Functionalities curbing all rationalities.
As if in a "mild" slumber,
lies a new born baby....
In the arms of his plastic mother.
Surreal realities!!
Mother's milk and buffalo meat,
all come in packed tins.....
And the depleted layer of ozone,
is stitched by threads and pins.
What was called love then,
is now the three letter word...
And what was called civilization
is called the homo-sapien herd.
The true "spirit" of youth,
is known as whiskey and wine.
The latest chapter in physics,
e-motion and time....
The red colour pills:
for increased efficiency.
The green colour pills:
for nutritional deficiency.
And the perfected art of cloning,
for all forms of malignancy.
Standing tall against all that was hurled.
Our greatest achievement:
The brave new world!!
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the color of dried blood and the shades of gray
2 comments:
as always your poetry leaves me baffled and quiet.bright black is a lovely piece of art. publish thyself sir.for the sake of literature if not ur own.!
am amazing piece of writing..woven together as a piece of art.. the colors define the poem and the poem the man.. publish it brother.. it never hurts to let people get a good piece of literature to chew upon,
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