Shifting Shapes

A curious case of some campaigners,

Who curate causes but let it cuffed;

Resisted rejoinders always,

Unless puffery stars in it are stuffed!

What Covid Taught!

Ain’t taught about to care all,

Nor to live in unison;

Mere metaphor it’s to say,

This is Darwinism, measure own’s position.

A Solitaire Mountain

A solitaire mountain that once symbolized,

On which few aimed for xtreme;

Whereas some pledged to live in conjunction,

It too witnessed for years pain & screams.

Shape of Art

Shape of an Art in any form,

And what protruded craft;

May not be harmed or swinged!

Illumined be all via its original draft.

Interpreter

You exile some things in life,

In backasswards, why it even shined?

Of what takers were many, not few,

Abhorrent conceived as well as what they Opined.

The Mark

A splash of spot if spattered on face,

& Locked shackled in closet abandoned from race;

May it be locked for a generation or more!

But for how long? As longer as the Time isn’t sure!

Void

Greatest might be Great, won’t dispute,

But even moon looks bright from afar,

Who walked over it knew spots it had,

So why greatest be not known with scars?

Love & Hate

Hate isn’t always a misdeed,

In ‘Love All’ never always lies good deed!

Why context of Hate is discerned,

In verbatim, as it isn’t defined with few terms?

The Stage

Mere perceiving an act, never conduce,

Theories, as were puppets in it infused?

As part of audience if you watch any play,

Know before engraving, did puppets too have any say?