Monday, October 27, 2008

Flickering Spirit...


While sitting in a scalding room

n eating rotten mushroom

I just happened to close my eyes

Long was the second

proportionately out of time.

Pilloried was the torso

slick with oil of demise 

Jinxed were the ears 

all wet behind.

Cluttered were the dumplings

all tossed behind

bitter was the mushroom

better when inside.


Will I die of cancer 

or will I fall due to an attack?

Will I churn out money

or will I be a losing mash ?

Will I accomplish anything

or will I slog in a rag?

Should I listen to people

or should turn ear blind?

Damn its a recession time

even the kirk's chime 

chills down the spine 

Before the country gets wetter

to fuel global critical point

I first need to finance the hope

deep within mine ...


6 comments:

Divita said...

'...proportionately out of time.'

cool... :)

sowmyaaggarwal said...

:) thanx

C R D said...

woah..a poem abt the recession? :d

Cheers
CRD

sowmyaaggarwal said...

yup, something like a poem can be of historical value when my grand children will ask me, what exactly do people feel during recession... ;)

Pretty Me!! said...

deep write :)

sowmyaaggarwal said...

:) thanx buddy

THANX FOR UR SPL EFFORTS TO UNDERGO PENANCE WHILE ROLLER COASTERING THRU MY ABSTRACT&ESOTERIC MIND

THANX FOR UR SPL EFFORTS TO UNDERGO PENANCE WHILE ROLLER COASTERING  THRU MY ABSTRACT&ESOTERIC MIND