The Path Well Trodden

To get attendance we sit in class
our minds blank, clear as glass
Turn up the music in our ears
as confined here we waste four years
Society approves, calls it learning
in reality it's just money burning
because education has been capitalized
institutions are all privatized
make a hefty "donation" and admission is "Free"
Four years later, collect your degree
concept is a foreign word
rare like an exotic bird
few have seen it and fewer still
care about it and in themselves instill
a thirst for knowledge, a passion for learning
the rest only care about earning
but why would a company pay well for a job
performed by one with sense comparable to a corn on cob

So if you're on this well trodden path
and yearn for success
Go take a bath
and start afresh

His scream echoed across the lake
the valley acknowledged his cries of pain
and to help him through his ache
the gods sent down a shower of rain

He held his breath and closed his eyes
the remained, no surprise.

And now you see the gun in his hand
as he shoots himself and leaves the land.

The Werewolf's Call

Companionless, I walked alone
the harsh winter wind chilling me to the bone
for the fire that was within me, had all but died out
the day with him, you started going out. 
upon my honour, i could not believe
that life could play a trick like this, making all seem so bleak

as i gazed at the full moon, eclipsed by a cloud
twas but a reflection of how the hopes in my heart
were covered with a shroud
almost unconsciously,
i joined the werewolves howl against the full moon
and its false promises of hope...which turned to despair to be followed by gloom.

however, should you even remember me, dearest!
in my heart, you will always be the one i hold nearest.

And, 
when you return as i know you will have to, 
i wil be running the forest on all fours.
but your gentle touch and soft velvet kiss
will turn me back from this monster, 
... and nothing will be amiss.

--Anshuman