AN INCH OF TRUTH

What is this world

Foul mouth, pretence and play

Here all are clay moulds

Neigh an inch of truth or fair-play

 

The heart is a mile away

Good men sit in the devil’s lair

Mind is a Luciferian den

Not an inch of truth anywhere

 

Its a tall jungle of wild grass

Housing snakes and cobwebs

You play devil’s advocate

so delusive life or disguised death?

 

Goodwill is dwindling like forests

With police prosecuting the culpable

Pigeons are new-year’s cuckoo birds

Not an inch of truth perceivable

– Akanksha Gupta

 

 

 

CHOCOLICIOUS FANTASY

A cube of PERKish delight
Sings the MELODY of a crunch
A glob of molten CADBURY
Deafens a mortifying MUNCH

A NESTLEing sip of hot chocolate
Transcends my being to MARS
In the DAIRY MILKy way
With multitudes of FIVE STARS

Oh here’s a BOUNTY of delight
Like a HERSHEY – studded cake
That SNICKERS with every bite
Below my turbulent choco-lake

-Akanksha Gupta