Opportunistic Pathogen

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Staring at the death , inevitable
he still believes, he is capable;

The present and the past has been a sorrow;
And there will be no tomorrow;

He scanned around for a light
that would save his plight;

It was dark all around
and a star fell to the ground;
Its intensity adulterated with evil;
Now to live , he has to kill;

In this survival race,
the weak lose their face;
The parasite invades the host;
An upsurge among the pest;

On a wrong axis, the people revolve;
His dark soul will never evolve;
From the bad , the good deflects;
From his body , the malignant image reflects;

He lives a day more
at the cost of an inocent core!

Comments

Unknown said…
wow loevly words use and good medical language intermingled to make it lovely read simply amazing blog
May 16, 2007 at 12:28 PM
Impressionist said…
marvellous buddy!:)
this is very good, u must write more!:D
I hope this prescription is enuf to cure u! :D
lol!!

peace & love
JeeVY
May 16, 2007 at 12:35 PM
N@nc! said…
its a message for a person....
anyway, great poem :)
May 16, 2007 at 2:00 PM
mystic rose said…
brilliant. though a trifle too dark. IT IS quite possible to live with innocence in this world. :)
May 16, 2007 at 4:54 PM
bornfortheu.s.a said…
nice poetry!! gud job!!
May 17, 2007 at 1:36 AM
`NEFTY said…
That was nice, I hope he finds his way...
May 17, 2007 at 5:27 AM
N@nc! said…
yape, I one of those ppl that liekd your poem too ^_^ the mix of words!
May 17, 2007 at 3:53 PM
Sharad Mathur said…
wow!
simply brilliant!

nice post
sharad
May 17, 2007 at 11:45 PM
Phoenix said…
intense...very intense...beautiful imagery
May 19, 2007 at 9:33 AM
Jeya Anand said…
#protegeolife
Thanx ....:)

#rajeev
thank u bro...well purity is a rarity...:)

#soul&body
thanks ... :)

#mystic rose
yeah..it is ...need loads of luck to survive...

#neo
thanks...

#nefty
yeah he will...not for long though...

#sharad
thanks man...

#phoenix
hmmm thanks....
May 19, 2007 at 12:51 PM
Andrew The Asshole said…
Love the play on words. it adds depth to the poetry and also the name of the blog is cool as hell too
May 20, 2007 at 10:01 AM
Jeya Anand said…
#ruchika
yeah it is!!

#andrew
thanks asshole:D
May 21, 2007 at 5:38 PM
N@nc! said…
hey nice to meet you!!!
May 21, 2007 at 8:08 PM
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