Wednesday, 26 March 2014

I come to sell Happiness

I come to sell Happiness
Yet I am sad, No less
You'll expunge me for I look fake
You'll deceive me for I look compassionate
You'll be hostile to me for I am frail
Had this world been made of love, brotherhood and tender
You'd have deify my name
For I come to sell happiness
Yet I am sad, no less
So notorious is this world , for it's people
If one is gallant , the other is feeble
I gather the goods
To slaughter the bads
To pamper the grown-ups
And praise the lads
I know not , what the end will be
I know not , what the beginning was
Still I come to sell happiness
And I am sad, no less
I dream of a place called love
I dream of people called humane
Where only the snakes are morbid
And where only the pups fight for their mumma's milk
Where the peace in is blood
And where the poors are fed with the drops of Ganges courteously.
I know not when this dream relishes
I know not , what the destiny would be
So I come to sell happiness
To be sad, very less.

Tuesday, 25 March 2014

The Faint Desire

The sun shone eloquently
And my inner soul woke me up
I yawned, though not sleepy
"He is no more"said Dad vehemently
Followed by a wave of repulsion and despair which ran through me
It was a vague beginning to a monotonous day
But who could help it, he was gone
A mongrel, with an unfamiliar demeanor
Was standing before me
And I only had a bread to give and nothing
But he seemed to ask for something else
He waged his tail, thinking that I might save his life
And I wished my love could make him eternal
I felt fortuitous to have got time to show my benevolence
To feel him , to run my hand over his soft body
I went near him , thinking that he had a thirst of love
But before I could reach him , he dwindled away
Oh! He had gone , He had gone forever
The next day, I opened the door to let the sunshine come in
I saw a mongrel again
With different color
Different tail
Different nose
Different Demeanor
But the same eyes.
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