Thursday, March 22, 2018

HALF-FAMILY


The Half-Family
Three sons and a daughter,
Drunken father and carefree mother
All of them half-insane, half-naïve, half-a-family
Most of them smoked with the head so insane
Seen always loitering around is the elder,
Second sat on the wall, half dead,
Humpty and dumpty, being high on weed,
Younger sold cooling glasses, caps, hats and helmets,
Most of them he claimed are farin (foreign)
Emported (imported) from America and Deli (Delhi)
Sometimes seen smoking pot with brothers
Girl doubles insane seen defecating in the high places,
Wore scanty dress, threw food at passerby,
Always spat, cursed, winked, signaled, flying kissed,
Enacted few heroine dialogues and dances.
Father a food machine, mother a cook machine,
Stayed in a unhygienic place,                    
Garbage around, shabby here dusty there, sewage share,
This is the place they always stayed, slept and cooked,
No proper roof, no proper proof, no proper ground,
Once on a day there came a rain so heavy a rain,
Swept all their things, clothes, grain and same
The sun came the next dried all their shame
Cold came again skinned all their game,
None came their gain, they went nowhere,
Hope they denied, not found in their books,
No help came there, continued they in all their fate
Political, philosopher, philanthropy surprise subtract,
Humility hostility misery and melancholy did multiply,
Added the woes, sorrow, poverty to all their heirs,
This is the way half-family lay, this is the way divided the day.

Three sons and a daughter,
Drunken father and carefree mother
All of them half-insane, half-naïve, half-a-family
Most of them smoked with the head so insane
Seen always loitering around is the elder,
Second sat on the wall, half dead,
Humpty and dumpty, being high on weed,
Younger sold cooling glasses, caps, hats and helmets,
Most of them he claimed are farin (foreign)
Emported (imported) from America and Deli (Delhi)
Sometimes seen smoking pot with brothers
Girl doubles insane seen urinates, defecates,
Wore scanty dress, threw food at passerby,
Always spat, cursed, winked, signaled, flying kissed,
Enact few heroine dialogues and dances.
Father always in search for a metaphor,
A cursed food machine, mother a cook machine,
Stayed in a unhygienic place,
Garbage around, shabby here dusty there, sewage share,
This is the place they always stayed, slept and cooked,
No proper roof, no proper proof, no proper ground,
Once on a day there came a rain so heavy a rain,
Swept all their things, clothes, grain and same
The sun came the next dried all their shame
Cold came again skinned all their game,
None came their gain, they went insane,
Hope they denied, not found in their books,
No help came there, continued they in all their fate
Political, philosopher, philanthropy surprise subtract,
Humility hostility misery and melancholy did multiply,
Added the woes, sorrow, poverty to all their heirs,
This is the way half-family lay, this is the way divided the day.

DRINK AND DIE


Drunk and Die

There was a party i attended,
I remembered it is not good to drink.
Instead drank soda, felt proud inside,
The way i was taught in school and college
Neither did i drink and drive,
Even though the others forced.
I suppose did the right thing,
the party finally ended,
everyone drove in their cars home
I got into my car, raced ahead
 To get home in one piece.
I was not drunk,  responsible and committed
towards my future goal.
I started to drive away,  pulled out onto the road,
The other car hit me like a load.
And I lay there on the pavement,
Dying and soaked in blood
I heard the policeman say,
"The other guy is drunk,"
 I'm the one who will pay.
The costliest price of my life
I said I'm lying here dying,
I wish he would have not drunk.
How could this happen to me,
Because i am not drunk
My life is going to burst like a balloon.
blood all around me, most of it is mine.
I hear the medic I'll die in a short time.
He was probably at the same party where I was.
The only difference is, he drank, i didn’t
People drink and ruin their entire life and others
feeling sharp pains now,  pains just like a knife.
 guy who hit me is walking, and i am dying
don't think it is fair, i am lying here dying
 all he can do is stare.


RISK-TAKES-WARI


Risk –Take- swari
Today she said, I am going to die
Reason behind, my diary did write
One of such boy demanded my pride
I did decline, he did not stop
One fine day drunk, touched me to try
Thought I was doll, played all his fault
Called he my brother, lover and friend
Harassed me by same, gave me a shame

Another did fall, senior by girl
Introduced the game, filmed me
Clicked me, few half-naked pics
Transferred to goons, shared they some
Put on the web, youtube and porn
Killed my freedom, left me insane
Cried all night some, waked every time
Wrote to my diary, didn’t tell me parents
There is no hope, ending my did all I hope.


