Tuesday, July 31, 2012

TIME



TIME
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Slipping away like the grains of sand
When i want to hold on tightly in my hand
Would have...
But it will never ever wait nor stand
Away like the westerly breezing away
Unresiding, can never belong to land
A futile chase ...
Many a paces it runs along
With every tik-tok
Will always end up stranded alone

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

TRANSIENCY



TRANSIENCY
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Very transient is this real life
Hate that what i like always lasts just for a while
The childhood is gone robbing off the innocence
The cheers don’t last, neither do tears and impatience
Promises never kept, holding hands lost in a whiff
Trust escapes and even hopes and despairs are for brief
Fantasies are myth, no matter what you believe
Time is the only constant whether you are happy or in grief
All your dreams and wishes dearly pinned
Inevitably will be gone with the wind!

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Chasing Dreams



Chasing Dreams
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Twittering away like the butterflies
The colourful dreams, 
Away they soar
Lucid is the reality
As the cloudy curtains, 
Have i now torn
Horizon is a mere mirage
Lost is the ship in blue fathoms, 
Although started off from shore
A futile myth indeed
To seek the treasure chest, 
At the end of the rainbow
Reiterating like the fool
Falling again...
Eventually to lose
To chase my dreams or bruise?
Depends on what i choose 

Sunday, July 1, 2012

Athena: The Damsel who saved the Knights!


Athena: The Damsel who saved the Knights!
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‘tis is not a ballad, or just another rhyme
Not at all for the chauvinistic type
‘tis about a fair damsel and her witty fights
Not her rescue,
But how she saved those valorous knights!

The times were hard, Trojans at war
It was raining fire, without law and order
Paris had stole Helen, and Troy was in mess
Thanks to Aphrodite’s selfish boons and grace!
Achilles, an almost immortal was called on stage
Victor with Athene’s shrewd wit and rage
Odysseus was aided, in a divine archery stand
To save Penelope and recapture Ithaca, his own land
Heracles was another devout to hallowed Minerva
She guided him to defend the reptile-haired Medusa

Born of Zeus’s heady thoughts armed with her Labrys
This lassy Olympian had defeated Posiedon and his Athens whims
Her Holiness, with her nocturnal Glaucus and Erichthonius crawled
Is a mighty femme, always through ages idolized and honoured