Monday 20 August 2012

I won't write Poetry today...

I won't write poetry today,
poetry is what people don't understand,
they attach it to themselves,
they derive their lives from it,
they think its for them,

some do a bit more,
they dare to dive into its depth,
to find pearls hidden in it,
to find rocks lying in it,
naive swimmers, sink,

then blame the poet,
for creating such an illusion,
who all did was, built a boat,
so they could sail,
but they chose, not to,

their choice kills all three of them...








Thursday 16 August 2012

O' brainy Madame...


she has her head in hand,
takes out what she likes out of it,
never finds that little thing,
buffalo ate when she was a kid,
O' brainy Madame....

O' brainy Madame....

you walk down the street,
never talk to anyone,
just keep on walking,
in disgusting streets,
you think,

O' brainy Madame....
O' brainy Madame...

O' brainy Madame...
take a left turn..
into the tall building...
a handsome sits...
a bastard sits...
go seduce him...
with your calculations...
up and down curves...
take him down...
be his boss...

be his boss....
O' brainy Madame....

O' brainy Madame...
O' brainy Madame....
you can shake a leg,
you can break a leg,
you can earn a hell,
just go to hell,

just go to hell,
sentiment less,
just go to hell,

sentiment less....
sentiment less...
sentiment less.....

just go to hell...
get a cure....
sentiment less...
go to hell....
sentiment less...

O' brainy Madame...
O' brainy Madame.....

Sunday 12 August 2012

Lore......



http://www.dailypioneer.com/home/online-channel/360-todays-newspaper/86835-mass-murder-of-egret-chicks-shocks-ukhand.html


(Inspired by the above News)


An egret,
fell down on a tree,
exhausted, flying free,
made a home of hopes,
with twigs and grass as props,

then sang, all its lore,
for long and long,
till others like it came,
to sing the lore,

years passed by,
school came up nearby,
little kids got confused,
between the lore,
and the words that adore,
the walls of world,
words made no sense to them,
they chose bird's song,

then sang and sang bird's lore,
for long and long,
kids went wild,
hummed and hummed the lore,
asleep, in the night,

authorities lost control,
thought out of the box,
took a saw, cut the tree,
and slit the throats,
of the birds,
of the kids.
who sang and sang the lore,