Story of a Breadwinner

Day and Night,
People fight,
Yet they are
Just so Far,
From this dark Tunnel's End light.


No Mercy,
No Pity,
This Cruel world,
Crushes them with all its might.

Yet,
Up they get,
Shake off the dust,
And double their Bet,
Never losing sight,
of their Target.

And in the end,
After all the amends,
Sacrifices and Adjustments,
The wall is breached,
And his goals achieved.

This is the story of  a bread winner,
with several mouths to feed,
Who is lost in that task,
To reduce the burden on those who succeed.

Not the orthodox style of writing. Experimenting with words and Paragraph placements. Hope you enjoy it.

Hey Babe

Hey Babe,
What is this thing with your eyes,
You make me wanna get hypnotized,
They are shinier than the shiniest ice,
Would Love to stare it all day long if given a choice.

Hey Girl,
You make me wanna fly,
You are the drug that makes me high,
You are like that Beautiful moon in the night sky,
Shining so bright than the other stars, they don't even have to try

I wonder what is it with U!!!

How can you just Kill a Man??

Here is something,
I don't Understand,
How can you just,
Kill a Man.

Wars are fought,
strategies are planned,
Ppl kill each other,
At an Old Man's Command.
An Old Man,
Whom they think is wise and Informed
But in reality,
Is too proud of his Uniform.

What good can come,
When you Kill in the name of Peace,
You are in turn,
Letting the Hatred Increase.

On the contrary,

Protecting thy self,
Is one's primary duty,
But don't let the decision be made,
By some fucking deputy.

So Please,

Come to your senses,
Clear the Ambiguity,
Coz Killing for Peace is like,
Screwing for virginity.

The Greatest Challenge for me Is

The Greatest Challenge for me is,
To experience a feeling of Bliss,
Without getting immediately bored,
Banging my Head on the door.

Yes that's right I get bored,
Of everything life has in store,
Be it listening to music or fables and lores,
Or just doing my daily chore.

I find nothing to keep myself entertained,
After a while my noggin starts to pain,
As if I am being tortured and tied to ball and Chain,
Everything I do starts to get mundane.

The Challenge for me is to keep it interesting,
things I do and find, after while distressing,
To be equipped with the art of finessing,
not do things for the sake of impressing.

This was my entry for a poetry contest, which required one to write a Poetry or a Precise starting with the words, 'The Greatest Challenge for me is ...'
Hope you like it.

(Image Courtesy : Technorati)

Goldigger's Lore

Take my hand and follow me,
Trust me, I would lead the way,
Through this forest full of trees,
To a safe place, I will take you away

Be my Queen, I would be your drone,
Trust me, and you would never be overthrown,
Together, we would rule this Hive,
Coz this trust lasts,only till you are alive,
 
I will leave, when you will die,
All that was once your's will be mine, 
Nothing to share,
Nothing to bear,
Off I go to find another one to care.