Sunday, May 18, 2008

i don' t want a decent burial


I don’t want
A decent burial,
Frog whispered.

Rolling tears
Trembling lips
Paled eyes
Desired to sing
A farewell song

Arranged an honorary
Farewell to frog
On the dissecting table

Frog stood up
And said
Look I am not
Your lover
I don’t want
A decent burial,
Do your duty
Just throw me
After dissection

Saturday, May 03, 2008

promise ,rose petals and carcass




promise,rose petals
and carcass

Promises are like
rose petals
in a carcass
Beautiful,
Sweet-smelling

But it takes
only few moments
to fade the petals and
reveals the ugliness
of carcass

It takes few
seconds to
breach the promise
and shower the contempt