Fire

An arrow launched
in the air, fire in its belly
winged beetles chased
They met on horizon top
Kissed the sweet flare of death
Inferno sparks, crescendos heard
We just saw how fire works
It’s dark magic, tragic!

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Home

However it is
It’s my home
My castle, my life
In hunger, in strife
My refuge, my dome
It’s my home

Don’t say bad things
it’s not posh
You look through my eyes
It’s better than
White House
It’s better than
even Rome
It’s my home

Life has been tough
I hit the rough
many times
Each time I know
What to read
Where is my tome
It’s my home

Invaders have come
Bruises and some
Scorching sun
Making sure I burn
This will be life, and
catacomb
It’s my home

Gift

been given the ultimate gift
soul elating heart lift
end senseless drift

silk soft hand
kissing grass, feeling sand
beauty and charm heaven send

accept these with open arms
beautiful bouquet of charms
cold heart warms

renewed life begins
new day, dawn commence
soul filled with joy immense

Priorities

If life is a race
to the top
you realise
conceptualise

doesn’t really matter
how much you stall
at the end you fall
Gravity pulls hard

all what ultimately
logically, if unwilling then
sometimes tragically
belongs to earth’s bosom

pick a colour
from soul’s prism
as long as it has love
humility and care

take your time, dig deep
for a perfect spot
to lie in loving,
embrace of our mother

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

Maverick

Went on my own
removed all inhibitions
friends advice
foes determinations
angered all,
everyone wanted
a great big fall
my face in a pie
legs in the sky
their wish
was not granted