indian123
09-05-2003, 01:41 AM
hey, i wrote this last year, and this was only my second poem, so am pretty new to this, any suggestions for improvement would be greatly appreciated.by the way i know its too long, but the others i will be posting would definately be smaller.
Reality Bites
Today being a bond is in fashion,
And many want to follow this passion.
Being a bond is an art
Of which everyone wants to be a samrat
And at which everyone wants to have a dart
But for this you got to have a strong heart
Everyone looks for glamour and fame
Everyone wants to have a famous name
For this, people often set themselves a high aim
To achieve it, some even play a tricky game
Which often brings them embarrassment and shame
And makes them feel as if they are burning in a flame
Today everyone strives to have a solid back
Without many of them knowing they are falling into a trap
Everyone wants to make quick bucks and have fancy cars
And so often they find themselves behind the bars
People want to make quick bucks and have fun
And for this some don’t even mind carrying a gun or shooting someone
To make quick bucks people commit crime
For sometime, it may all seem fruitful and fine
They make some quick gain
But finally they go down the drain
And no one helps in this pain
All your money goes in vain
You may try to explain
No one listens and tears fall like rain
Partners help when you commit the offence
Once caught, no one comes to your defence
Your contacts are of no relevance
And then you think, "why didn’t i use my common sense"
It may all start with a small bet
Sitting on your house sofa set
And if you beat the rest
You think you have it in you to beat the best
And when this thought occupies your mind
The way to hell is not tough to find
When they plan to do the wrong
They think they may land up in Paris, London or Hong Kong
Their trip will be exciting and long
They will have fun and sing a song
But it doesn’t always turn out this way
Behind the bars, they may sit with dismay
Thinking, if they had listened to what this poem had to say
It could have been a different day
Everyone wants to take a big stride in life
Everyone wants to have a gorgeous wife
But for this you need not carry a knife
Or get involved in a strife
The fact is, there is no short cut to success in life
For some time, you may make money, and have a beautiful wife
But this success doesn’t last long
Soon the hammer strikes the gong
You are caught and proven wrong
This is the end of your criminal song.
Reality Bites
Today being a bond is in fashion,
And many want to follow this passion.
Being a bond is an art
Of which everyone wants to be a samrat
And at which everyone wants to have a dart
But for this you got to have a strong heart
Everyone looks for glamour and fame
Everyone wants to have a famous name
For this, people often set themselves a high aim
To achieve it, some even play a tricky game
Which often brings them embarrassment and shame
And makes them feel as if they are burning in a flame
Today everyone strives to have a solid back
Without many of them knowing they are falling into a trap
Everyone wants to make quick bucks and have fancy cars
And so often they find themselves behind the bars
People want to make quick bucks and have fun
And for this some don’t even mind carrying a gun or shooting someone
To make quick bucks people commit crime
For sometime, it may all seem fruitful and fine
They make some quick gain
But finally they go down the drain
And no one helps in this pain
All your money goes in vain
You may try to explain
No one listens and tears fall like rain
Partners help when you commit the offence
Once caught, no one comes to your defence
Your contacts are of no relevance
And then you think, "why didn’t i use my common sense"
It may all start with a small bet
Sitting on your house sofa set
And if you beat the rest
You think you have it in you to beat the best
And when this thought occupies your mind
The way to hell is not tough to find
When they plan to do the wrong
They think they may land up in Paris, London or Hong Kong
Their trip will be exciting and long
They will have fun and sing a song
But it doesn’t always turn out this way
Behind the bars, they may sit with dismay
Thinking, if they had listened to what this poem had to say
It could have been a different day
Everyone wants to take a big stride in life
Everyone wants to have a gorgeous wife
But for this you need not carry a knife
Or get involved in a strife
The fact is, there is no short cut to success in life
For some time, you may make money, and have a beautiful wife
But this success doesn’t last long
Soon the hammer strikes the gong
You are caught and proven wrong
This is the end of your criminal song.