Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Thousand and 1 yens

Trust not in God,
fall not in love,
believe not in prayer.
Wish not, desire not,
dream not...

For what matters,
are dead presidents.
It's the dead static ones,
that speak for you,
for me,
for the living.

It's the dough,
that kneads us.
A yen without a yen,
as good as impotent men.

Inches of paper,
wrap the globe.
Spin spin spin,
like a woman on gin.

Lit candles,
bring no romance.
It's the bundles.
For beauty lies,
in the hands,
of the shareholder.

Crave till the grave.
Till death,
tears man apart.

*Title crypt: Thousand(M) and 1 (ONE) yens(Y)...Money


Rohit said...

Is potency the only thing a 'man' has????

Vicky said...

was expecting i go..

A yen without a yen ...impotent men..

A desire without money is much like an impotent man..You can wish for something, dream about it but cant really "do much" without money...

der are other things a man can do and "has" ..likewise life is not only about having a yen...ders more to it..


Manasa said...

Spin spin spin,
like a woman on gin

and death does not tear you apart. It completes life i think.

Vicky said...

death does not tear us apart...i meant the tears man apart till de grave..cuz of his crave..

after death, its just about RIP'in ;)

Swetha said...

How close do u related yourself to this ??

Vicky said...

as close as the distance between 2 notes in a bundle :p

Anonymous said...

simphly splendid i say

jayan said...

I will drink to that..

ramya sriram said...

nice. i like.

esp liked the shareholder part.

Brity said...

Never knew u had such a good poetic sense....nice one:-)