Dawning of the North

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

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Chase

I won’t chase after…. Something elusive Something dismissive Something invasive That borders on the repulsive I won’t chase after toys Something coy A ploy That will make me burn like troy I won’t chase after… Something wickedly seductive That makes my emotions captive Derives pleasure in my pain I can’t chase fakes that break down Costly mistakes that bring a man down The stakes are high And down the stake you go

FuN MaKerS

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

” There are days….” PART 1

There are days I…. Dream of finding you In the midst of familiar faces In the hue of broken images At the crossroads Of passion and craze Of heart and soul There are days... I behave like a klepto A jambazi Stealing glances Of your beauty That’s charming Mesmerizing There are days I… I look at you And all I can do is whisper Thanksgiving to the one who Breathed life to you Coz you are absolutely High dropped gorgeous ( inspired by mambobyad )

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