Empty was the stomach
devour were the eyes
a cupboard full of appetite
eating with open eyes
hanging above
looking bright
fruits bestowed from heaven
running in the mind
lying on basement
ambitions grew in smiles
reach a bit high
walking and climbing
panting in breathes
just a bit more
the hungry stomach said
reaching the ground floor
arms stretched
no, it was still beyond
the open arms said
just a bit higher
the mind shouted inside
devouring it with soul
but stomach still empty inside
a floor higher
grasping and groping the tough rails
don’t know what trails left
ambitions making the mind slave
cheering the fallen self
who knows how much more
the palms are bleeding
shoulders tired
and eyes drowsy
does it look like a monkey
gazing a mirror on so called mobile
insanely, saint became monkey in disguise
alas
how long journey should continue ?
is it an evolution
or devolution
human to monkey
I suppose
climbing and falling
while reaching high
only to know
what sad truth
as it glows
the fruit turned
too high
playing peek-a-boo
while the branches screw
it’s an orb
burning the mankind
as they close by
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I really like what you’ve said here. Chasing towards your ambition without taking the time to take care of yourself can be a rough game, with no real fulfillment at the end.
Surely it is
You guessed so right
It’s so tiring
At the end the Palms are scathed and heart is empty
That is when ambitions grow heavier
Thanks a lot dear reader for stopping by
Thank you so much for your kind comment
Held my attention throughout so ya did ...
this was one almighty journey spiller .. I was immediately transported back to my time in Africa .. always woken by a monkey dropping fruit of all shapes and sizes from the surrounding trees on to my tin roof .. x
Wow
Neville you have been to many places
Sounds so interesting
Thanks a lot dear Neville, I am glad I could take you down the memory lane
This is a wonderful piece. Trying to reach a goal despite challenges. I can see that coconut or fruit high up and the difficulties faced in getting to it.
Thank you so much dear Rozina
I am glad you liked it
You guessed it right….,
The ambitions
The desires
That grow in our bosom
Maybe some fruit hanging high above somewhere
For which we keep running in entire life
Hey Spiller , you revealed your secret in the last para !! The Orb burning the Mankind.
Very deep thoughts of yours, Keep trying to reach your goals, though like plays a peek-a-boo with us sometimes...Never leave the Hope !! Keep trying ...wonderful inspiring and intriguing too 🙂
You caught my secret dear Vamsi….the glowing orb stitched high up in sky…well hope like ebbing waves…i try my best doing what i can to reach my destination beside…thanks a lot dear Vamsi for always cheering me…
I suppose we never did stray far from the tree, evolving only to kill ourselves eventually off. Maybe the monkey knew his position and was happy with it.
That’s the true God’s greatest creation killed itself and those around..maybe the monkey knew but was it happy I don’t know …..
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