Glorious exceptionalism (an anthem for being different)

you standout
from the crowd
believe deliverance
trust in difference

come on
you stand,
standout
from the crowd

what is holding you back
have courage, sail
you will, unarguably, fail
many times,
most of the times

just believe,
standout
standout
from the crowd
from the crowd

pick yourself up
dirt will disappear
a new you appear
bask in glory

standout
from the crowd
they are waiting
standout
from the crowd

doubters, shouters
hooters, looters
will feel sorry
for what they did,
they should

standout
standout
from the crowd
you deserve it!

Thousand stories lurking

does a story need an explanation,
a beginning and ending
a heroine, a hero, a saviour landing

a jester, a villain, thousand characters
undefined, just mentioned, since they
have an ordinary life, not worth telling, or selling

background noises, low and loud voices
eccentricity, abnormality, excitement
trickery, treachery and enticement

why plot always thickens, never slackens
pulse always quickens, so does music
when it comes at a juncture,

good and evil warring factions,
pauses, screams and inactions
why a story needs to be told

Earth, Sky could be better
with nothing but a mundane living
if it is in peace, contentment release

it is a thought, may be not to our liking
sometimes better than faking
or lacking, adventure being seek

a story where there is none
narrated by someone
totally trustworthy, made to lie

and fabricate, for true amusement
of few, who knew, from the beginning
what transpires, creativity inspired

a story, an epic, a tale,
I come up with one, every day,
without fail, just to see you smile

Geese and wheeze

A two head goose
Had a bad wheeze
Went to the vet
Wanted some release
Vet got scared
Seeing her sneeze
Don’t you worry
Goose said please
No one being harmed
We have come in peace
Vet gave her pills
Ceased her disease
Goose relieved
Paid vet’s fees
In old coins
And lots of cheese

Unique

Genius tries to hide
Mingles in masses
Colour gives her away

Before innocence

age before
innocence
I met you
roses greeted
with hearts
in their hands
no one stood
a chance
to match that
grace, beauty
master creator
fell in those
sparkling eyes
no one survives
just you and
your hidden
smile
eyes dreaming
what will be
all we can see
is you

Amour

Passion spreads,
souls consumed
Intoxicating lust,
affection assumed
joyous craziness,
riotous elations
Annoyance, fondness,
fickle emotions
Chess commences,
intricate game
Senses leave,
shredded shame
never the same,
within dark forest,
unfathomable mist
an improbable tryst

Natural rider

Cool bikers
Green bikes
Get out humans
Take a hike
Deemed
unworthy
for earth