Poverty

Our little man wonders what to buy next

big frills, red stone mansions and little thrills

A shiny car sits outside wanting to take

our man for a ride to the mountain top.

Man is little but his ego big, he wants

a plane and not a car, not for his wife

but for the tall mistress who lives next door.

A little boy who lives in mystery land

wants a piece of bread for him and his mom.

His mother made juice for him later that day

surprised and saw that it was his birthday.

Love Divine

Little flowers move gracefully in air,

Gentle breeze blows dew drops from new leaves.

This silence is music to their ears,

broken by his words, sweet,touch gentle.

Her heart beats faster, pulse races now,

beads of sweat from the warmth of their love

brace the lovers tight as they embrace,

two moons shine blissfully on this day.

Pearls of laughter on her soft, pink lips

caresses his wounded heart atlast.

The lovers unite as bells chime sweet,

Their Gods seem happy; this is divine.

Marriage

Two birds happily chirping on a tree

were looking to explore nature just free,

Their friends thought it is best to live in nest

Living in sin is not considered first.

Four walls were put right to surround them safe

four walls safe but peace and happiness chafe

protects emptiness inside from bursting

love this beautiful concept called Marriage.

Against her will

misty dew drops on her body, look shiny in the hot sun, creates pools of water near
her big, beautiful feet,
cruel sun loved her looks melting her into shapeless elixir of life, crushing her spirit
and her proud stature;
little pools took shape from the transparent glass of the icy abode, taking directions
that didn't mean to be;
'tis nature's course, happily went travellers in their monstrous machines of style ,
emissions notwithstanding;
warmed lonely souls in regions where cotton like masses of inconvenience fell from
hell, they thanked God,
their industries make smoky poison, it is hotter now, prodigies in labs estimate ,
poison kills people,
their labs destroying trees for finding obvious, homes overflowing with gadgets of
hell in each corner,
our queen sheds a million tears, her beauty evaporating fast, engulfs lands and life
against her own will.

The Blame Game

He broke her heart by saying NO ,words hurt
but it had hurt most when he said so. A
sudden pain crippled her brain, did he say NO?
She thought so. Tears came like a generous stream.

Young and innocent, there she was, not knowing
first who she was, but she really thought she was
going to die, die a death emotionally.

Moving on, years later, she realized, he
liked her, tried to remember what he said,
he had told, "No, wait for me." It was too
late for them 'cause she had moved on with her life.
But He had better plans for them, cause she's
married to him now paying a huge dowry!

She bought her love for half the price. She had
thought she had the better deal, but he cheated
her by not giving love, not her fault but society's!

Heaven called Earth

When people become citizens of globe,
where there are no boundaries, castes, or races
Where the Satan called discrimination is slain
Where people dont feign patriotism and wage war,
trees are left to live and nature untouched,where
water doesn't contain waste, air not carcinogenic,
When love isn't arranged, marriage not a contract,
Where the devilish system of dowry is killed,
and corruption unheard of, where people are free,
their mind unpolluted, that is where real heaven on
Earth is and thats where our dear children should be.

Poorer Choice

He keeps thinking if his choice is right,
maybe he should have learnt to code right
can't stop thinking about what to write
'Cause writing is right and his birth right.
People say its crazy to change course
Money talks and it talks not, when he
chooses to write. He tries to code but
poetry flows, thus cementing poverty.