When the Mice Rise

Surrender, my lord,surrender!
Don’t listen to their banter
You go with might , you take your pride
I promise to come,
To save your life…
Clouds were tense, air was anxious
Water was restless and land treacherous.
Future was crystal clear like fog,
And doubts were the answer for every clog.
Soon they saw the land of iron
He stepped on it and blew away the siren.
Laughter of fools gave him courage,
He hatched a plan among this menace
When the fools went away to the land of dreams
He swirled in the darkness and followed his dream.
He cut open the iron with its mighty pride,
His tail danced with joy and the gods smiled…
They rewarded its bravery by putting him in cage,
He thanked them properly by leaving only his tail.
The fool heard thunder and a majestic roar,
This was a message from the god:
‘No child of mine shall live in cage, you drunken fool, you can’t change My Way’
The roar did nothing, nothing at all
Because the gods became less scarier than ever before.
Fools had power,fools had money,
They went to the market to buy god and honey.
One lord escaped and millions were captured
For every brave action was to meet with a fracture.
This was the story of the brave mice,
Whom I caged with my precious,ignorant smile.


Wrath of silence

I found a tool to express myself, a way to de-link myself,

From the worldly anthem, from the manly lord,

From those people who never let you free and roam.

Far beyond their reach this tool took me to places, where I saw people going half crazy…

I used it as a shield and from behind it, I kept an eye,

Their eye when met my I, they fought a battle,

my body wasn’t hurt but my thoughts were…

Comfortably numb, I was walking on a path,

Healing my mind with illusion and wrath,

Physically I walked amidst those tyrannical rules,

Mentally I saw them making people fool.

What a shame! I thought while walking past them,

I didn’t realised what a fool I am!

The world in which I live feeds on people like  me.

The illusion of freedom mocked my wrath, 

It turned into someone who controls my path.

I thus got trapped in my own mind and became a prey to my own kind.