Elegy: Ideal Gases

Before I entrust these words upon you,

There's a vow you need to take,

Coz' once the dust settles,

Excuses are naught to be made.

After all to me,

Words maketh the man,

Sometimes we're called animals,

Coz' we have instincts,

But the other animals,

Show discipline& show compassion.

Yes?

Now then,

What are we?

It's your life,

You decide whatever you want to be.

But remember the right choice,

Would set you free,

Just like the gases,

We would never be,

As perfect&ideal,

But at least,

We've got common courtesy. 

21|3|2014

p/s: this was written and performed in a skit back when I was in Mansoura.

Elegy: Wings of Wonderment

I'll fly,

Into the unknown,

Once I spread my wings,

Into the fire I go,

If I flap even faster,

I might fan the flames,

Or will I alleviate my pain?

28.7.2015

Random Lines

Mind if I chime in?

With a line or two so that I could fit in,

Couple more phrases this post might make actual sense,

Random like theme so you can't complain,

Tips tracks stacks slacks cheques thumb-tacks under attack,

There! A few more words randomly put in,

Not as impressive as the others as it's plain,

Unlike an oeuvre or epitaph you might think I'm insane,

It's just euphoria with random words thrown in,

If you're reading this, yes YOU, and you've got a proper grin,

Then you get what I'm sayin'!

21st January 2015

6 feet under

Such is the weight of expectations on my shoulders,

I think by the time I collapse,

I'd plummet 6 feet under,

Resting,

Forever.

Finish Line

I'm jaded.
I've been at it since '09.
This is the finish line, yes?

Please let this be, please.
I just want to leave,
Be back home with my loved ones.

For I have stood the test of time,
And with that I acknowledge,
I have suffered mental beatings,
I'm battered, bruised,
For I now know,
I have paid my dues.

I know this should be it,
Because it's the day you'll rue,
For what is a man,
If naught a gallant fool.