Imperfect are the songs I sing, Imperfect, the gifts you bring. Dented lay our pride, On life’s roller-coaster ride. Yet perfectly do our movies end, Braving many an imperfect bend! Broken lie our hopes and dreams On the shore of life; Broken lies our promised land With greed and strife. Flawed is the light that…
Tag: poetry
Lesser children (Poem)
My freedom fighter’s your terrorist And your refugee, my burdensome beast. It’s autumn in my skies, so could you just let me be – Not bother ’bout the hungry, the thirsty, The homeless on the roads, babes dying on the sea? Fires in villages where I’ve never been, Are those what you’d rather have me…
Many truths (Poem)
Does humour have gender? Does politics? Is it wrong to stereotype? Is it okay being opportunistic? Playing with my heart is exploitation too, Pitting me against my fellow man makes me a gladiator, true. When does my habit start hurting you? And at what point your beliefs stifle me? My truth could well be different…