She...

That day , I just went for a stroll
A pleasant evening , the moon beaming
Everything looked so fair and neat
or my mood that was so bright
Lazily yet merrily I trotted along
Till I was stunned as by a bong
On the nearby square, it was a lady begger
Pleading for food ,enraged by the hunger so rude
and all the blessings and drama she laid
I just moved off,
Neglecting the seemingly usual lousy charecter
Same events videoplayed next day ,the same chapter
And eventually third too
Unknowingly she looks more n more worn off
And increasingly desparate
By now something had started gnawing me
Unnerving thoughts mauling me
Next morning I went in search of her
and forlorn she was, sitting on the footpath
I awoke her , startlingly she looked up
Next moment she took 20 rs note from me
cried blessings and hurried off to next hotel
And here I was ,
watching them fight for so subtle a pleasure
There she got the meal but was sent out
still happily berserk , she ran back to her resort
And there a blow struck , in the ghostly mirage
A van suddenly passed by
and a life was eaglespead
and with her lay in carcass, the 20 rs
which bargained her life
and my unhuman humanity for the life

untitled ...

Life is a process , slowly it evolves
Easy , tough , sweet , sour moments
So subtly she dissolves
We just have to live on ... love on ...
Try being a catalyst in else's life
They move on .. life amusingly strolls on ..
Joys and Sorrows,
tangetially they move
on opposite contours
on circle of soul
They never patch up
Their ideas never match up
But you cant catch up
you just get stuck
in its , big round perimeter ...