Tag: poetry

Paving stones erect as usual
Perpendicular to the road
Their tops crowned
With pavement
Their bodies
Kept apart
By tears of concrete

My future stood
Enticing me,
One meme
At a time,
My success stared.
Watching me
One meme
At a time.
My goals wept
Watching mem
One meme
At a time
I lol'd

The idle distraction
The active imagination
The loud laughter,
All these
A meme
I have forgotten,
How to burst
Into laughter.
How,
It feels
To wipe tears
How it hurts.
When,
Your ribs
Laugh with you.

I stood up to tackle
The keyboard.
I fiercely
Starred it down.
Knowing that
My greatness,
Was sacrificed
For its pleasure.

I looked over
Wishing for a simple life.
I looked through
Wishing for a visionary life.
I looked over
Wishing  for a memorable life.
I blinked,
Because  I do  not  
Wish to die.

I knew better, a headline taught me

I hated intensely, a headline taught me

I cliche furiously, a headline taught me

I argued loudly, a headline fed me

I became superior, a headline lifted me

The story?

Oh, too boring. 

The country stood up
Cracked its back
Flexed its fingers
The yoke was off.

His mind trapped
His words drowned
His instinct paralysed
All that he had
Were his eyes.
He watched the world
His trapped pysche,
Rampaged
Ravaged
Turned them
To mush. 

He stood at the edge of the path,
Facing the unending
Herds of buffalo grass
He swung a foot off the edge,
And into the herd
In one motion
His hand gripped
The throat of a single stalk,
With a whince and a pop,
He freed it
From its roots,
His parted lips
Welcomed
A trophy,
For now,
With golden rudder
Parting his lips
He became fearless
An adventurer.

A broken heart
A poet's saviour
The launchpad of a 1000 sonnets.
Or the deluge of tears
Dishonesty laid bare.
Hope dashed
A misnomer.
The heart is unbroken
A raging pulse
The only thing broken
Is selfish
Expectation.