One whose wealth grows
By striking a pose
Home for the faded
Asylum for the jaded
A badge of belief
Worn for comic relief
A ghetto like hell
Where the unfortunate dwell
A syrup, balm or pills
For badly named ills
A collection of states
Cobbled together by greats
A spirited mind with a steely will
That never believes it's over-the-hill
A question with an answer hidden
Constructed to look intrigue ridden
Seeing dawn
When all is gone
Dissolution of 'I do'
When one becomes two
Rules like royalty
Rewards only loyalty
She's got the urge
To splurge, splurge, splurge.
He can create a scene
And make crime look obscene
He drives, pulls, cuts and blocks
When the team needs him, he just rocks
When food is on the house
And all you get is a spouse
Well crafted career lies
That an employer buys
The despicable ape
Who gets away with rape
He knows not what's toil
Because he's blessed with oil
One, two or a crew
Eveready for a screw
Ventures into space
For the human race
Craves for props
Lives on sops
'What is' is a result of 'what was'
Because every effect has a cause
They dish out celebrity poop
Dressed up as daily scoop
When you snuff out a life
With a word, bullet or knife
The bias of thinkers
Blinded by blinkers
All it takes to look manly
For Simple Simon or Stanley
He is me. She is you.
But we still dunno who.
The power seems magical
The consequences, tragical
Means treasure
Reads pleasure
When bright colours look pale
And life seems so stale
Two hands and a face
That time the rat race
They maim, hurt, kidnap and kill.
All in the name of a poison pill.
A tearjerker from the start
About a drunkard and a tart
A vicious attacker
Unleashed by a hacker
Throw fat into the bin
If you wanna look thin
All of 5 feet and 11 inches.
Remembered for his butt pinches.
The journey of Spock
And his adventurous flock
The culmination of lust
Aided by a pelvic thrust
Can dharma survive
When hundred fight five?
Lives to score runs.
Loves to score tons.
If you're into brawn
This game is all yawn
An opinionated pile of posts
So full of bluster and boasts
Never a ransom. Always a pittance.
For the man with great competence.
Saves you the trouble
Of having a stupid stubble
To many earths it has been
Many births it has seen
Looks and talks like a nerd
To stand out from the herd
Your once-in-a-lifetime chance
To escape the cosmic trance
A pompous sounding label
For what you bring to the table
To move up higher
Give up desire
A lifetime of ache
Endured for a child's sake
A sense of dejection
Experienced after rejection
The fame game fuel
That reduces your life to a duel
In the beginning it drives you mad
In the end it makes you sad
A ploy for vote bank preservation
Made in the name of reservation
