Tuesday, December 30, 2008

--to you: the "sexual entertainers", strippers/hookers/whores and all the similar victims of the lust and cruelty of I, the world

I hate you in light,
I love you at night...
Even then there's no fight
Oh! that, is your plight...

Love is transient
If, you call that love...
The soundless screams,
The tear less cries...

The smiling face of pain,
A dirt not cleansed by rain...
Still your fate's so plain
Yes! you are forced to do it; again and again...

Child you never were...
As wild was I.
Mild a touch nowhere...
As I was never fair.

Crushed; a beautiful flower...
Pushed to the end of your soul
Hushed like the sound of silence
Living a life so foul...

If you had made the choice
Disgust is what I show...
If choice was never a choice
Sympathy; I let it flow...

But the truth as true as truth
Stands naked in front of both
I was the one that drove you -
to that choice, or, the choice that never was
Alas! I turn blind, to only the naked latter...
Enjoy that of the former, and punish the same with shame!...

5 comments:

abishek said...

hey !! amazzing poem !!
keep it up ! :-)

Vikas Jain said...

Josh u all right?? Anyways i ll appreciate the poem and the thoughts in it. But smthing is driving me crazy. why?? how come u can write this??

Vikas Jain said...

I was reading your last post again today. And went into the Deep meaning inside it. Believe me you have done Excellently well. The Feelings inside can only be an outburst of a deep thinker or poet. Josh i dont know wat made u write it, but it is seriouslly an... no words. keep up with similar writtings, remember i am always beside you for the support.

ViRaNa said...

dark... life of a sexual entertainer is dark, and written really well... good use of words.. :)

varshu said...

hi joshi..
great work.. :)
amazing vocabulary :)
hats off:)