Saltedpen

Laughter rent the air A perfect mix of sun and rain Glittering raindrops Children screaming Stomping on sun kissed puddles Driving tyre sticked Ferraris, BMWs, Mercedes With sound effects Mbrrr…nyeeeeee….pshhhhh Toys are us! All you needed was a little Imagination And the cars came to life Never mind the missing Iron coat hangers and patipati And all the rubber bands Ohh what fun The splashing and racing ‘Safarirary’ a muddy affair Dirt was good And Persil knew To those who made fun And still do

Its irony It does not apply To the minority but To the majority There is a past We all familiar with Filled regrets Of deeds committed Of thoughts crafted Of their consequence unknown Of their wisdom unsown Left in tatters No heroes no khaki (Icons of the past) Like an A- BOMB Dropped in Hiroshima They’ve caused havoc We’ve flattened the cities We have burned the bridges As the boom rang… It all boomeranged Like a wicked curve ball We never saw it coming…. Stinging our ears Darkening our eyes Chocking as we inhale And smoking as we exhale And as the debris settled All that is left An eerie wasteland Let’s go back Before it all imploded To the root Before Laplace did a transform Way back to the genesis Where a thought was 'incepted' ‘We could be like God Better yet We could know everything’ Flash forward In despair and enslaved Shackled and starved In need of a savior  So a voice is heard “I

The next two months will be 'history' themed. Basically i will be posting some work done in the past and new ones...enjoy. I will start off with a protest Give me two words To refuse to diffuse this Emergency of redundancy To restore parity In this unjust travesty Give me two words To silence the voices and Remonstrate with passion To this uncouth detention Of my munificent heart Give me two words To send a war cry To gather arms and call My loyal ally chivalry To fight by my side Give me two words Like an expert hunter With a tinge of callousness Drawing you closer Knowing It’s only a matter of time Give me two words Pulsating and pleasant Disarming and enchanting Charming and fascinating Captivating and enthralling Coz in the end That’s what you are So give me two words That is definitive Love protest!

The clouds shifted seamlessly Making way for the sun A beautiful procession As it prepared To make the skies its possession An evil plot To capture the north To engulf it in darkness Through greyish clouds And stop the north Stop it from waking Stop it from rising Hatched by ‘mercurial’ minds That can only be scoffed at Threats of a shadow Conspiracy of fools For the sun will rise And there will be a dawn For the north