Sunday, May 10, 2009

Eternal Wonder...

No love is greater than her
No warmth is bigger than her
Her love is always ther
Mayn't a laugher
Never a harsher
For certain a tougher
But a gentle toucher
An eternal lender
The highest kinder
Ageless well wisher
The greatest teacher
The priceless wonder..
Mother

Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Victim

Her scream echoed across the ocean.
Alas,None heard the painful fusion.
Elated ogre rendered a grin...
It peeled her tender skin
Flesh ripped and bruised flutterd in ache...
Clothes torn and scattered in heartache...
Heart yelled with constant knots..
Where to ride and how to die?

Gown camouflaged her frame,
Oh!couldn't conceal her shame.
Streets choired the satire tone...
Beats of jeer and twit were thrown
Yearned a shelter to reach and rest..
Ah! she earned the screech and dust
Songs of heedless played through the flute....
Daughters and mothers followed the mute.

Where to ride in the world of wide?
No where to go,no place to hide.
Folks bugled the best curseword
and she became the street's jailbird.
Oh! world large and wide...
Alas,hearts small with pride!
Force spoke their common troth
Rotten and sloth became the oath

Wolves scratches lovely daughters..
Alas,No thought touches the devil mashers.
Beasts relish lovely pleasures...
and daughters burried as eternal martyrs.

Monday, May 4, 2009

Toiling Tots

A seven letter word pierce like a roar
It takes the soul and crushes like a sword
The dawn rings in the wonted tone....
To sweat,strain and relish the groan..

Colourful cohorts gaze and dance to seek
Some toil and wage to keep..
Abide the whipping songs of masters...
Oh!to feed grains to their folks

They gain and learn life..
Alas,discard and burry their little life..
Rules shower thousand rights...
Still they ravel in voiceless plights...

Afew rings em child and alots yell labour
Neither a child,nor a labour...
Bare victim of seven letter word
Poverty.