Laugh

Renovating the old house of my life I changed the whole structure but it was unplayable to change my pillars that made me to stand like an stored building for years in wind sun and rain….without any hesitance … tickling different verses of manmade eruptions and corruptions I made myself to renovate my cozy house with happiness but what to say about the house that let me to live there for plenty of time without any assistance … well its not the time to think about the past its time to build up my house strongly so that I can leave happily for couple of years so that it would be like the same for me when I would look it after couple of years … well its now time for me to start a new phase gaining a lots of selfishness towards my life … ya only my life ….. I will not share a bit pain or happiness with anyone ….. It’s my life I will mend with my hands so that it won’t be uprooted by anyone!!! But suddenly my taskbar on my pocket pc showed a notification that “loving yew never ends”…. All in sudden I simply chuckled (laughed)…

To the world of first love I cone…..

Seeking as if I am on the king’s throne;

For the triumph for which the lovers watch…

All I got is the laugh to catch;

Within the sacred pots of water….

Gods seeks parents with such slaughters;

Denying the moments of passing year…..

It’s just more than dreaming here;

For that red carpet that was only made…..

It’s just nothing but only to give shade;

Hiding themselves in the black coat…..

Seems to have a burning throat;

For the dreams that we made just for once…

Was nothing just like gazing oneself in France;

Nothing for that stupid rifle that rattle…

Was just only for that laugh that made us to ring the bell;

It was nothing for those black eyes…..

Which shined only good byes;

The shadowed tenderness of silent minds…

Drawing me close like the blinds;

For that kindness which is at the deserts range….

Was only to shift a bit for a change;

To roam to smoke to live was just not for me to fill…

But that silent dispatch made a will to kill;

My wit made my shadows to be the faith...

With no errors just a laugh was enough for my death;

If without me u can make up your new town…..

Why shouldn’t I prefer myself to be a noun;

If your ways for me was a bit strange……….

Why don’t I think for a new change;

Tumbling pigeons with chattering starlings…

It seems there are many to be my darlings;

The sun in that day was like another rose in that year….

Because there were lots to become my dear;

If you think you are so great and I am so small…

Then I will just laugh and say I am above all;

Just as a human I think I should have a pride….

I threw my old days to the rotten side;

When I am entering a new life at the door….

I though of keeping those memories forever on the floor;

(LOVING YEW NEVER ENDS)

BY: - PUPU MOHANTY