Adrift - Poem

 A poem inspired by the images I clicked.

My previous poem: I have no time

I Have No Time - Poem

 

My previous poem: Lockdown Mind

Lockdown Mind - Poem

 

Also, read my previous poem Never growing old

Never Growing Old - Poem

 

Also, check out my previous poems 

QuaranTime

My aching heart

QuaranTime - Poem

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And my previous poem My aching heart

My Aching Heart - Poem

This poem is dedicated to all those who have recently had a break up in their relationship and wish that their partner had not given up so easily on them and wish they had answers to their questions instead of left hanging and wondering what was the real reason for it to end.


Have a read of my other poem as well Start Anew -Poem

Start Anew - Poem

Dedicated to all the people going through a breakup 

Also, go read my other poem My miserable life

My miserable life - Poem

I wish I could bang my head against the wall
that way I know, I could end it all

Is there a point to this miserable life
it's just so full of strife

There was a time when life was simple, it was fun
now it's just sad and nowhere to turn

The circle of life should have its ups and downs
but mine doesn't seem to get off the ground

I feel so lonely, broken and blue
shattered in a million pieces, that can never be glued

Where is the love that's essential for life
seems to have gone away, leaving me empty inside

Maybe it's me that is to blame
but no matter what I do, nothing seems to change

It's sad how society dictates all these terms
about what is right and what is wrong

Grow up they say stop acting like a child
what do they know, I am already old inside

Tears pour out of me every day
now if only this would all go away.

My previous poem: We - But....

Farewell, Not Yet - Poem

A poem that husbands can use in case your wife decides to kick you out of the house because you took her for granted and you are truly sorry about what you have done...  (click image for bigger view)

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Chicken Soup for the Mumbaikar

A poem on the Chicken - Mumbaikar

I am just a chicken

Who lives in a coop

Who is afraid that one day

It will end up being in a soup...

I am too afraid of when

One day, will come the hen

So I hide away in the pen

To get away from them…

More chickens are added each day to the pen

A lot more than, that can be handled by the hen

Now each day we fight for the space

So that we don’t end up in a daze…

Soon I should leave this coop

To avoid being part of the soup

That would be made a day when

If not with me, then with another hen...

Along then came the farmer

Who brought along his hammer

To fix the door of the pen

Oh how will I escape then...

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ViagRISE Mumbai

Dont you think our city is on a high dose of ViagRISE....
here's why

there is RISE in the no of AIDS...
there is RISE in the no of RAIDS..


there is RISE in the case of Burking cops...
there is RISE in the case of Terrorist plots..

there is RISE in the no of Potholes..
there is RISE in the no of Assholes..

there is RISE in tax on Booze...
there is RISE in tax thats on the News...

there is RISE in the price of Fuel...
there is RISE in the price to use the Pool

there is RISE in the case of Pollution...
there is RISE in the case of Population...


there is RISE in the cases of Adulteration..

there is RISE in the cases of Corruption...

dont you think its high time that some of these RISE's fell...

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We... But... - Poem

We complain of the heat,

But we plant no trees.

We want to break the habit,

But we still pick up the cigarette.

We hate the crime,

But we still pay the bribe.

We love to chill.

But we don’t want to pay the bill,

We love to give advice,

But we don’t do what’s right.

We want to change,

But we never will.

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