MEANINGLESS...

Your sweet “likes”

Have no meaning

For they are merely a click

On a mouse without feeling

Like meaningless words

Uttered without feeling

remain unused swords

That are not useful

To neither you nor me.

Appreciation or praise

Is a must if you wish the world

Not when you want to renounce it.

Meaningless words; meaningless thoughts

Meaningful hearts; life then starts…

THE WOLF WITH A LAMB’S HEART

A Wolf found great difficulty

in getting at the sheep

owing to their agility

of staying  out of reach

He then thought up a strategy

To get closer to them

He claimed he had a surgery

And had a lamb’s heart like them

The poor sheep did believe him

And thus did he befriend them

Until, their leader did he become.

The leader appeared noble

And did really care for them

But he could not resist to gooble

And make a feast of some

A lamb would be found daily missing

And their leader would act as if a searching

While he felt it was truly a blessing

To eat a fatted lamb everyday

for it would keep the doctor away

the favourite of the lamb’s part

would be the poor lamb’s heart

for after all he was

a Wolf with a lamb’s heart.

Don’t ask me if the wolf was caught

For in today’s world

It is not the honest as we are taught

Who escape scot free….

But only the wolf with a lamb’s heart.

BOLD TO CALL

As long as we are ashamed

or totally scared

to call a spade

just another spade

we remain mere wimps

unworthy of a better society,

Yes, that’s a certainty…

EVOLUTION WIERD

I live in a truly vast place

Where the monkeys are more human

Than the humans who are the lesser monkeys

I live within a beautiful creation of God

Where the deer have turned into donkeys

Emboldened by human civilization

Timidity they have shed

For the more we evolve

The more animal we become.

While the animals evolve their sixth sense

We sink into pure nonsense.

We all boil in the kettle

Of evolution and refinement

And the froth, grit and grime settle

On top of the kettle a boil

Claiming to be made of human soil.

Evolution too is corrupted by the selfish kind

A hacker’s virus in the human mind

The ego virus coming from the self

Oh God, on me please be kind.

PLEA FROM THE NEGLECTED KIDS

Mummy, mummmieee, me,

Don’t be mad at me

You are mad; not me

For you run after money

And vehemently claim

you are earning it for me

while you don’t care truly

to earn my love

by being with me.

For with your love

I can earn my keep

And not be dependent

On your pockets deep

So just spend time

with me; while I be me