January 8, 2012

Potenant


Substance is slowly eroded by spin
Politicians care only enough to get in
Leaders no longer resign about honour
Cult of celebrity means all the be's wanna

Heroes are cheaters, performance enhanced
The God of the cathode keeps believers entranced
Faces are moulded and bodies are brushed
Speeches are empty and strategies rushed

Genes are now tailored to ensure they grow more
Its profit that profits, we all know the score
Programmes are shorter as adverts expand
Wherever you look now, the bland lead the bland.






This expresses my frustration at a profound shift in society which can be seen in politics, work, the media and relationships. It is making a lot of people unhappy, and I'm too stroppy not to whinge about it!



Also, this is a partly modified poem. Not completely written by me.

January 4, 2012

Deceptions [POEM]


Persistence of thoughts and actions,
Ceasing the inner enchanting.
Many blurred thoughts causing the distractions.
The mind the best place for trespassing!

People run after attractions and appearances,
Neglecting the thoughts making ourselves belligerent.
Thoughts neglecting values forcing adherence.
Thoughts that are intermittent.

Controlling the mind is out of thoughts,
Shaping the thoughts is a function of mind.
This lust ceases your nonchalance,
And everything and nothing is hard to find.

Cowardliness or temerity that penetrates these thoughts is not hard to find.
These thoughts are sole deceptions of mind.




-Written by me when i was in 10th Std. Thought of posting it despite the ambiguous meaning it gives.

January 2, 2012

Shame-Poo


There in the loo,
I sit broken hearted.
Went to poo,
But only farted.

Sitting calmly on the loo
getting prepared to have a poo...
A misty darkness starts to loom
As toxic vapours fill the room...

The punishment's been clearly dealt
As toilet roll begins to melt
And paint starts peeling off the walls
The gunk inside the toilet crawls..!!

The carpet, now a charred remain,
Is floating by the window pane
The door is warped; the light bulb burst
My little Girl fears the worst

She tries escape - alas in vain
She couldn't find the toilet chain
Young Girl realised too late
That chicken curry was her fate

I hope, my friends, you will awaken
Before another life is taken -
Heed my warning: NEVER POO
WHEN YOU'VE BEEN EATING VINDALOO...!!!