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Come on sit up and think

What wrong the blood sucking fly did

If it drank your blood and feasted upon it

My friend starvation is a bitch and it doesn’t want to die of it

Another interesting tale

Kind of old, kind of new

Who am I to judge what it is to you?

People shout aloud what came first, the chicken or the egg!

They should shut up and listen

Biology has an answer to their question

Read Darwin science and explain it for forthcoming occasion

Everyone loves light

Keeps the dark away and mood alight

The bulb keeps him happy and he does his job

Cometh the insects and he becomes an angry bob

Tries everything to shoo them away

Without even realizing the cause in the first place!

Now let me comment about humans in general

Everyone wants a treat and decide who all to call

Hahaha my friends before the party comes the plan

First should be where and how and not when and who’s

The person who realizes this obvious mistake

Has a bright and strong future prospect

And the rest will be condemned to follow and respect

As we are talking about human equation

Let me present another and wait for your reaction

The officer steals some cash from the pocket of a poor

Takes his wage a little and gives an angry look

The poor goes home disgusted and famished

Officer takes the money home satisfied

And the next day all the old bills disappear

You must be thinking

What was the aim for these wordings?

Why did the poet aim the conscious with no solution?

Is he going to give a speech and try to change the way I exist?

Sorry people! I only wrote this to tattle and baffle

There is no aim behind writing such a witless tale

Please talk amongst you all to give an appropriate end

And I will go ahead and confuse more

REVENGE

The time has come I can proudly say

For each little mistake you pay

I on top my world

And your life in twirl

There was a time

You had humiliated me

Your “*************” had its desired cause

It broke me, my soul and I fell on my back broke

At that time I was down and all out

As time passed on

Through the ashes I arose

Armed with an idea I came packed

For sweet lovely payback

And I struggled and struggled

To finally see you bend the spine

To make you realize

You aren’t the immortal person you describe

But a puny human which used to shine

I wish I could see you cry

Cry like a baby

For the mistakes you try

Oh man! The idea of you crying

Makes my whole body flying

The incident taught both of us a lesson

The people you lorded over and shout

Can teach you a lesson in the language you understand

And as for me, nothing is impossible

All you need is some effort, time and mind

I hope this was the fitting end to the saga

Otherwise next time

I come up to you and on your face

Will shout out loud

I was the one who fucked you, you little TWAT!!

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“Revenge is a dish best served cold”

Old saying from the Mafiosi in Sicily.

Tells that the best payback is the one that comes with planning, and that brings the most horrendous pain to your enemies when they are not expecting and are just enjoying the fruits of all the dishonor they brought upon you. One must wait so he can really inflict pain to those who wronged him. Careful planning is necessary so your enemies will suffer terribly, but you won't be harmed by the Law or by your enemies' allies.

"After cutting the guy's arms with the chainsaw and throwing to the sharks, Joe tells him: 'La vendetta es una minestra che se mangia fredda, my friend, or Revenge is a dish best served cold. That bitch thought she would be happy with her HS sweetheart after stealing my money and send me to jail? Now she is going to know the pain of lose everything she loves...' He then pulls his Beretta and shoots the guy in the head"

Uprising

Times are hard , crops have withered

Life equates into nothingness

Past seems haven

Present a living hell

Future an undying death

Eagles fly over lands

Rivers of blood flow

Reapers come in masses

While good men stay mute

People die in heaps

Prayers to dementors lie unanswered

Silent rebellion brews

All the while cruelty grows

Naive offspring questions senselessness

And death creeps everywhere like shadows in night

Reapers become a blessing

An escape from chaotic madness

Good men rise up

The forgotten gain heart'

Caesars reek of fear

Lambs are sent to slaughter

Last uprising is crushed

Leaders turned into slaves

reapers become a blessing

Life equates into nothingness

Past seems haven

Present a living hell

Future an undying death

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Oh I sit and wonder

Looking over to the million dollar poster hung over thebroken thing

With a feeling that something is not right

What would it feel like to have a pocket full

To have a stomach full, more to buy more

Fully stitched clothes covering the malnourished body

Spending few to buy materialistic happiness for peoplearound me

And yeah with the rest, bills will be the best

That day that time will arrive

Others will be happy to see my wallet

Wherever I will go, they all will stand and notice

And I beneath happy, will be free to throw a sulky look overto they

Ah! I will attract you to me

Throw some diamonds free with plastic card

In a warm home with lit chimney

Will make sweet romance and I with you always

It’s foolish to think all this right on

With this lowly pay and huge bills

Yesterday gave my dream job interview

And today waiting for something to ring

I wonder how will I be part of the professional life?

