Hey stalker, I know you follow me,
In Facebook and other social media,
Read my posts daily and repeatedly,
Respond to my posts with silly posts!
Hope you got something to do,
Instead of stalking me all day long,
You can find what interests you,
And let go off me for heaven’s sake!
Wait! How do I know you stalk me?
Do I keep watching your moves?
Oh, we are sailing on the same boat!
Happy stalking buddy! Adieu.
How’s everything dear?
She said,” He passed away”.
I felt suffocated and a pain,
Struck my cord so sharp.
Saw him healthy a year back,
Took me an hour to shed tears,
As I felt sorry for my friend,
My dear most one, a clean soul!
Love her for just being unique,
And respect her for her dedication,
That kept her stay put till the end,
As he counted his days in pain!
She keeps the buffoons next to her,
Plots against the straight minded,
Tries to put them on a strong leash,
If she fails, tricks them believe evil.
Acts to help them out of misery,
But keeps her aides around them,
Works hard behind them, slowly,
Pushing them to the verge of fall.
Selfish is she, cares to rise high,
Inhuman! not a human of course,
As you sow, so you reap is a saying,
That applies to the one that sinned.
Kept hearing kittens scream,
Thought was a normal fight,
But heard a cat went crazy,
Loosing her kittens to a monster.
Saw a hurt kitten on my gate,
Tired with bruises on his back,
Limped his way to me in pain,
Offered him a piece of cake.
Shocked to see his grit to live
A poor little soft creature is he!
He felt very safe in my garage,
As he is not scared anymore!
She tried and tried to be loved,
But failed infinite times painfully,
Waited for ages to get noticed,
But died a thousand deaths.
Is it the end of the long journey?
That never was a pleasant ride,
Hundreds of excuses for kisses,
Wasted days and years in wait.
Time mocked her endlessly,
As she succeed to stay alive,
Carrying her heavy heart,
Still strong for a journey!
Fear not if you see a locked door,
As there may be another opened,
To explore the options to soar high;
Life is a canvas, dare to hold the brush.
You may paint it black or throw colors,
As it’s your choice to choose happiness,
Overcoming expectation and deceit,
And come up with flying colours in life.
Handle failure with ease as it’s okay,
And it’s not the end of the world,
Be smart to find another solution,
Dead end may not be the end!
I see him daily near a mall,
Under a tree selling fruits,
As the hot sun scorches dry,
Hiding under an umbrella.
It’s no wonder that struggle,
Is the same for everyone,
It’s the choice that decides,
How you lead your life!
Life is not a bed of roses,
Some work hard to earn,
Some have money to spend,
Either ways it’s unpredictable!