Meretricious Slaughter House

Am not a sage, nor I envisage,
But it's all about a crazy rage,
Beauty comes to dead soon,
It's all I learned from humans' facial moon,
Those manly hairs of lions,
And muscular flesh - embedded tiger's canions,
All gone in a haste, in a greed,
We killed the fruit before it was a seed,
Why do we feel animals can't talk,
Sure they can't speak, but they grok,
Just think how dirty it is,
When you kill a sinless fish,
Not even that, you tear it's fin,
Boil in hot pan, you, it's skin,
And you feel panegyric by eating it,
Taking it's life, by killing it,
And all this to fill your stomach,
Hasn't the nature given you much?
You cry when your dears depart,
Does it gives same pleasure when you tear fleshes apart?
Man surely becomes a beast,
Seeing the blood removed, rubber like flesh feast,
Not even that, you remove their habitats,
And expect to be free from nature attacks,
Only if we don't stop killing,
Then according to nature's willing,
All those ghost of dead animals,
Will have revenge feast on your dead cranicals.
                                                     - VAIBHAV VARUN
                       This poem is all about making people aware of what they do by killing animals and eating them, or selling them or their flesh or other body parts. Things often feel best when they happen to you- think of it- if somebody removes your kidney and sells them or eats you eyeball, how would you feel? The same happens with the those dumb creatures, sure they can't speak, but they are not emotionless.
                                If we don't stop all these ruthless activities, then nature is sure to punish us.
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Masterpiece

Let it curve, Let it carve,
Let it swirl, Let it twirl,
Let me hit, Let me love a bit,
Let me crawl, Let me calm at all,
I use a blur piece of rock,
I use some imagination from my stock,
I look at figure after my deed,
I look at fruit before it's seed,
I take a rock; 'price-less',
I make it a statue; 'priceless',
I tease, I crease,
I create a masterpiece,
And give it a monsoon effect,
With almost no possible defect.

Oh God! I make millions,
Statues! I already did trillions,
I make a non-person,
Look more beautiful than excursion,
But what about me?
Then came a voice from nowhere I could see,
Son, the way you take a simple piece,
And turn it into a masterpiece,
The same way,
There'll be one day,
When you'll become statue from an uncarved rock,
Taking some values from my stock,
And then I'll say, I tease, I crease,
I created a masterpiece!
- VAIBHAV VARUN

                          This poem is all about a sculptor-maker and his creations and then a sequel of his conversation with God. The way he carves a beautiful product out of a simple rock is just marvelous to observe and it was even more thrilling for me to write about it... Just think about it... You won't even spend 50 paise for a simple rock, but you would willingly pay millions for the statue carved out of it, it has really got some magic in it. He creates a pre-image of what he has to do, and makes a "price-less" thing a "priceless" one! AMAZING! But then do we ever think about the progress of the artists who give such beautiful creations to the world? The same feeling of loneliness rises in the sculptor-maker in the second stanza. He asks God about what will happen to him next, he has changed the fate of so many stones, but who will change his fate? It's a question I put on all of you.
                      Finally, I hoped you enjoy reading, and as usual will comment on my facebook wall or right here. Best of life to all my readers!
                                                      - Vaibhav Varun

The Poor Face

  
We can only cry and think about 'em,

But it's hard to help 'em,

Of course, we are brighter lights,

But they are fuses under our heights,

Yeah, that dirt appearence and shit like a eye,

It's a bitter truth, we can't defy,

Beneath the bridges, behind the societies,

Those half-naked bodies are themself colonies,

A begger type street cleaner worked all day,

It's something I have to say,

He walked, cleaned every dirt and dust,

Several miles in a heavy lust,

And what he got was a mere ten,

On his way he found a li'l working pen,

He picked it up, scrutinized carefully,

I don't know why he smiled gently,

As if he got a diamond ring or what,

Or must be some bigger thought,

He went home and called his Ben,

Hey boy! I have a gift for you, a pen,

The boy jumped off from joy,

As if he got his favourite toy,

It was the same pen WE threw,

Hesitating at it's look, we said eww,

But it matters to some,

As something is better than none,

But why those poors don't have same choices,

No joys, no rejoices,

So this is a call from me in the eternity,

Feed poor, Stop poverty!

                                                                                      - Vaibhav Varun

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Anti-Gravity (Lost Last Chance ver.)

  

It senses like anti-gravity in me,

An anti-gravity like gravity,

In my fists are burning coals,

Of aggression, regression and unachieved goals,

I just swallow the broken glasses of dreams,

Dreams like reality ‘n’ reality like dreams,

Yesterday I wanted another yesterday,

And tomorrow I longed for tomorrow,

One time, two times, and not less than a million times,

It never ends like solarfield mines,

Illumination, is the only word I know,

That suits my deep dark glow,

And like a ‘non-person’, I have been betrayed,

Just the point is that I stayed,

With the words I had spoken,

Unknowingly, my mouth’s wide open,

Black hole sucked my cerebrum,

Fear freeze my cerebellum,

I hesitate, I precipitate,

I levitate, And that’s what I call my fate!

I touch and feel the blood,

It grows in me like a flower bud,

Speed of light is my limit angle,

A mystery, I am, like the Bermuda Triangle,

As I look up, the earth disappears,

As I look down, it falls on tears,

I neutrally neurotransmit neurotoxin to never,

Never-never land, I have been ever,

Why, I have an unknown neurosis?

Ah! Lemme ‘Google’ this!

-       Vaibhav Varun

                               This poem is all about the feelings and despair you get after broken dreams. Must be touching your heart coz it happens with all of us in some or the other turn of our life. Don't have much to say, so just concluding, I just wanna say that enjoy the verses, and comment over here and ma fb wall!

Stars and Clouds

Adored as the king of nifty numb nights,

Dissolved into dead darkness as the hearty heights,

Enshrouded as if never found,

‘Cause Imma fellow spellbound,

Demotic Desire of denizen of death,

To say ‘wow’ at till the end of the breath,

In me is awesome awkwardness astonishing as,

A soulful and wonderful jazz,

Their sleek shiny smile so swift,

Makes my heart go another drift,

Thousands come and a hundreds go,

Sign of mortality, Oh Stars! You never show,

Staring eyes can only see and glare and stare,

Can’t touch, it isn’t fair,

Live away, high above, sparkle,

It’s not like a reality; miracle,

Another contrast with the grayish shades,

Loads of appearances and lots of fades,

As if the blanket of sun,

Deeds of deadly truth, only summon,

Flashes like a sumo bag,

The cracking of thunder gives ‘em another tag,

It takes my breath, me,

For there was emptiness and silence all I could see,

Stars glow, to their full gleam,

But it isn’t as expressive as it may seem,

For it takes one moment and that’s all,

Pride really goes before a fall.

                                                                        -VAIBHAV VARUN

                                                 We often look at the outer appearance and judge his\her internal powers and talent. We forget that colour isn't a scrutinizing agent to predict a person's character because we humans have got impeccable qualities. The poem says that Stars who have always been considered as superior often feel proud due to their prestige but their power comes to an end only when the mere and filthy clouds take them over although they are so ugly. So enjoy reading and post the comments on my fb wall or here.!!!