Monday, February 16, 2009

Unsought destiny

I think of the days 
we had spent together
in the penthouse from
where we had touched the
sparrow's feathers.

HE, the devil had 
parted us by force
our life was no more
the way we chose.

One of you was
butchered thrashed 
and crushed
while the other was
heated alive till dead.

Now I will have to 
grow again
and watch my residents
suffer in pain.

They would be crushed
like you to form the flour
and would be heated till
they pop out of the door.

We are destined
to be torn
for we are just 
meek sweet corns.

10 comments:

Pretty Me!! said...

so innovative like each of ur poem :)

Sanket Rathod said...

hee hee hee! nan's back!
good one! nah! awesome!

the pink orchid said...

exactly.. i second prats.. innovative and wonderful!

velu said...

hmmmm....good one for todays fast paced life style yaar....

Leo said...

innovative, a twisht as usual! :)

mahesh kamath said...

wow yaar...
that was fabulous...
i was juz wondering who was it you were referring to... :)

a comment after so long... :) chorry!

kings said...

never short of twisting stories, are you nan!!!

good one, bettering than ever...

rahul aggarwal said...

hahaha...thnx for posting this poem...it made me laugh....2 good...

Anurag said...

lol...the ending was interesting ......didn't think it would turn out that way .....

Nice poem ....with a nice twist :D

.a. said...

yeah, and the ps. I love ur blog phew!