They want what you have
They want the love that you get..
The love that you give
They want it all
To snatch it away
If they could
Destroy it if they can't
They sit with you
In hallowed halls
They smile and laugh
And act like friends
And all the while
They whisper deep
They whisper hard
In discontent
They sit amidst
The ruins of
Their own loss
And hurt
And pain
And grudge
You-
Your bliss
Your joy
Your smiles
Your happiness
Your love...
The vultures
Vile
Manipulative
Malcontent
They thrive
On destruction
On rot
That they spread
Deep inside
They wish
They desire
They want
YOU
To have what is yours
What they have not
V-U-L-T-U-R-E-S
They want
To
Be
You
And they can't
And so
They
Destroy
14 comments:
assalam o alaiqum
u look in curly hair abc in that contemporary hair now this is just ma advise only and should be taken in that sense u r free to do what u want
You know something that for reading your poetries i must have an Oxford Dictionary as well with me
:D
but its Awesome
u look good in curly hair
I like the idea that the poetry does NOT have to rhyme; those who do not agree to this, are the ones who just want to enjoy reading and those who agree to this, to me are the ones who truly want to understand.
Bohat ala! :)
Seems like you too are of the school of thought that the poetry does NOT have to rhyme; Encouraging to open minds! :)
is everything fine SAK?......from Macca
Hey Shahnaz
Boy that's the first time i have read some real angry emotions between yr lines, Hope that don't last long...
Wishing you all the best in life.
Peace
once Mr.x asked to his students
wht is da dif btwn poohbear n vultures?
students replied:
vulture whom diet is a dead
and
poohbears are ..........
There is a book of Urdu "Raja Gid" (means Emperor Vulture) by famous writer Bano Qudsia. You must read that.
ref: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bano_Qudsia
http://www.desistore.com/rajagidh.html
OMG that gave me goosebumps. I hope all is good with u. Steer clear of the vultures, seems like u know who they are. TC dear & keep smiling.
Love, TH
Very revelatory. I was just feeling, not so lucidly, that I am being a vulture i.e, wanting to be someone. Yet, I don't mean to destroy him. It's just that I forget that I have to be good, and I rather wish to "own" goodness. That in itself makes me a vulture, or perhaps a leech.
daemons of hell
spirits of hate
all things bad
all things nasty
find their way
making a place
in your head
letting you fear
all,
in your head
carry on with the work
in your head
do you hear you name
called out by them
the vultures that be
they are calling
in your head
in the morbid
little corner
that you build
of your fears
and many a misses
and your tears
hmmmm..........You seem to have watched " The Talented Mr. Ripley" recently.
Good luck in your efforts.
nyc one. i concluded thinking that I am a VULTURE. I acted in the same way as the vultures do. But i am guilty of that now!
Finally something on the traversities and uncertainties of real life from you. Good work :)
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