Saturday, January 12, 2008

Milez-My nostalgia

Miles away from my first home,
my mother's womb....
Miles away from my first nest,
my father's cuddling arms....
Miles away from my first love,
my sibling's angelic pranks....
Miles away from my first perch,
my serene locality..
Miles away from the cliffhanger,
my vivacious school life...
Miles away from my first sidekicks,
my childhood chums....
Miles away from the ineffable luxuries,
I left behind at bitter 16....

An Epilogue to Encumberance

Within the rotundity of earth,
Away from the mundane misanthropy,
Lies the elixir of altruism,
The eternal enzyme of philanthropy.
Off the unvarnished vulgarity,
Adrift the vitriolic diatribes,
And the venomous vendettas,
Lay the protege of peace,
The land of literati,
Where not the malicious but,
The benevolent survive,
Whose dexterity lies not,
in the malevolance or insolence,
But in compassion and munificence,
and here is where shall a man
Perceive paradise before rigor mortis......

The irony of death !!!!!!

When its time to go,
to part your soul,
to explore the life beyond,
you may skip a beat,
you may slip a stair.
Pushed to a state of utter despair,
when failure becomes your
tumbling stone of frustration
When abondonment is all that
You remember that happened to you.
when happy times seem all bygone
When dying seems easier than living.
When a cup of poison is sweeter
than a pint of treason.
When the question becomes to live or to die!!!