Tuesday, July 1, 2008

And then there was a Pitchfork..

Cages of velvet with shackles of silk,
Words passing by filled with scorn to the hilt,
Hitting rock bottom on unstable grounds,
Fighting for choices and yet to be found.
Ropes for support turned to angry chains,
Gentle guidance lost in whips and canes,
Reasons that argue for better for worse,
Reasons, limitations, spitting a curse.
Looming above, forceful and firm,
Coaxing with curses, filthy and stern,
Clashing and clanging, from one to the next,
Eroded and rusty, no choice left, perplexed.
Tonguing and screaming, uneared through and through,
Shrieking for purpose, for what is believed 'true',
Fighting for right, fighting for sin,
Pushing right back, from without, from within.
Gold and futures, all in white sacks,
Smeared with ashes along stubborn tracks,
To learn is easy if given the right try,
And so shedding two tears, hearing these cries,
Only to see who has to give in,
Only to know what's given in print:
Such ships with stiff anchors rarely will sink,
Until you fill them with hate, right to the brink.

2 comments:

CRD said...

woah....seems ur really pissed with some known faces.

ur damn good at poetry.

thrs a contest happening on the BLOGGERATTI community. theme is "Child abuse" its gonna be judged by "Elaan" an ngo dealing with child sexual abuse cases. btw the theme is child abuse, and not just sexual abuse, so....

thrs no need for u to be a member of the community to participate. now tht elaan are in it ..we've kept it open to non bloggers as well :)

chk this thread for details...
http://www.orkut.co.in/CommMsgs.aspx?cmm=51446226&tid=5222670821688292601

cheers
ChRis

Comfortably Numb said...

Noice and WHOA!

Cheers!