Sleeping till 11 in the morning

Listening to the music while trying to get up

Running late for the afternoon class

I wonder how will I be part of the professional life?

Listening to the professor`s lecture

Appearing very drowsy and tired

But alert mind being far away

I wonder how will I be the part of professional life?

Finally reaching room after a hard days work

Being surrounded by family and friends

Getting warmed up for another late night adventure

I wonder how will I be part of the professional life?

Semester after semester, getting disappointing result

Each time promising you from this semester I will study

But soon falling back to old practices

I wonder how will I be part of the professional life?

College life is what defines me

I love it and want to live forever

Sadly the time will come to graduate

I wonder how will I be part of the professional life?

Death

In the cloud of smoke

I imagine what death is going to be

The death of swift and painless

Or slow and tortuous…..

The life of materialism is so useless

People running here and there

To gain an ounce of happiness which doesn’t even matter!!

Having the look in the deep sunken eye

All conveying the same thought

Why is he or that such a pain in the ass!!

While growing up, I never imagined such hollowness

The hollowness which can never be filled

No matter what you do, it still out there

Its rightly said man`s greed has no end.

I on the other hand have no wish, no worries to do this or that

All I wanted was a calm mind and the adolescent dream

I wanted to be with her and die holding her hands

The last image being that lovely face of hers

Alas!! It was planned something else

I only had her for borrowed time

The love, the hope all gone with her

She`s gone, the feeling of hopelessness is what I am left with

Sadly the time has come to carry on without her

But the dream of holding her hand still lingers inside

It`s such a pain and I don’t want that

Death please be swift and finish me off as effortless as permissible.

*Sigh* *Sigh* Why the hell do the i had to do that? Why couldn`t i have just listened to the people around me and done the right thing? Inspired by the poem "Road Not Taken", Harish for the first time went forward with his grand plans and did the right thing according to him.

Harish by nature was a carefree guy who never had dreams of his own. He used to do what others told him. He went to school and passed with good grades, all for the sake of his parents. He studied for engineering entrance test because his friends were doing it. Most of his friends had the dream of going to a perfect college and graduating with a perfect placement. And all Harish wanted to do was what his friends wanted to do. He had never given a serious thought to his life, career or even what was he going to do the next day. But all this changed after his coincidental meeting with a spiritual guru. The guru instilled a feeling of belief and pride in him and gave the "pravachan: Beta tu woh kar jo tera dil kahe......dusro ki mat sun....jo dil kare wahi kar" These were the life changing days for the young man who never cared for a thing in his life. After the departure of the Guru and his Pravachan, Harish went again back to his old ways.

One day he happened to catch hold of an old battered book in the library. Gazing and fast forwarding through the book, a thought provoking picture caught his attention. What he saw was a man with looking forward towards a road which was branching into two roads. One road was a busy road and everyone used to travel upon it. The other was a less frequent upon. Harish in order to satisfy his curiousity starting reading the poem. Externally he only took 5 minutes to read the poem but internally seeds of storm were being planted. He started thinking about his life and made a list of things which he wanted to do and the things he did because others did. List 2 was full and could have run into pages. List 1 had only Prerna. The girl whom he had crush upon in school. Due to some misfortune, he hasn`t been able to talk to her for years now. She was one being disappoint for him and now he harbours no feelings for her.

After reading that poem, something changed. His way of looking towards the same old things changed drastically. Lets say he became wiser and more worldly. And today was the first time he actually did what his heart told him and not what his friends told him. But sadly he failed miserably.