Ennui

 

Smoke rings twirl in orange dusk. 

Wine spins stories of the past. 

Some tales bring a whiff of musk,

some are blurred and shadows cast. 

Memories sprinkle pictures. 

Somewhere half-smiles appear. 

Days drag on with strange features. 

Nights take long to disappear. 

Sleep evades till early dawn. 

Thoughts ramble on, life goes on. 

Hunger

 

Some are hungry for success.

Some ever thirsty for fame.

Some have wealth but find it less.

Some blow it up in one game.

To many hunger is food,

and a small roof on the head.

A few clothes and firewood-

jug of water, loaf of bread.

Some stuff up so much and bloat.

Many toil to stay afloat.