Why a raven is like a writing desk?

It creaks, It has legs, It is black,
It eats paper, creates litter, lots of slack
frustrates you if you are a sitter
It is very very bitter
It can knock you out
lets you walk about
It is curious to the hilt
Has a very strong built
And it doesn’t wear a kilt
It is not made of plastic
Its finish is fantastic
as I make things up
drinking tea in a cup
with my friend mad hatter
whose question is the matter
he seems quite pleased
riddle’s answer finally released
Raven suddenly flies far
contemplation left ajarIMG_0057.JPG

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Faith

White robes,
Or Black robes,
Caps of crafts
Diamond crusted staffs
Beautiful mosques
Cathedrals grand
Golden temples
Shiny stands
This is Religion
Really?
This is vanity
Human insanity
The one truly matters
Lives in your heart
Want to please him
Better start
From inside
Deep within
Voice begins
It tells the truth
It will not fail
Inside, faith prevails!!

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Mind poodle

Where to
Here do
What you want
want to do
Play chess
Marry Tess
Whoaaa!!!!
Not so fast
Slow down
Recess
Situation
Assess
Let’s race
Let’s face
Morning sun
Evening haze
Wandering minds
Searching souls
Hit and kick
Perfect goals
Roll and roll
Be bold
Spill beans
Stories you
never told
How is life
Walk in park
White lark
Fly away
Bite and bark
Utter dark
In my mind
Let me find
Some light
Strong fight
Tangy sour
delight
Hand’s slight
Magic tricks
Stones and sticks
Colossal bricks
Build a home
Mind dome
Eyes roam
Slow down
Calm nerves
Near town
Crazy folk
Get a hint
Thoughts lock
Not a sound
Life’s end
Heaven bound
Or was it hell
Can’t tell
Both of them
Same to me
Kind of…
Sort of….
Lame to me

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Anthem of the oppressed

‘Chin up, fire in our eyes
Drumbeat of hearts
Roars of the lion
Here we go’

We are here, we are here
We are so bloody here
Do you hear
Oppressors
Do you hear
Dictators
Do you hear
Do you really really hear
our call for a battle
armed with pens
we advance to our homeland
Your heart will rattle
Yes, go ahead
Go ahead and ahead
Take out guns
On brave daughters
soil sons
Not a single soul will run
Perhaps
towards you only
How many will you kill?
We are here, we are here
We are so bloody here
TELL US
How many will you kill?
Graves will fill
Blood will spill
We keep coming still
Determined we are
Abomination we are
To you and your clan
Dust and ashes
Your best laid plan
To rule on our graves
You haven’t seen our braves
You won’t go far
will hunt you down
with our quills
They do kill,
They do kill
Do you hear
We are here, we are here
We are so bloody here,
Do you hear
Our mighty,
mighty quills,
They do kill,
your Ignorance
and of this world
Soon dawn arrives
Humanity survives
Air will clear
We will steer
Path to redemption
You will be
No way near
Do you hear
We are here, we are here
We are so bloody here
Do you hear

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Ancient

I, a million years old,
sitting underneath
shadow of my master,
admiring all blessings,
suffering each disaster,
time has been an endless companion,
seen Mother Earth’s magic,
then sapiens did the damage, so tragic,
tears dripping with some red colour,
through wrinkles of my age old face,
along-with traces of humanity,
lost memory, past my sanity,
now weak and senile,
thinking Samaria and Nile
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