Noise and Sound kissed off
with sexy, soft jazz
squeezing drops of romance
from the crystal air.
A beautiful woman
whose face curved into
the shape of her hair
Sighing softly
at the sound of her breath
that brushed by
rustling the edges
of the world.

-by Sony (written circa 1998)

Weirdly still around on the net on this website (discovered by Joemon).

Nothing green.
Just a fizzing dark blue that shimmers
Rusty velvet
Stained corn-rows, red tinted

–by Sony

Cross-posted here.

Half naked trees caught in the cold

shivering away its sun set colors

laying a path of gold and yellow

for magical stories to unfold –Cat girl 11/05

I have heard your story
a billion times
Jack is mean
and jill makes you cry
You thought humpty
was your friend
and dumpty was too
your mother makes you mad
your father makes you weep
you wish you had money
you wish you had a dog
I have heard your story
a billion times
I’ll listen to it for another billion
about jack and jill
about humpty and dumpty
about your father and mother
and money and dog
because that’s your story

Riding high on shame
tonight I come to your door
I forgot your name that night
I forgot my name that night
head hung low,
spinal decapitation on the horizon

How did i get here
I don’t remember
Where do I want to go
I don’t know
I wish I wasn’t here
at your door steps
hoping the flowers
will bloom the love
reminding you of
our slow dance
the flickering of our hearts
the melting of our souls

yeah we rude.
we spit. we grab ass on the trains.
yeah we rude.
life in bombay. like East LA. Prosecuted by the DA.
yeah we rude.
Rush hour like hell
bicycles ringing bells
mumbai police asking for haftas
moovalis lookin for lafdas
yeah we rude
eatin vada pavs with water
no coke or budweiser
yeah we rude
Peace. Kurla East.

sony is coolio
sitting on a toilet
indian or western
these are the decisions
you’ll face
be a gangsta in bangalore
tell them how you do it
in america
you’ll say
I will teach you the ways
of the white people
I will teach you how to do it
right, the american way

live for the moment
live for today
live for peace
and harmony
don’t hate me

and now a poem celebrating peace and harmony.

i have come to know your game
full of vile and hate
you breed negativity
kicking Chi to the curb

you talk of extentalism
like its caught between your teeth
you use metaphors and allegories
as a pin cushion of the past

God only save me
for your experience is the word
no one lived till you came!

My ugly Valentine
A short poem for your ugly valentines!

Oh my Valentine
you think your are so fine
Oh don’t give me that line
I wish You had a spine
My ugly Valentine

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Original Song Stylings by Tommy

you come along
you sing a song
you bring a bong, baby

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