A far fetched story
Of toys and factories.
Designed and made for a purpose.
Children relate as entertainment
Adults as memories.
Only two buttons lifted the plane
A miracle performed by God.
Touched gun even before touching pen
A politician? Or a villian?
Dressed as a soldier
A soldier enjoying life.
Seems impossible, right?
Next day washed and kept safely.
But the stains of memories didn't get off.
They are more difficult to wash.
More than blood stains.
Brainlessly removed the pin of the grenade,
Ten,Nine,Eight
No one is afraid.
It's obviously a fake
A toy indeed.
Seven, Six,five
If it was real , would I have survived?
Or would I have died?
What about my family?
My house?
How would they survive?
Four, Three, Two
I can't run in these imaginary shoes.
I'm glued.
How should I move?
One, Zero.
No one became my hero.
Surprisingly it didn't explode.
It was a toy indeed.
Categories:
brainlessly, meaningful, metaphor,
Form: Political Verse
Like water, we flow incessantly
Since birth along the path of destiny
Adjusting, assimilating,
Serving our body, senses, ego, others
Mindlessly meandering
Pure and clean to earth from sky
Now polluted, tasteless
Brainlessly existing, copying others
Flowing along with wind, destination unknown
Used by other in the worst manner
Still living for them, trying to please them
Wherever we go, we become them
Following others, copying, changing
Our brain sleeps, we choose not to think
Unaware of what we are doing
Where we are heading
Finally, we merge in the ocean
Our identity lost, our individual existence unknown
Brain is idly tossing with waves
Enjoying its stupor
16.06.2021
For: The Shape of Water, craig cornish
Winner 13th place
1st place Brain Strand contest
Categories:
brainlessly, life,
Form: Free verse
Given in appreciation
but taken away on request
translated to foreign land
but asked to surrender everything
employed to serve unknown guests
but asked to behave brainlessly
taken for a tour as personal effect
but chained for whims of tourism
Today young girls of the world
are chattels of people’s wishes
They are dustbin of weird whims
hijacked, negotiated, looted, lied to
are groundnut paste of pleasure
nothing in this world they are
but chattels, empty scraps!
Categories:
brainlessly, irony, woman,
Form: Free verse
Love makes the world spin around
Keeps life alive and abound
If too little your spirit dies
If too much your soul fries
Love is truth in a lie
Love is blinded by a sigh
Love is loud when unspoken
Love is full when broken
Love is innocently dumb not smart
Love is brainlessly from the heart
Love is given but not free
Love is selfless in it's greed
Love can be good when it's bad
Love can be happy when it's sad
Love can be the ultimate joy
Love can be your favorite toy
Love makes the world spin around
Lifts us up when were down
It binds us to the ones we hold dear
It is better whenever it is shared
Love makes us who we are
Wishing for it upon a star
Keeps us near takes us far
Makes a peasant into a Czar.
Categories:
brainlessly, love,
Form: Rhyme
tell me when your heart whispers love
i want to drown aimlessly in it
i, the brokenhearted, found the antidote for blue in you
i lessen the selflessness within, and i thank you in New Colors
tell me when your heart whispers love
i want to go down shamelessly in it
i, the object of onanism, found the nucleus for the climax in you
i lessen the worthlessness within, and i thank you in New Hollers
tell me when your heart whispers love
i want to expound brainlessly in it
i, the unbeknownst guru of rephrase, found the Eye of A True Blessing in you
i lessen the loneliness throughout, and you improve me to accrual....similar to New Dollars....
Categories:
brainlessly, poetry,
Form: Free verse
I did not wish to leave your warm embrace --
I did not wish for our sweet love to end --
And though your chauvinism's a disgrace,
I cannot help but see you as a friend.
Perhaps someday a sweeter girl you'll find,
Who'll do just as you wish for her to do --
A girl who doesn't have a thoughtful mind,
So she can focus all she is on you.
She'll nod her head, and brainlessly agree
With anything you say, to make you smile --
She'll cook your meals and serve you honeyed tea,
And never stop her chatter all the while;
So when your brain cells rot from lack of use,
You've only you to blame, and no excuse.
Categories:
brainlessly, friendship, life, lost love,
Form: Sonnet