SIGHT-SEEING

Writing is not a hobby for someone like me

But not a strict-No-No also in between

Thinking a bit more whole lately

Figuring out the wild bells recently

We went by the fountain in the crowd

Yes, that was a man-made one in those days of drought

I came with the love of my life, where I saw a bunch of snarling claws

The sight was also clear, what sorta borned fools already they are!

It was yesterday and this day today

More improvement in the way they fool themselves like it is the only day

I read it once “Smile, it confuses people”, so here is my way

Looking at people who think they are the DJs.

THE DUMB BEAUTY

Hearing voices from the cell phones and eavesdropping

She nurtured a fantastic dilemma with a whooping

Poor the dumb who think beauty is the king

Reality bites, but beauty fades and dumb is still in the ring

The strange face is not strange then

When you understand the pictures hand-in-hand

The beautiful dumb enthralls the achievement in the land

And that’s what the plight leaves for the frog in the well

It’s a shaken thought

Thinking which way to give a shot

While in the limelight to be in the spot

That’s where we all get a mock.