Though sapient vision limps short,
And digs no eye into nirvana's fort;
Albeit most vivid dream’s flips stop,
Instinct excels where iffy triers flop.
And that sharper divining seer tells
Sweeter tales no deft lyricist's bells
Ever rung a one bereft of Love's ting,
Who jilts fine gold to hear a bird sing.
He needs no fumbling eye to behold
What yet lies beyond horizons’ fraud,
Nor flimsy ear's wit to sweetly divine
Blisses and nectarous lickings mine.
His are all-espying orbs steeled in hope;
Netting honeyed things before here pop
Tangible sights for showy ears and eyes
To grab and boast and stir belated sighs.
Known to him are times of lost rest
From lonely stints icily cold at best,
Thrills discerned many days before
They stir faint ears and eyes below.
Categories:
triers, allegory, allusion, blessing, change,
Form: Rhyme
Gleaming wager’s chart spells filmy odds
And tip triers to toss wee mites for more;
To forfeit modicums of ground for vaster
Acres wider than the fabled Midas shore.
No curse greater than lost chances fair
Baked and gilded to enchant and deke,
Verily sure-win swoops altered mid air;
Glittering talismans foiled in their peak!
Each day under Fortune’s ogling suns,
Gambles’ lusting eyes dreamingly leer
At the cyclically winding mill of chance,
Heavy with sudden wealth's fetish fear.
Even now swift-tossed coins fruitless go,
Innumerable ages after the maiden shot;
And any flopping dice still wouldn’t count,
Till Bill’s vulpine wads trickle in in a draw.
Millions of eons past nature's trite element,
Odds will be spelled and big wins still bent.
Categories:
triers, allegory, allusion, anxiety, hope,
Form: Ballad
So you know me.
So you know me I am time
Triers all failed to control and perceive
Capacity I bound is to tie and carry all
In my regular patience and job.
Bring accuracy upon your character
So would be easy to judge by other
You yourself could be faithful
Remember difficult to take it for other.
Consequences may come unwanted
But that is the right answer done by you
Doing incomplete function towards
It is unfair to beg pure.
About me it is difficult to forecast
cause I dont know I am a gift or a curse
balancing uponself I found in dream
I was a whim of force of others.
So leave me teasing on my back
it is usual to me because I am time
The season got changed following
With fallen leaves and with twigs.
Categories:
triers, appreciation, beauty, blessing, time,
Form: Blank verse
Pointless Power
Pointless power
Misguided use
Your laughter follows
My abuse
I try
And I cry
I wish I could die
But there’s too much here
For me to go
My friends are here when my heart is low
If it weren’t for them then I don’t know
I try
And I cry
As I float to the ground
I try to stand up
But I always fall down
Your sneers muffle
All of my screams
When I reach for the sky
And you step on my dreams
What do you want?
Where can I turn?
If you won’t listen
Then how will you learn
You won’t
You won’t even try
If you try
You will cry
Yet I reach for the sky
You pull me back down
I am stuck on the ground
Though I cried when I failed
The triers prevail
What do you want?
From a stranger like me?
You had no time to listen
You never will see
So now
Neither do I
I just reach for my dreams
Way up high
In the sky
Categories:
triers, confusion, courage, dedication, devotion,
Form: Rhyme
For all its worth
How many heavens on earth?
I pop the question
Answer me
For all its worth
Creation, importance growth
Right here in this heaven
Right here on this Earth
Speak good, do good
For all its worth
Isn't this heaven
Right here on this earth?
Explore, discover, and the joy
Will bring you more
Heaven
Right here on this earth
For all its worth
Good deeds, fresh feeds
Filling the needs
Of family, friends and foes
Right here in heaven
Right here on this earth
For all its worth
Desperation, destitution, no resolution
Diverse arguments, increased confusion
No fixes, no facts, failure to act
Cry your need and your heart will bleed
Right here in this heaven
Right here on this earth.
For all its worth
Prostitution, enslavement,
confinement and traverse
The hell hole, dung hole
No pardon, pure sore
The the knocking on the door
Right here in heaven,
right here on earth
For all its worth
No pacification, only victimization
And then criticize
the triers, bystanders
And the afflicted souls
That bites the bullets
In perilous goals
For all its worth
Right here in this heaven
Right here on this earth
Categories:
triers, life, metaphor,
Form: Rhyme
Rusted spiers
Splinted by liers,
Triers in sin
And all that is wrong
Mounted in untruth
Where they've been for so long
Dented hopes
Noosed with ropes,
They team with darkness
Writhes with ire
A most jaded wretchness
Our ghouls within
Away won't spin
Din of fear
Clear not the future
But danger to come
Fighting fast is the creature.
Categories:
triers, death, fantasy, fear, romance,
Form: Lyric
the utmost word!!!!!!
the utmost feeling!!!!!
the word on which world lives!!!!!!
oxygen to the fuel combustion
fragrance to the blooming flower
the dream in eyes
the light in lamp
eyes to the deaf
victory to the triers
A single hope
"every thing will be alright"
can take an ant to win the elephant
hope losers lose once given life
so hope hope the best!!!!!
by:-
Vrushani Thaker
Categories:
triers, hope
Form: Free verse