It was during the era of thriving capitalism,Marx said the world is divided into Haves and the Have-Nots.Haves had all what they needed,they were the capitalists and the Have-Nots were the slaves,never got what they wanted,and always did what the Haves demanded them to do.Marx believed his Socialist regime would end such divisions,and all would be equal and gain their desires.
The world always remained capitalist Socialism lost out to it,because we all are followers of capitalism,we all want to be the Haves and enjoy slavery from the Have-Nots.He loves her,but she does not,he cant have her,she has it all,she gets the one she loves,he crumbles in pain,a slave to her rejection and follows intense struggle full of agony. He is the Have-not,she is the capitalist,isn't it? She loves him,enchanted and charmed by his ways,she hopes for togetherness,he has no such intentions and she is a slave of her refusal! Yes she is the Have-not.
This world goes round and round,so does the system. If you are a 'Have' now you must have been a 'Have-not' before or will be one soon.It is the logic behind this weird game of love,what goes around comes around ;) until then that's all folks!
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Can Feel Again.
The empty streets aroused by the midnight glow
A faint shadow accompanying the night.
Two hands clutched tightly,
strolling down 'their paradise.'
alone,lonely, silent but still complete!
......It was not bliss before........
A violent storm had ravaged the heart,
and the sensation confused by the mind.
Every dawn would be foggy
and dusk would set in
with vagueness and a constant ache...
struggling,fighting,choking and the pain.
The desire overwhelmed every doubt
the feeling demanded a life.
A blabbering noise inside
and the cold drops down the senses
It was known all along...
it was time to visit 'their paradise!'
A faint shadow accompanying the night.
Two hands clutched tightly,
strolling down 'their paradise.'
alone,lonely, silent but still complete!
......It was not bliss before........
A violent storm had ravaged the heart,
and the sensation confused by the mind.
Every dawn would be foggy
and dusk would set in
with vagueness and a constant ache...
struggling,fighting,choking and the pain.
The desire overwhelmed every doubt
the feeling demanded a life.
A blabbering noise inside
and the cold drops down the senses
It was known all along...
it was time to visit 'their paradise!'
Friday, October 1, 2010
A Start.
It goes round and round
it goes left right center
and helter skelter
but it comes back to me
bits and pieces,moments and notions
like they were
yes Its rare!
You are building a small world for me,
and I am holding on to every bit,every piece,every moment,every notion.
it goes left right center
and helter skelter
but it comes back to me
bits and pieces,moments and notions
like they were
yes Its rare!
You are building a small world for me,
and I am holding on to every bit,every piece,every moment,every notion.
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