Sweet
Triggers craving
Melts in mouth
Coats the heart too
Addicted
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What motivates you?
The fair
was in the making
With tents, wares and banners
Filling the bland venue
Attractive goods
Arrived in truckloads
Glittering and mouth watering
Shining and new
Each priced
Beyond their value
Seeking
Beyond what’s due
Then arrived the people
In swarms like bees
Seeking the wants
Much beyond their needs
In their convergence
Lay the war of needs
every transaction fought
with the deadly arsenal of greed
In the end
The time was up
There were some goods unsold
And some wants unfulfilled
The fair was over
Each one left
Loading the unsold or sold
Filling the trucks once again till the very brim
What remained
Was the empty bland venue
Silent witness of the spectacle
Oft repeated in its bosom
For the trucks will once again arrive
With the unsold and unfulfilled
Creating the wants and greed
Where there was none
Fair is in making
once again at the same venue
which remained always
bland and new
The headphones
Connected seamlessly
Snuggly fitting
the ears
My music flowed
Into the mind
And then
the world changed
Everyone
moved in rhythm
In tune with
my rhythm
my music
What is the most important thing to carry with you all the time?
A Smile
All the while there
On lips
Happy
In every step
A skip
A smile
stays with me on
My trip
As the wheels move
Into the inferno
Hungry flames leap
ever ready to devour
The flesh burns
And the ashes remain
Putrid smell narrating
the gruesome galore
There breaks
The unseen mortal thread
Nothing to carry,
No singing of a lore
Yet it tugs
On the heavy hearts
That still beat
Despite not existing anymore
For only there
and nowhere else
It’s existence remains
Where it lives for evermore
Water and the lights
Their dance is mesmerising
They take many shapes
#haiku
My Tales Within