Delusion

A bit of background here. I wrote this poem almost exactly an year back( 13-11-09 to be exact). I just found it in my old copy from second semester. There are more of these that didnt make it on the blog, and I will be slowly adding it over the next month. Here’s the rhyme:

The intension was invention, not a salary or pension
Dispensing drugs of choice, knowledge without retention
But the cigarette burnt faster than expected time
The wind was a wind up, now would you kindly? Or do you mind?
The answer came from a known hopeless romancer and dancer
Instead of looking at a looker he just glanced her
She was a figment of imagination, a pigment defined nation
Altercation of relations depended on fault location
But faults were found upon a creature’s reincarnation
The injection of rejection hit him like recounts on dirty politics election
Back to the intension for further inspection and retrospection
Deviated from said direction, away from convention
The tension could be cut with a knife, a stab for a second life
Turned over a new leaf, views contorted beyond belief
Living with a colourful new clique like a coral reef
Uncharted depths measure up the cost so steep
But he paid the cost, high stakes game, all in, lost
A proper retort, took him to court, all this over a police report
But sadly the court was of the tennis kind
And that is where he had lost his mind
So he took some shoes which fit his head
Foot in his mouth in the literal sense
So repentance over inverted idea of invention was lost
Got his bread now instead of eating salad tossed
Still no salary or pension in his vicinity just bill
No strings attached, just a montage of frills

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