Human Race


[Observe closely]

God’s clever jokes

Have no end

And we are bound to laugh,

Whether we are alive or dead!

But you always a choice,

To take control as God or stay as human!

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For The Almighty’s Amusement!


For The Almighty Amusement - 24

Dramatized by

What you perceived

Still careless to talk about

How it actually leaped

*

Maybe the society, the world

The tension, the enunciation of true nature

Are hypnotized

By the mystical sense of God’s Humour!

24th poem of NaPoWriMo 2016 series!

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Satan’s Customer Care


Satan's Customer Care - 8

Is your blood getting violet and darker,

Or are you hallucinating about the nightingale?

No hurry to answer, take your time;

Your life is anyway boring and mundane!

*

Beware! do not talk about God,

We are not so popular among them!

Keep your voice as loud as you can,

Screaming and scaring are our proud traits!

*

Oh, forgot to tell you

That we have Anti-God syrup;

If suffering from God’s law of nature

Use it with demonic water after stirring up;

*

You seem so silent, worried?

I assure this conversation is volatile

And if someone knows about it

We demons are always available at 666; just dial!

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I Found a Penny


I Found A Penny

Day 21

I Found a Penny

Standing on the metro street

He was looking for something,

In suit-boot and tie

He seemed very rich;

*

On his up and down movement

People started staring,

With his constant wasted efforts

He looked extremely worried;

*

I crossed the road by covering 24 yards

Tossed myself to make the appearance,

He noticed but waited for my question,

“Which path goes to the st. Mark Mansion?”

*

To continue his search process

He pretended like he was in hurry;

“Did you lose something?”

“Yes, a Penny. My Lucky Penny!”

*

I thought for a while,

“Can I have his penny?”

I reached to my left pocket

To offer him my penny

*

He turned up his eyes with a proud smile

And In sunshine, his face was fading

“Oh great, you found it?

From now, this will be your lucky penny!

Keep it.”

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Avatar in You


Avatar

Day 16

Avatar in You

Taking a first step

To the door stairway

Brings the moon closer

That displays a new runway

*

I can hear

The vibration from the door far away

Possibly from the merciless land

A tyrant would have come this way

*

“The sin what you have done

Price, you all have to pay

I will pick every single foxy people here,

Chop their head and serve it to the golden tray”

*

I could follow the sound from the door

And had a chance to climb and get away

But I decided to rather stay

A flicker spark inside me pulled me back

And grant the divine power to bring new Avatar

“I, in the name of lord, command you to surrender right away!”

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God’s Conspired Theory


Gods Conspired Theory

God’s Conspired Theory

It lives in a door of hesitancy,

Too proud to expose curiosity,

Vision chases the Ostrich run,

Swings for the taste of Raspberry;

*

The monotonous way doesn’t entertain,

It believes in breaking patterns rather than being in strain,

Always looks for the twinkling chuckle of mockingbird

And laughs when it rains;

*

Do we understand what we are talking?

Is it you or me?

God once created the one,

We molded into pieces and made the philosophy.

*

See, told you

There is a conspired theory behind it!

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Echoes


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Echoes

From the top of the hill

When I screamed,

I heard the echoes

Of my own voice stream.

 

I looked around,

Tried to capture more sound,

In considerable amount of time,

I realized that it vanished out

 

I was confused,

Where it all gone,

Mystery painted a new venture for me

But I stood there fully stoned.

 

I accumulated more sound inside me

And once again voiced out in musical strike,

Suddenly, demon darkness covered the world

And I was in the flash golden concentrated light.

 

In a few seconds,

Very low siren sound has reflected back on me,

It kept on increasing, higher and higher,

My whole body was trembling in this high intensity.

 

I folded my ears in between of knees, teary eyes,

Extreme pain was almost killing me though,

Still I managed to cry out, ‘Help me’,

Eventually, siren stopped, daylight was on now

And I felt new, fresh but the same world, oh sure!