Let's Abandon Hope

The reasons we've forged out of unreason
Adding meaning where there was meant to be none
Painting a make-believe goal, forging a dream
With bits of tinsel, blobs of paint and lies
Pretending to not know that the road ahead
Loops around and brings us back right here
Calling it a journey, stringing beads of hope
While all we do is to count time as it passes
On the rosary of uneventful days and years
Burnt dreams, ashes of hopes and nauseous time

Burning Bricks

A day stretches out like a line of burning bricks
And a way around them, there is none
So we climb atop them with nimble steps
And race to the very last one, with the hope
That blisters, may not exacerbate the ache
And that the night may end not soon.

The Parting

Pens have abandoned my calloused fingers
Spluttering and slipping, sipping sweet revenge
My ears, accustomed to the monotonous tapping
Of livelihood machines, of lifeless words on a screen
Take offence to the sound of a pen's earthy scratch
Our relationship is turbulent, I grab then abandon
I take and reject, and they have now rebelled
I have, with my callousness, wounded their fragile pride.