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Monday, July 28, 2014

Absolution

Lust... It touched me at an early age,
I was a prisoner and in the cage.

A helpful hand was escaping in fog,
I called his name but it was gone.

There... they came with their head,
I went pale and was all red.

'Let me go, I want to go', I screamed,
But it was the light of darkness that gleamed.

'Hold her tight. I want it right',
My tears rolled down and lips were tight.

No one came out; 'come out' I plead,
see I am in shackles, get me freed.

Look... whose there? It's the one I know,
Come please, and like always let my life glow.

Shameless made me ashamed,
The moment was all tamed.

Myriads of emotions took hold of me,
It's all over, may be.

But see, I am left alone,
My cage open and all gone

As I got wings I flew high to the sun,
Like Icarus, I too was burnt

'Go, You have nothing, you little lad'
said those folks, all white clad

But that was not all I had,
The future was harsh and all bad

You can't feel the pain in which I live,
But to you, absolution is all I can give.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

ODE TO THE BASTARD

Holding the sheets furiously
I shut my eyes hard
his voice was darting on my mind
my hands twitched and I let the thought discard

A 'no one' guy sworn on me
yes he did shamefully
still I let the anger dissipate
and mused over the time ruefully

what was my fault???
I tried to take a stand
saving a girl from the clutches
of that menacing man

he called me a bitch
and threatened to kill
when he was wrong
still he got 'I-am-the-guy' skill

now I laugh
bursting out at his dull-headness
and pray to the bastard
to instill in me a bit foolishness

the dumbness to get agitated
and throw the tantrums onto the world
so that the folks could know
about the new cult

Bastard O Bastard!!!
impart me with the ultimate prowess
so that I can rise
from any menace

the ultimate bliss is
to be an ignorant
not learning from the mistakes
and enjoying being malignant

Bless me Bastard Bless me
you are the one in vogue
just see my devotion to you
that's my efforts for you to invoke...

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*Note- Bastard is no one but just a person in us who frowns at the righteous attitude of people and swear on them. Some of the part of the poem is ironical. The poem may get criticism but its my way to vent out my anger. Please DO NOT TAKE IT PERSONALLY...