Every tourist shares a trait;
they're walking, talking, f*cking bait
Who fog up our Earth's finest places
With fat wallets and fat f*cking faces
If you live in a City or by the sea
I'm sure you'll likely, mostly agree;
These scavengers of our landscape may pay cash
but leave in their wake a disgraceful dash
I admire their carelessness;
why should I have any?
The crimes of the few are the crimes of the many
I think I'll be a tourist
And maybe we'll see…
I'll be ‘that c*nt from another country’
A liar
He knows the truth
But he never speaks the truth
Recently a lot of politicians
Tend to become liars
Just for canvassing and power
The point is that
They got a lot of supporters
People are willing to listen to them
Just for a better tomorrow
To satisfy greeds
Because of ignorance
Carelessness
Poverty
And helplessness
A liar only success
When there are listeners
Unlike you never listen to God
Because there is no immediate manifestation and evidence
Lies of politicians can come true with
Scandals, curses and evils
A liar has an evil heart
And so the supporters with greeds
The most awesome evil
Sometimes we pay double extra
During inflation
Price rise in cooking oil
It has been a long time
We're eating waste oil
Increment in electric bills
Already suffering from
An extreme hot day
Price rise in cars
MCO lingers
We're unable to change cars
Price rise in household electrical appliances
Have to buy an expensive
All-purpose cooker
Price rise in worshipping supplies
Have to ask for God's forgiveness
Rise in bus fare
Pity the children
Free education but burdened transport fare
Price rise in chicken eggs
Have to use less tasty duck's eggs
Price rise in farm fresh drinks
All along no confidence
Price rise in beers
Not all the people's favourite
Price rise in sugar
Saccharin is already widely used
Price rise in bread and mee
Have to change to
Less tasty rice buns and meehoon
Besides inflation and tax increase
We do pay double extra
For people's carelessness
Ignorance
And greeds
All finally will result in
An eternal suffering
I found fate
During my journey on earth
I'm anxious to find the secrets
I feel grateful when
I found love, happiness and fortune
I feel loss when
I found sadness, mishaps and sickness
Sure, I'm to pay
For my own faults
Or carelessness
But l remember many saints and messengers
Died for mankind's
Cruelty and greediness
I regret and I repent
How about you
Man, please stop all those
Evils
For the sake of mankind
And yourselves
The old lonely basket weaver
Keep weaving in a moody silence
Great soul always suffers silence
One eyed after an accident
Do a living by weaving baskets
Children are awed into silence too
Weaving baskets
The bamboo pieces
Criss crossing
No carelessness or else fingers hurt
Only hard work, pains, tiredness and sorrows
Being criss crossed tight and firm
No one can help and disturb
Silence speaks the loudest voice
No whispers
I hope God will help him
In his solemn silent world
The animals wailed to the almighty king of the jungle,
"We broke our slumber and found ourselves in flames of raging fire
Thee save my fawn from the danger,
Caused by the foolish sapiens".
The lord of the jungle leapt into the blazing fire
Hither and thither in search of the fawn,
Could not find it and got underneath the tree,
Wrenched in flames of the fire, with bruises all over.
The furies soon took over the soul of the mighty
And Hades rewarded Elysium to the dead
Said, "Oh mankind, what you did!"
A complete stranger
beside me on the metro-
was talking over phone
She forgot to take her bag,
The metro already passed that stop.
in carelessness sometimes beauty is there
carefulness sometimes remains bare
having personalty if good one does
who sees smiles without any grudge