The Poor Baby

The baby with a bottle
was caught in a throttle
as he was sucking the juice
with a forceful  choose
coughing in intervals
download (36)regurgitating in levels
looking teary eyed
and being clumsily tied
feeling uncomfortable all the more
sobbing for his mother even more..


Insignificant I Be.

The detachment in me gets out of the spring

calling me with  a continuous ring

forcing me to get away from the swing

and recuse myself  from the worldly tinge



Aiming to get away and withdraw from the din

I keep myself from the clasping pin

estranging myself from the ordained grin

living a life of withdrawal much far from the  trashy bin


This has been the trend  for time I follow

but to my horror I hear someone bellow

with terms in lively green and yellow

putting me in a piquant  hollow.



The interaction that takes place all along

between me and others in a long

do not put me in a belong

making me uncomfortable and run a furlong.



The shell I am used to live

has become so narrow and not give

anything to anybody with a forgive

deemed be an exclusive state  without reprieve.


That being so from my birth

having been a being with  moderate mirth

wish to live the remaining days with a breath

as a being unknown and insignificant in earth.









The Excess

The excess of anything is a danger

as it causes an intoxication in a ranger

be it food in a Kakaw_(Mayan_word)quantity  beyond

as indulgence lands in  orbits of outbound

be it wealth in a way

as opulence takes you far away

be it  temper striking entire

as the gravity stabs the  interior

be it  brains  in a say

as intelligence touches lunatic stray

be it passion  in straight

as sensual extravagance  creates a blight

be it fashion in show

as over exposure brings you to bow.

be it mercy in the go

as  tenderness pitches you against a foe

anything right or wrong

a moderation should be your song

as it would put you in a stature

lively and delicate making you great and mature.