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.

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.

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I am So Glad to have met you

As I lay on my Bed
Thinking thoughts in my head
Wondering about things
That would have never happened
If we never met
I am so GLAD to have met you

As I pen down, the things in my mind
You interfere with my thoughts to remind
How wonderful it is to be with you
How Terrific it makes me feel
I am so GLAD to have met you

I am trying so hard
To keep in Touch
Even then we never meet as much
Is it because its meant to be
This beautiful thing between you and me
Or Is it because we are away
And cant do anything about this way
Whatever be the reason
I am so GLAD to have met you

Give Me back my Toys

I feel so happy
Seeing kids play with their toys,
People give all the riches in the world
Just to see this joy,
I sometimes feel so jealous,
Coz I was once that little boy.


That one little boy,
Who didnt care,
What not to say,
and what not to wear,
and needless to say,
would wander anywhere.


Look at me now,
Changed so lot and how,
Scared of the bow-wow,
Insecure about love,
In the crowd getting shoved,
Worried about the dropping
From a simple little dove

Give me back that innocence
Give me back that time
I dont want to be what I'm
Give me back my TOYS!!

Dreams

So, impossible it may seem ....
You have millions and zillions of dreams,
Each time when you think what to do,
Like when you are lazing around or sitting in the loo.

When you follow certain dreams,
Your life follows a certain theme,
Thats when boredom starts to set in,
And to acheive the dream, you no longer are keen.

Given an option, you gotta compromise,
Of what to keep and what to sacrifice,
Choosing the one you wouldnt achieve,
Would ruin everything, till now you weaved

So make the best and most out of your life,
Choose wisely and dont despise,
Coz after all its your dream,
However stupid it may seem.....