Whether it’s 1 bucks or thousand ;
75  percent cotton and 25 linen -
The same material used for both ;
But why one is easy to find
and -
For thousand  a labour should nearly grind
Gates, Ambani and more have billions
But we don’t know billions -
Who are starving for this cotton-linen
For this  cotton-linen ;
Which is ruling the World -
But I say ; this’s doin’ nothing -
Nothing but increasing inequalities
Disparities and uncertainties
Gold plates for rich -
And no grains for poor
What is the use of silver plated bed
Which will not let a head -
to sleep well ;
Not let one to have good days
Where is brotherhood and peace ?
Where are the principles makers of good deeds ?
Indeed all are in competition of money heist
Today ,
A rich kid isn’t taught to be socialized ;
But coached to keep million in his mind
He is grind to aim for money in ;
So starts to race for money in early teen
‘******* ‘ , now he’s also a spendthrift
Now,
let’s imagine world without money
We would live in peace sharing milk 🥛 and honey 🍯
End of inequalities
Can fulfill our commodities and all
And -
life would be beautiful and we would never fall !

Hustling to learn new things
Thinking what my mind will bring ?

What my mind will bring in near future
Can I make it good or will lead to failure ?

In this good grades and excellency raid
Oh almighty , can I be short-listed ?

Questioning myself ‘ when will you grow up ? ‘
Many ebbs and flow but never giving up

Never giving up but in phase of
brightening
Furnishing, plastering , reusing but not misusing -

Will never give up until I reach my goal
I will not care If stuck in hole or gaol

Recycling the issues that took place
Brisking my speed and ready for the race !

When you are stressed
When you are wrecked

When Boredom hits hard
A cup of tea is the healing guard

In Re-union or break-up
In parties of patch-up
A cup of tea is ordered first  

Keeping Cappuccino and americano apart
Tea is flowing in every nerves and parts !

I wish mothers’ day to all the mothers
Who are fathers’ to children whose -
Fathers are farther ;
Who’s always ready to work as a street cobbler or a barber

Doing her work harder -
She’ll not eat bread but provide you cake
Ate all thing today tomorrow what to bake?

But,
Again she’ll manage it anyhow
She’ll feed her son daughter -
Keeping empty bowl for her

Starving in hunger from inside
Hands  still shivering due to ice -
The work she did yesterday in snow filled roadside

No fix work for tomorrow
Prays to god for the snow
If not what to do ?
Childrens are suffering from flu

So she did the work and got some wages,
And ;
Her children filled their stomaches
So she forget all hunger and aches of her
And we call her ANGEL MOTHER :-)(-:

Without getting bore in chaos
He’s Staring at the things for hours

Mentally ill , physically dull
Buffering in every steps at all

Listening to the birds chrip
He’s staring and staring -
Hadn’t noticed red scar in his hip
Hypnotism hit him -

Becoming passionless
Sleeping and growing flesh

So now by God’s grace
He’s to aim for ace

Because -
He’s hypnotised now ,
Hypnotism hit him !

Life is beautiful like  song theme
Yet there are some blurry things
Things that are  moving like locus
Everything blurry but still keeping focus-
On making work done
Which was left undone
Which was left -
Thinkin’ blurry things in life is bad
That left things now make me sad

Sitting in the tool, mother’s sewing the wool
saying him , ‘’ son, life is beautiful ‘’
But there’s blurry things in him
Making a beautiful life as sin —
So always think twice before speakin’
Be  wise after sb start believin’
Coz blurry things in life stays forever
Stays forever ♾

I , I am not only one who live in my room
There’s spider 🕷 webbing -
I can see above my head —
Rat chewing my bed
( karat, karat ,karat )
sewing machine filled with rust
Computer keyboard  full of dust
God smiling at me from near the bird nest
Saying me silently, ‘’ What next ? ‘’
Broken door with a hole,I can see sun rays
Stack of books not opened for days
and
I am writing poem covering my body with blanket
Dull from outside, inside there’s spell of rage -
And still thinking to -
Upgrade the room or stay in this rampage!