Sunday, October 12, 2008

Boyfriend and Girlfriend!

Defend.

That's what boyfriends do.
Defending their territories.
They are like warriors,
protecting the thing they own, they possess
-- their girlfriends.
Always watchful like a dog,
smelling piss of any other dog
in their marked (with the piss) territory.
And if they find marks (piss)
of any other dog on their property,
they bark
and sometime they bite.

Their mouth full of rabis,
ready to peel flesh off the new dog.
When they ensure
that their bitch are with them,
they fuck them -- in doggy style.

And the puny girlfriends
would let go of anything
for the sake of their boyfriends
-- their dignity,
their social circle
and most of all the right
to "hold their heads" high.

They are always willing
to bend on their knees,
bow their heads down
and give a great blow job!



Swapnil Bhartiya

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Misery!



I am a writer.
I am the creator of worlds.
I decide people's fate.
I decide who lives and who dies.
I snatch happiness from them
And I give them misery.
I seldom give them happiness.
I can't give that.
I don't give that.

Misery is the word.
I aint no self made man,
I am made,
whatever I am today, by 'the' God.
One god created another
And still creating many more like me.
We, the gods, get up at dark night,
When every one else is sleeping
And build the worlds.
Worlds you live in.
Do you feel miserable, ever.
God did it.
He will give it more.
You are still not in my scripts,
So don't blame me for that.
You deserved it.
I deserve what I got,
What all I am going get.
The pain I have is something
I have earned.
You have earned your pain.
The happiness you have
has been a charity
donated to you, you haven't earned it.
You just can't earn happiness.

-- Swapnil