The road to DeLiGhT!

Remnant of a scent !

Sleepy, the elevator I get in

Blast.. a scent prevails

And there, it begins

Is he tall or tiny

Stout or slim

Mushy or muscular

Harsh or hushed 

So, my folklore played

On and on with horses and carriages

With castles and marriages

With spoilage and cabbages

Zoned out for ages.

Few fine days later, 

At the elevator,

A pretty lady, a neighbor

Smiles, the ice breaker 

Boom like a razor

The scent ..Ooh..

Thank God for S.377 legislature! 

" ImMoRtALiTy "!

Immortality lies in the legacies.

That our fore fathers left,

The recipes our grannies kept.

In fables and fairy tales

In music, art, words and veils.

In your strength and struggles

and your tent and troubles.

Through the light and the dark

in the legacies you mark!

Fools are those who believe in the body.

For people far younger carry,

Legacies painted vivid of vary.

Inspiration they bury.

In our souls old and wary

A fire they ferry

In an attempt to make us too "legendary"! 

THE KILL.

Smiles she painted

Colours she filled!

Joy she bought,

Light she spilled.

An Ice Burst, is all she killed !!!

IF ONLY COULD SOMEONE LOVE THE LOST!

All she ever wanted was
a small pill of love.
A pill to make it full.
Full of music and colour,
Full of chaos and cheer,
Simply just, full of life!
So, pills she took.
Day by day  & hour by hour
To keep the high,
To skip the pit,
To swim the depth,
To cope the wretched,
To heat the heart,
To think and To dance.
To live a lie,
What not she did?
Only if she knew
That she scout,
was naught out!
But in confines of
The heart it sprouts!!

A petition I write!

In all the chaos of daylight,

Don't lose "the light".

It's all about the fight!

Love with all might.

No matter what is right.

Don't be a spite !

Learn to be a brave knight.

For the future is bright.

May you always be a delight!

Have the ability to rewrite.

To become not a Frostbite,

Dance with all excite !

Coz it's only your limelight.

May all the Bull fight

Only ignite

A new light 

To shine bright

Brighter than the daylight.

SOUNDS OF IRONY

Injustice you see.

Can't you see your own?

Love you feel.

Hard to express your soul?

Hatred you  brew,

can't you simmer it down?

Kindness thee express,

is it for the stage you are upon?

Polite words you sing.

Oh! such a Off tune song.

A  perfect part you portray.

Like Brutus did his own!

What else shall I say,

For humans we are now.