"What aa piece of work is man!;
" How noble in reason!...." exclaims Hamlet,
        
          As there was a mistake in the second line, it is repeated here, after adding the preposition "in". I request the readers to excuse me.  M.G.Narasimha Murthy.
Hyderabad, India.     mgnmurthy4@gmail. com

"What a piece of work is man;
" How noble reason!... " Hamlet exclaims,
"In action, how like an angel!
" In appearance, how like a god!
" The beauty of the world,
"The paragon of animals! "
But now, with his boundless knowledge
And the amazing gifts of modern science,
With powers of excellent construction
As well as terrible devastation,
How he shapes the changing world,
Baffles even the best of minds.
Shocking to see human beings, so often,
Become violent, ruthless and inhuman
Unable to restrain their emotions,
Misled by rumours and wrong notions,
Fill their confused minds with poison
That destroys reason and compassion.
Crowds furious, with anger burn,
Abuse and **** little children
And their own kith and kin.
Such senseless deeds are done,
Not by mindless beasts, but men!
Hate each other, distorting true religion
And fight wars to restore peace,
A paradox , indeed, of wild justice!
                     * M.G.Narasimha Murthy
* Some of the lines from Hamlet's famous soliloquy, Shakespeare

I hate getting drunk, because I think of you.

I hate getting sad, because it started with you.

I hate thinking of you, because I cant stop thinking of you.

I hate shedding tears, because Im sad for you.

I hate when my mind drives, because it races towards you

I hate when people ask if Im ok, because I know the answer is because of you

I'll never love again, because I'll never love anyone but you

I hate smoking green, because it would remind me while I drift

I hate sitting still with my thoughts, because theres too many of you

With this liqour, green or sadness it'll all surround you.

You would swear you were the greatest thing to this world

But only because I made you that way.

I love getting drunk, because I think of you

I love getting sad, because it started with you.

I love thinking of you, because I can't stop thinking of you.

I love shedding tears, because I'm sad for you.

I love when my mind drives, because it races towards you

I love when people ask if im ok, because I know the answer is because of you

I'll never love again, because I'll never love anyone but you.

Love is priceless
Yet
The most expensive and rarest thing
In the world today.

Love keeps us sane
But
Most of the time
It drives us crazy.

Love is a paradox
And
Full of ironies
Something that I will never understand.

Nothing, never deeper than the well,
a well-kept secret, first a test.

After, far, far past the Vantablack,
just behind Olbers’ paradox.

A vague light from a dancing candle,
sets ablaze a # of Nobel’s Blasting Powder.

-a.j.León

I care about popularity
I care about my looks
I care about the boy in the back of the class
Yet
I don't care about who I surround myself with
I don't care about my health, why eat more than 1 meal a day
I only care if the boy in the back of class likes me
Because,
I don't care about myself
I care about you. The one reading, it's You.
It's me,
Caring too much
Acting stupid for you
Starving for you
Just to look perfect enough so you know,
I'm here for you.
It's is such a selfless act of anxiety so discriminated.

I am not darkness, I am not light
I am not bound by day or by night
I am not evil, I am not good
I am not always quite understood
I am not sour, I am not sweet
I am not gullible for your deceit
I am not winter, I am not spring
I am no bee, but my knife will sting

You can just tell
Yah know?

We speak in rhythms,
Passionate, fortified rhythms but
often misaligned.

I won't be blind to our truth, no
but don’t expect me to bask in some
Wonderland.

Defective perfection,
A ghastly unfortunate paradox and
A laden aura unlike any other.

My soul aches to ripen
so very desperately
But this love has taken it’s
Toll.