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The Hunter by Marcus Lord

O Hunter, Strong Hunter, O what have I done?
Many leagues, over mountains and dales have I run,
Yet you pursue me and you have slain my mate,
O pray tell me why we deserve this fate

O Hunter, Strong Hunter, I beg thee stop,
My bones ache and my tongue is dry,
My throat aches for a sip from the spring,
Why do you hate us? Please tell me why

Vile Hunter, I fear not your pitiful dart,
Strong am I in anger and in wrath,
Endeavour if you dare and block my path,
Every beast in the forest shall feed on your heart

Hunter, Poor Hunter, bleeding, here you lie,
My antler through your heart, you prepare to die,
My heart bleeds for you as you fade,
Your voice is weak, yet your eyes remain clear,
Alas! Had we known each other in love and peace,
We would not have been brought this way together, now, and here

Deer, Noble Deer, your fair visage brings joy to my eyes,
I shall not insult you with guile and lies,
My means are scant and i have four mouths to feed,
Now do you see why there could be no love and peace?

नीद का निर्माण फ़िर फ़िर

This was a poem we learnt at school. Complete dickheads that we were then, we failed to recognise the sheer beauty of it. The resonance of each word which conveys so much meaning yet fits with almost criminal snugness into the meter completely escaped us. Shri Bachchan could move mountains with his words. Without force. They would bow down and make way.
Here goes.....

नीड का निर्माण फिर फिर
नेह का आव्हान फिर फिर

यह उठी आँधी कि नभ में
छा गया सहसा अँधेरा
धूलि धूसर बादलों ने
भूमि को इस भाँती घेरा

रात सा दिन हो गया
फिर रात आई और काली
लग रहा था अब न होगा
इस निशा का फिर सवेरा

रात के उत्पात भय से
भीत जन जन भीत कण कण
किंतु प्राची से उषा की
मोहिनी मुस्कान फिर फिर

नीड का निर्माण फिर फिर
नेह का आव्हान फिर फिर

क्रुद्ध नभ के वज्र दंतों में
उषा है मुसकराती
घोर गर्जनमय गगन के
कंठ में खग पंक्ति गाती
एक चिडिया चोंच में तिनका लिए
जो जा रही है
वह सहज में ही पवन
उनचास को नीचा दिखाती

नाश के दुःख से कभी
दबता नहीं निर्माण का सुख
प्रलय की निस्तब्धता में
सृष्टि का नवगान फिर फिर

नीड का निर्माण फिर फिर
नेह का आव्हान फिर फिर

Things that piss me off

Note: Only the author gives a shit about this article. Readers are welcome to though. Group solidarity. The author has no idea what induced him to write this article. He blames it on peer pressure. He feels the pressure to be more wannabe and self righteous in his writing.

1. Religious fundamentalists
2. Religion
3. Tiny cramped cars
4. Violation of traffic rules
5. The look which most girls give you when you go to a nice 'hang out place' in shorts and an old tee
6. Ill founded pride in Marathi culture
7. Computer programming
8. Being force fed health biscuits by mum and sister because I've become something they call 'scary thin'
9. Summer training
10. Enclosed spaces
11. Pseudo-savvy T-shirt quotes
12. Being scared of two-wheelers on the road when you're driving a car. There ain't no David Goliath situation in real life.
13. Precocious children
14. People who are cruel to cats
15. The the entire dirty great field of engineering