What does tom want ?

You are sitting there so calmly

So confidently

Any other person will see you as a cute little helpless cat meant just for cuddling

But I see past that

You are tired of this world

Trying to cage you

Make you your pet ,

But they mean no harm

They just want your well being

But you don’t care

You anly want yourself

Because you an take care of your own

You don’t need any one to do it for you

You don’t want to be pet

A slave

Kept just for its cuteness

You want be free

You cherish freedom more than happiness

No,

Your happiness is freedom

You cherish happiness more than comfort

But happiness is comfort

Well , then you don’t need any thing

PS tom means a tom cat 

Why are you

Why are you here?

Have you ever thought?

You are just a barf of the universe

A coincidence without a goal.

It just happens that you are alive

It just happens that you are conscious

> It just happens that you are you

The universe doesn’t want you

It doesn’t even recognize you

You are nothing compared to the brilliance of the universe, just a tiny spec who just sees a limited spectrum of light and feels only 3 dimensions

Or, are you

It doesn’t matter that you are not big

It doesn’t matter that you are irrelevant

You are you

Your existence might be a coincidence

But you must make the best of it

Although your view is small but

Your mind dwarfs every galaxy

Your creations are brighter than any super nova

You are you

Make the best of what you could

Your creation may be irrelevant

But your life is what you choose it to be.

I am Adolf

I am pure, I am better, I am supreme

They are useless, they are unworthy, they are undesirable

I will guide you to the path of success, path of glory and to the purified

Make me your ruler and you will rule

Your family will rule

Your community will rule

But they will have to lose

But it doesn’t matter, I say

Because they don’t matter any way

They are the killer of Christ

What if their happiness is snatched?

What if their parents are snatched?

What if their children are snatched?

What if their life is snatched?

It is just for the betterment of their home

Our home

It just a sacrifice they will have to make

It is just for the goodness sake

It’s just to just the god

We are pure, we are better we are supreme

They are useless, they are unworthy, they are undesirable

We will burn them

We will hunt them

We will make ‘em immortal

In the sorrowful eyes of the future

Not knowing the consequence of it

We will put our faith in you

We will follow you to the extent

ps
this is not my ideology it is just to warn the voters that some people are just mean and bad

MY MISSING FRIEND

Where are you ?

Where are you may friend?

I remember when you used to come over

Play many games with me

We played tag

We played hide n seek

We even raced

But you always used to win

Where are you ?

Where are you my friend ?

I remember when you got caught in the window grid

And I helped you get out of it

You were so scared you remained still

But soon you got up and ran away

Where are you

Where are you my friend?

I miss your tweet

I miss your color

I miss your sight

I remember the day you faded

It was so sudden I almost fainted

I couldn't believe my eyes when I couldn't find you

Where are you my friend?

Where are you?

PS this poem is about the disappearance of sparrows from my city 

Crows

I don’t know where I am

Some place new I guess                                                                      

I have nowhere to go 

I am lost I say

But at least …..

The crows are the same

I can’t hear my self

I am shouting as hard as I can

I am unknown I say

But at least their caws are the same

 I know this is not my home

My home was mine

I know I don’t belong here

Nor can I see my way

But I know I am not blind I say

But at least their colors are the same 

PS

CROWS = mean, bad and cruel people

Where ever you go you may find good people

but there always be bad people present 

Your legacy 

I didn't knew you, but you were great

They say

But I don’t remember it. I just knew how you died

I say

You and your daughter were there waiting for your killer

You wouldn't have known who killed you

You would have been dead

They say

But it doesn't matter how you died or who killed you

It is your legacy which matters

You were a great doctor,

A cardiologist

Who saved many lives,

But I don’t remember that

I only knew how you died

Or where you died

Not what you left behind

The blue bird with yellow stripes

The blue bird with yellow stripes   

 sat there without an eye checking its exoskeleton’s equipment              

With another brain and over 200 souls .

What a great bird it was with metallic exoskeleton who’s royal engines roared like a royals tiger

And with a high speed jet blast

The blue bird with yellow strips

Soared through the eye of the hurricane without an eye talking to the ground and assuring his path with

Another brain assisting it and 200 souls

Hail and rain ran through the skeletons body like gunfire

it was enough quiet the royal’s tiger

Then everything went quiet

 as soothing it was for some it was deafening for the bird

the blue bird with yellow stripes was falling from the height

with one eye and another brain and 200 souls

pan-pan-pan, mayday-mayday-mayday it tweeted to the ground

but the silence had seemed to deafen them                                                                  

all hope seemed lost for the brain but the blue bird soared with all might               

its eye aimed a grassy levee

mayday-mayday, speed bird heavy                                                                                          

it lowered the gear , extended its wings with 200 souls scrambled to a head down trance

he saw the ground and the sky with a single glance

with a touchdown as smooth as possible, without a single rumble or crumble

he saved all his souls and the exoskeleton with one eye

never such a feat has been achieved before

done by a blue bird with golden stripes

  

About

On May 24, 1988, flight TACA 110 lost power in both rolls’ royce engines due to accumulation of hail in them. but its pilots made a successful deadstick landing (landing without engines and not a runway)  on a grass levee, with no one aboard sustaining more than minor injuries The captain of the flight, Carlos Dardano of El Salvador, had only one eye due to crossfire on a small flight to El Salvador, which was undergoing a civil war at the time. This poem by swapnil mittal is composed to respect the dare of the pilot who did not quit when all hope was lost but he remained calm and saved all 200 souls on board  

( The blue bird = pilot)

(brain=copilot)

(Exoskeleton=aircraft)

(royal’s tiger=rolls Royce aircraft engine )

  

                                                

THE WITCH

I was sitting in the attic

Looking outside my window

And I saw a battle field

A battle field of pitch forks and torches

And not a single person was visible

The only thing which was visible

Was anger

Only anger

Red hot anger

Which could be shaped in any size

 Any form

Any design

I was sitting in the attic

Looking outside my window

I saw them take her away

She was a witch

They say

I saw a witch too

But it was much bigger

Much stronger

And much more deadly

It was spread through the whole crowd

Evenly and equally

Evenly and equally

I was sitting in the attic

Looking outside my window

And I saw her being killed

In a hot unforgiving and blazing fire

Lit by the witch

With flames of screams

Screams which were so loud

Than no one could hear them

I tried to quiet the screams

But the witch closed all doors

So ,

I sat there in the attic looking outside my window