Saturday, January 7, 2012

Rust


.Sometimes a thing could be said to possess life because it shows signs of decay

.Here's our take on rust. Let us know what you think

   
  

    
    They cast you
    in a different die
    and you outshone us
    with twisted smiles,
    replaced us
    with metallic lies,
    and left us
    stone faced and debased.

    With no choice,
    we prayed to God-

    and He sent us rain.

-Jason

               


 Bright, defiant, bold.
    And yet, not red;
    She colored neglected benches
    and pipes in the shed.
    Painted a grin of dust
    On their surly heads.

    Still, everybody looks
    At Rain in awe.
    And Rust
    is always looked down upon.

    -Nikita   

Sunday, January 1, 2012

New



  

   Flipping over
the last few pages
made me evolve.

But;
From books we are
and to books we shall return.

-Jason

       

    Two roads diverged
    in a wood
    And everyone
    rushed  
    to take   
    the road less traveled by

    I chose 
    the beaten path
    and decided
    to leave  new footprints
    behind.

    -Nikita