THE WHEEL OF LIFE


The Wheel of Life
For I thought to myself one day
Sitting and sipping tea on my cot
The real meaning of life
As I saw all the people moving
In front of me with all their worries
Cares, burdens and sorrows
I took a stop at myself and thought
An introspection about the things life
Brings to us after all the years we live
I came to a conclusion that
Life is symbolized as a windmill
Which convicts life into meaningful
Also meaningless, sometimes both
There are only two things life offers
To us if we think twice they are
But sweetness and bitterness
So reminiscing on the value of life
And understood they are seven stages
Or cycles be in man’s life           
Of which I am fully aware of five
First the baby and infant stage where it
Completely depends on others
Second the child tries to learn and
Follow things
Thirds enters the teenage, who argues
About anything and everything
The final stage the end of life
Is the old age where
One depends only on others
These are the five stages in
Human being
As the wheel of life turns and turns
Life becomes beautiful for some
Turns ugly and utterly curse for some
Throughout this life we are turned
Into rich and poor, small and great
Influenced and economical
Typically life provides every being
The necessities one should have
It is purposed that each one taps
His resources and utilize them
to their utmost
choice belongs to any individual to use
the chances or throw away
the opportunities life offers
life as a windmill turns and turns and turns
our life as long as it sustains.

THE SMELL OF SHIT AND PISS IN PANTS


The smell of Shit and piss in pants
Like a drunkard he looked shagged, shattered
Psychotic, neurotic and epileptic, deceased
Wandering from place to place
Like a kite snapped off and wandering
In the sky away from the handler
Detached umbilical cord severed in the womb
Tempest to the sea, stormed tossed and forgotten
Beaten heavily against the waters and the rocks
Having a droopy face, shoulders dropped
Head and foot dragging along the highway and streets
Walked in and out of the tombs empty handed and barefoot
A ship on an empty ocean broken sail, mast and helm, void of compass
Carried away with the wind waves and sea to its doom
A bird without a nest, a lion wandering devoid of den
And way he wandered towards the plains and moors
Valleys mountains forests and swamps
Not paying attention to the rain, snow, sun and cold
More or less like an arrow which narrowly missed its target
A bullet missing its target by miles and shooting away into nothing
A dry leaf blown helter and skelter by the sudden gust of wind
                                                

LOOT IN THE NAME OF GOD


Loot in the Name of God.
Want to see God? The question is a sure to turn heads. Two People cashed in on it and how!. First person would draw people’s attention on the road and throw this question. His partner in crime Second person, pretending to be a passerby, would show interest.
According to the plan, first person would then ask the second to leave his chain, rings and other belongings behind.
An incense stick in hand, he would set off for his date with divinity as others would state in disbelief. Disappearing for a few minutes, second person would run back screaming that he has seen God.
An unsuspecting victim would follow the suit, only to watch the incense stick turn to ash and no god in sight. In the meantime, the duo would run off with his possessions.
But the good times didn’t last too long. As the cons are apprehended and are now cooling their heels in the jail.

THE TREE AND THE BIRD


The Tree and the Bird
Swing, swing, said the bird
To the branch, twigs, leaves and trunk
For the days come as dark as dead
As evil as ever, as dark as cold
Then the tree opened up and said
All my life I didn’t fear rain, cold
Sun and snow, nor strong wind
Neither did I fear drought and hot season
What bothers you does not bothers me
Then the bird opened her mouth
An oracle concerning the tree
So harsh and frightening
Hear o tree for I open myself
Hear thee for I instruct and
Warn thee concerning your future
                                                
The same people who watered you
Nourished you cared for you
Dug a pit around you and supplied
You with urea and other things
Used you and your appearance
As symbolism to many generations
Have devised a wicked plan
A scheme so dreadful
That will shock you to the core
You may as well ask yourself
What have I done ?
Soon after the bird finished its words
The tree started to feel sad and angry
And cried loudly in this following manner

After all these years I have provided them
Enough fruits to keep them healthy and fit
I have left out the choice for them to pluck
And pick up as many fruits as they can
And eat them to their hearts content
My leaves have they plucked and prepared
Medicines ointments and other useful things
Many times my bark was stripped off
Leaving me naked for the purpose of
Creating gum, rubber and oils
I offered my leaves to cover their homes
Gave shelter from rain, cold and the scorching sun
I supplied perfect oxygen for them to breathe
Clean air and live healthy,
Didn’t I breathe in carbon dioxide for their good?
Not to mention the roots which play a major role
In manufacturing tonics
Finally I am to be thrown into fire to create
Light and warmth, and also provide cooking fire
I am proud not to announce that while dying
I am giving life, hope, joy to many of them
Ask not what they have done for me, but
Ask for what I have done to them

As the tree spoke these few words with great
Pain and agony in her heart and finished
Behold there came men like drones, ants
And grasshoppers in bands about thousand or more
Immediately the bird flew away from there
To save its life leaving the tree to its fate
Alone lay the tree now left to its curse
Never will the bird be able to come and
Sit on the tree and talk to her again
With a huge deafening sound and noise
They laid their instruments of hate
Curse and pain on the tree trunk
Hacked of her branches, twigs and trunk
Pulled of her trunk from the earth
Uprooted the roots and cut into pieces
Gathered the branches, leaves and twigs
Collected them everything packed everything
Went they on the same way they came
All of them happy whistling a song of triumph
And glory
This is the way the tree ended life
For they marched forward like an army
With them the machines they love
So cruel and fearful
Filled with envy, anger, proud and bitterness
Towards the nature, forests and vegetation
Committed deforestation as long as they could
As far as they could all on a large scale
If they will not stop we are all doomed.