It Plays Emotions.

The powerful weapon being used in futile.

It's a house of devil.
Many keep it empty.
They want float stuff,
as light as airy things.
It feeds with wasteful,
it's no use of soul feed.
Forget the value of time.
Virtue is most obscure.
Do you know what it is?
Mind, a powerful weapon.

It wants to eat, often.
Healthy or sick stops not.
God, it's no self prosperity.
Though need to be alive.
I said no soul feed, it's
sick, weird and nasty.
Spread the web so wide.
Bait and switch for victims.
Pretend to share their worry.
Finally eats the stuff.

No sooner have the food,
than starts digestion work.
The story won't complete
unless the analyse is ended.
Propagation is next step.
Does it help in anyway?
No, but villanious happy.
A very sick fancy to do again.
The addiction is strong rooted.
But it plays emotion and life.

Author's Note

I find many people talk only about someother's life. Why don't they be virtuous and know the exact use of time.

Reviews

[Naina]

Very nice piece of writing Prabha.... I like it... Keep writing....:)

[Prabha Salimath]

Thank you for the review and do consider your words with pleasure.

[Avinash]

Hi Prabha,
On a critical note . I would like to know if you translate words from your mother tongue to english? Because words although we get there are strong feelings in them but somehow do not fit together well. What I will suggest it let the words take control over you and come on its own. I appreciate the subject, intention and feelings behind this poem but I would like to see you improve.

[Prabha Salimath]

Thank you Avinash for review I'll consider it. Do it better next time.

[hardeep sabharwal]

its so good, emotions here can be felt by any one,
thanks for writing such a nice piece

[Prabha Salimath]

Thank you Hardeep.

[Matching Socks]

Very moving writing Prabha, and always you connect with our emotions.

[Prabha Salimath]

Thank you so much Ana for your kind words and thanks to you too.