Slinging scribbles

Sickle sickle, i am broke with only a nickel! You cut the grass, i wish i could cut u! Enrich myself as the humans do!

A resplendent morning,glimmering and shining, Perhaps had rose to an occasion,known only to few but to him no doubt... It was the day dedicated to me,the day he owed me for providing all that i came to know, To know that i had pleasures unlike them, To know the gory unknown that lay behind the mother's womb.. So i decided to put up a strongest virtue, to bless myself with secured future for countless lives like they say in Karma, Being human that i was,selfish enough to do only things that realized a considerable profit... Yes,to gain from a 'noble' deed,to figure out an uncommon deal,i visited the orphanage, A place for orphans to be,for them to be confidently illiterate who know not any thing about them... Society raises its ugly face to some,but for them who did not even see their mother's face, Some discarded without being given the pleasure of a normal development.. The most basic requirement of all,sadly turned out to be a luxury for them, Yessum,i vi...

I be a man yet I say that, With sheer disgrace on my mankind When I say that, It’s just not me or you But chauvinistic men when I say that, Love women only for lust? How jejune when I say that; For ages compromising love for lust, Draining your fluid for the forceful fun Can’t you feel her pain when you fill your lust? Its foolish men when I say that What a coward piece of scribe When I write that; Can’t win her love yet play like a soldier; To what do you take your pride for? Is it even worthy enough to be severed by a brave sword? Pray, tell me you do feel shameless when I say that! I proclaim, am enough foolish, When I myself say that; For when I contemplate the unseen, My actions remain bleak. Though he, who writes and prays for all, Asks the providence for favor, for one for all; Do not make us foolish enough, Only to entertain our lust and desires! Love is what they ask and I pray for!  

how excited i was to see you,to feel you,to grasp you; as we met at a distance which failed to set us apart for ever. how happy i was to gaze at you, to smell you;the familiar scent that had engrossed me in you for years. if every word were to lose their beauty to you, then my scribe would be such a shame eyes behind those veil,smile of a distinct flair, wouldn't my kiss,if i could,be considered a sin,to tell thee a few. your lips,thin as though the petal of an elusive flower, made the most urgent touches to your words in peace, as the incandescent glow on your face mesmerized me with its perfection . but forever seemed too far as the curse of time kissed us, and so thou had to leave like a dew; no wonder i couldn't bid you a proper adieu...

Lives were always meant to be a part of change,the world believes in regardless of the soul who meekly surrendered to its needs.The life i put under the words went through the same;nothing new,yet written by few. "love is always innocent.it hardly goes beyond the pump of the heart,speaks what she likes with a closed heart!i experienced it!yes,yes i felt it.eyes talked their way out of the muttering masses.We cared for each other as if the world had come to a pause to take the note,learn a lesson or two from the soulmates,on how to love and being loved the same way.Emotions played a bigger role than the expectations from the actions.we dreamt of the shining stars that lit our way as we walked through the sunset with a breath that shared us with the bay!And i had this early love which i felt was the amazing walk of my life." The life i view now may put me under the scanner for the negativity i share with it.May happen that am described as the citizen of some obstinate conser...