I am spineless, what about you,

My first foray into poems.......... take it away!!
I am spineless, what about you,
Life is calling, where are you.

Work-life balance is an alien word,
People working on a weekend are floating turd

Lack of education, mixed with low self esteem
That’s how exploiter skims the cream

I see a sea of people, yet no scream
We are witnessing a death of another dream?

I am spineless, what about you,
Life is calling, where are you.

Human mind is a funny creature,
Remaining in misery is its wonderful feature,

Freedom is costly, but who is asking the price
Right now my miseries are nice

The gate is open, but I can’t go
I am spineless, what about you,
Life is calling, where are you.


Fear of the unknown is the biggest of them all,
To listen to the inner voice, one needs to be tall.
And yes,
Ironically our commandos are too small.


There is Stability in the misery and freedom has the unknown,
No price for guessing which road will reach the thrown.

But ….
I am spineless, what about you,
Life is calling, where are you.


I see people kicking the bucket everyday out of the blue
Yet I think my time is not up as if there is some glue

My time will come, and it will come fast
I gotta make it large, till it lasts.

Life is calling, where are you.
Life is calling, where are you.
Life is calling, where are you.