DONT LEAVE MAH HAND

DONT LEAVE MAH HAND
i am trying my level best, to get out from this growing pain
pain in my heart, pain in my brain, the state of growing insane
a prick piercing in the skin is enough for a man to bow down
and with the grace of Lord, you can see how the world weight ounce
i carry up my faith every day and every night
i feel proud of my attire, i carry it with the grace of the glowing light
shining all over my face, as i wake up each day in the name of Him
nourishing my soul from every way, as i enchant the holy themes
i pray as my faith on Him has increased manifold
it is not because my mom and dad had told
it is the miracles you see and relate it all your life
and then you realize how powerful He is, the undying Hero of all the time
you realize that nothing is in your hand, you realize that nowhere you can have a stand
coz even the sun rises in tune to the will of Him, the rain falls in tune to the will of Him
a leave doesnot fall unless He dont want, hell does not play his role unless He dont haunt
i dont say to fear him, coz you dont fear your father
feel the greatness of Him, respect the fact that everytime He is there to bother.
there is no one other than you, who help me out of all the pain and hue
wheneva i was in dark and cold, you gave me that strength to fight bold
no one in this world is a friend better than you,
coz you dont misguide me and you always pipes out the right clue.
no one in this world is a mentor better than you
coz you dont keep me an illusion, i always end up discovering somethin new
i beg your mercy oh Lord, to guide me in the right path
i need that light oh Lord, to save me from not catching your wrath
coz my priority begins with you and will ends with you
my world that once has come will soon get in to you
you bless me to spread your shining and guide light
so my brothas and sistas wont have the time to fight
instead they will love and respect each other,
will glue in one bond, keeping the faith in goodness tight
dont leave my hand in this endless world, My father
dont leave my hand.......
BONJOE

LookiN Back

am looking back, i am seeing ya shadow /
chasing me and my image, it seems i am becoming hollow/
hollow to the extent, that i am unable to prove you that i am right/
beleive me ya girl...i am too suave, to prove myself by putting a fight/
and to all i got is that you seems to be a temple of APPOLLO,//
a temple of apollo yo, and to all the notions you believe is that i need to swallow/
your notion but as you know,/ maybe my ideology is different,i maybe a bit fervent,/
and for all the ethics i believe,it seems they became dominant/
but i cant help, because my lord is guiding way/
remember yo, i cant go astray,/
coz my lord came in my dreams, /and spit something which i cant say
but all i can pray, is dat you understand me and my way/
understantd me and my heart,as i all i dream of that golden day
starting with you some another way, to good and happiness /
and if i commit some mistake,/ i am bold enough to confess
bold enought to keep you out of stress, you can carefree ya,
and i am there holding every minute of a life to caress/
excess of everything you can neva imagine,/ but i am obsess with you
i am obsess and dats what the pain i am getting rite now, coz i am not with you/
see i was impress not because of ya looks, but some kinda notions that make both of us hooked
it maybe i percive, it may be i conceive that the goodness is equally in you
but i can only dream, only have faith in my creed, that you would be with me
you would me with me, bedazlling in silent spree.....
In the name of HIM
B.O.N.J.O.E....

A DIFFERENT SIDE

a different side....i feel bad when people misjudge me

thought i never protest, but they attack my existing creed

they attack and question my work and my deed

they question my way and my style

but why, when i walk alone in my own aisle

they question my faith, they question my belief

what the problem they have, what the f they need

if i talk about peace, they think it is a shit

talk about philosophy, it is a f up script

am i maniac or a fool, who thinks every one cool?

or a crumbed up shit, which sounds real, but a hollow spoof

if i mannered not to hurt anyone, then why it sounds bad

or if i am naïve in some aspects, they why you people making me sad

see i may not be that much educated, i am not that much illuminated

am still a child at heart, got some vision, and sometimes get bifurcated

from my view, coz i am still confused in my life,

what i am going to doi

tell the truth and i don’t disavow from this growing hue

but someone getting embarrassed of me seriously jerks my conscious to

do i sued anyone, or do i conspire

or do i plot a plan, or i am an intriguant planning someone to get fired

i may not show these feelings, coz it’s useless when it is not treasured

i may not shed my tears, coz its useless when it is a source of someone pleasure

but it’s a kind of tremor that sometime shook my very existence

that fights with my pious resistance, that’s attacking my left up subsistence

i warn people not to mess up with me

i request you not to wag your heard in my spree

and even if you don’t agree, then i don’t care of ya decree

get that f around, get that bang up sound,

speak all those shits loud,

coz i still prefer to do my wayin this no one selfish crowd……………………..

in the name of him

bonjoe

notions.......

