LUCK
I usually avoid sharing complicated poems online.
Only simple, crisp and easy to grasp content is what I share here.
But this time, I am breaking my rule.
Let's see what sort of response I get.
The poem is called 'LUCK' it's about how a man conquered it and felt he shouldn't have done it. Enjoy.
LUCK
I cursed my luck like a hallucinating drunkard that day,
told her I hated her,
hated the fact that she hates me,
she got offended, she cried like a baby,
she told me,
'take off your skin, come out of your body,
fly swiftly with me, into the sky of aspirations,
dive smoothly with me, into the ocean of dreams.
for I will never exist if you ignore me while dreaming,
for my presence can be eliminated,
If you foresee every possibility,
anticipate every response,
and mold reality towards the desired outcome
I die a slow death.
You of all creatures I am scared of,
your wisdom is a weapon,
your vision hurts me,
makes me bleed.'
she spoke in rage and vanished...
I had a near death experience,
her name was Jesus,
after making sweet love to me she said-
'everyone cries for me, for I am a synonym of salvation'.
In my name, they feel good about bad they do.
I took a nap in her lap,
and told her, 'lemme sleep for some time,
lemme fly out of this body,
to someplace cold,
to that purgatory where my ancestors live,
for the choices they made.'
I am a monster for mankind,
and a savior for god,
exiting as if nobody knows I am gone,
into the abyss, going to find luck again....
her presence made life so much more meaningful,
something you can wake up to.
It gives hope to dwell upon.
-Sudhanshu Saxena.
To read more from me, visithttp://www.facebook.com/Sudhanshu.penwarrior
I usually avoid sharing complicated poems online.
Only simple, crisp and easy to grasp content is what I share here.
But this time, I am breaking my rule.
Let's see what sort of response I get.
The poem is called 'LUCK' it's about how a man conquered it and felt he shouldn't have done it. Enjoy.
LUCK
I cursed my luck like a hallucinating drunkard that day,
told her I hated her,
hated the fact that she hates me,
she got offended, she cried like a baby,
she told me,
'take off your skin, come out of your body,
fly swiftly with me, into the sky of aspirations,
dive smoothly with me, into the ocean of dreams.
for I will never exist if you ignore me while dreaming,
for my presence can be eliminated,
If you foresee every possibility,
anticipate every response,
and mold reality towards the desired outcome
I die a slow death.
You of all creatures I am scared of,
your wisdom is a weapon,
your vision hurts me,
makes me bleed.'
she spoke in rage and vanished...
I had a near death experience,
her name was Jesus,
after making sweet love to me she said-
'everyone cries for me, for I am a synonym of salvation'.
In my name, they feel good about bad they do.
I took a nap in her lap,
and told her, 'lemme sleep for some time,
lemme fly out of this body,
to someplace cold,
to that purgatory where my ancestors live,
for the choices they made.'
I am a monster for mankind,
and a savior for god,
exiting as if nobody knows I am gone,
into the abyss, going to find luck again....
her presence made life so much more meaningful,
something you can wake up to.
It gives hope to dwell upon.
-Sudhanshu Saxena.
To read more from me, visithttp://www.facebook.com/Sudhanshu.penwarrior
