks Nag, thanks Malu, thanks Aneetha.. thanks a ton for inspiring me/ encouraging me/ criticising me/ singing my lyrics/ asking me to write more. I dedicate this humble blog to you. 🙂