now i can realize how the world can be to me
a drift in my life came and i am there to face it
some serious things to be mending, some serious things to be bend
coz i am going through the biggest struggle in my life
to know what i am for, to know what this world is for
a twist in my helical vocal chord is what you can feel
a numbness in my eyes, will tell the story they reveal
they tell to stop bothering someone emotions
they tell me to quit these ongoing motions
i failed to understand how to quit, when i haven’t started
they tell me to close my eyes and stop dreaming
i failed to understand how to stop dream, when i haven’t tarred
huh…..seriously it seems that life has always taken a u turn for me
in the end, a warrior in me always tries to fight against all this
a dove inside in my heart, and from the outer, i feel as if i am getting pissed
the only drug in me, is my music, the only dope is my hidden geek
that always trying to keep me right, that always trying to keep me tight
i am speechless and i need that space for my head, alms for my bread
i may be dead in my nerves; i am alive only in my veins,
i may be maniac in my genes, but i love the way, the way i am insane
why should i cry for someone, when i have been a man of my own play?
why should i worry for someone, when i know the reality of humanoid clay?
you call me a slayer to myself; call me a player of understanding this worldly hell
i am a fellah in my own life, i will stand again even if the world stab me thousand time
coz they don’t know that i am blessed in my own way………………
To my lord, this is true, no matter whatever hassles come
i can leave everyone, but not you
this is i mean, that i don’t feel shame to express it
this is what i feel; i don’t feel bad to express this need
you are my soul, you are my life
you are the own, you know my every lie
whatever i do, it is not unknown to you
but even you are a player in your time, you test ya child in every niche and dime
but hey……lord i can understand coz i am experienced in it
you be with me and i am there to handle every kind of shit……………….
IN THE NAME OF HIM
BONJOE

THE PERFECT I

Am I the perfect I
or Am I the perfect one
Am I the perfect star
or Am I the shining sun
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It seems so confused to use this word that illudes
In a vague way, coz in the end it is difficult to conclude
When we say that we the perfectionist, a question quite debatable by the so called oppurtunist
I doubt whats wrong with this world, that to grab an oppurtunity everything needs to be perfect
You do any thing, you work any way, you go any time,you need to slay yourself showing your intellect
i doubt whats wrong with this world, people are at a loss to draw a line
to distinguish desire and dream at its high, coz it seems so lie when we think both the same
dreams leads a man to think for his fulfillment, desires makes a life bane
coz it nuthing but simply thoughts of a disillusioned mind
gizmos would neva bring two guys at par, its the mind that in the end shine
and thats the messae one, am the perfect I
or its just a realization through my inner eye
and thats the message one, am the perfect I
or its just an end of my happless cry......
am I the perfect I..........

Am I the perfect I
or Am I the perfect one
Am I the perfect star
or Am I the shining sun
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
It seems so confused to use this word that illudes
In a vague way, coz in the end it is difficult to conclude
When we say that we the perfectionist, a question quite debatable by the so called oppurtunist
I doubt whats wrong with this world, that to grab an oppurtunity everything needs to be perfect
You do any thing, you work any way, you go any time,you need to slay yourself showing your intellect
i doubt whats wrong with this world, people are at a loss to draw a line
to distinguish desire and dream at its high, coz it seems so lie when we think both the same
dreams leads a man to think for his fulfillment, desires makes a life bane
coz it nuthing but simply thoughts of a disillusioned mind
gizmos would neva bring two guys at par, its the mind that in the end shine
and thats the messae one, am the perfect I
or its just a realization through my inner eye
and thats the message one, am the perfect I
or its just an end of my happless cry......
am I the perfect I..........

In the name of HIM
BONJOE

I STILL NEED YOU.............

The time is rising in its swing, a new way of light blessing my soul
I am again crawling back to my basics; I aim to be complete and whole
The time is rising in its swing; a new way to shine is I can see in the sky
I am again looking back my past, I am trying to revive my life
From a new corner, completely unknown to me
From a new eye, a different way to see
In my need, in my thoughts as I can still feel you
In my life, in my cries as I still need you

I still need at the time when the world turns against me
I still need at the time when it seems I am helpless to be free
Against the shackles and pains of my life which I still want to curb
Against the wrong notions they believe, which every time makes my mind disturb
I still need you, I still need you

The time is looking for a change in me, and it seems I can’t afford to do that
I am crawling to see my image, seeing the degraded notions in me, making me sad
Half clad, half filled, empty minds, wishes unfulfilled
I am again looking back my past, I am trying to portray myself chill
From a new corner, completely unknown to me
From a new eye, a different way to see
In my need, in my thoughts as I can still feel you
In my life, in my cries as I still need you


I still need at the time when the world turns against me
I still need at the time when it seems I am helpless to be free
Against the shackles and pains of my life which I still want to curb
Against the wrong notions they believe, which every time makes my mind disturb
I still need you, I still need you