Bang boom Smash!!

Bang goes the bullet thru the doors
Boom goes the bomb amidst the snores
Smashing went a city beside the sea shore
Burnt crashed spent
The tale of a city with its life on rent
Slithering into the night
They had no mission, no fright
Boring lives of boring people
Turned exciting in the blink of an eye
The time had come for people to rise
To learn that money isn’t the only prize
Intermingling between the classes and the masses
They saw no difference in the body masses
A life is a life
Worth to be taken
No one stirred, no one shaken
They came. They saw. They almost conquered
But alas! They would have almost prospered
Some rose above the lines of duty
They fell to rise up in glory
The end wasn’t pretty
It was bloody n gory
All the reporters saw, was a good story
The rise and fall of unsung heroes
The helplessness of people, the face of villains
An award worthy story of their crimes and their pains
A few days later, the storm had died
A few people laughed and fewer cried
Girls wandering in their skimpy clothes
Guys following them in their fancy shoes
Cars still running at the speed of snails
The spirit of the city was up for sale
There was other important work to be done
And we shall wait another day to be stunned!!

Terrorist Dreams!!

If i were a Terrorist running in the sun.
I'll put on my shades and take out my gun
pray to the almighty and begin to act like a clown..
steal a BMW and drive it round the town..
pump up the volume and roll down the windows..
When i get tired i'll go make some widows..
then steal a Merc and put on an Armani jacket..
Throw some grenades and create a huge racket..
I'll make some bombs and mix some molotov cocktails too..
Then plant the bombs in a secret zoo ..
for my evening break go for a swim in the sea..
After that i'll burn the city with glee..
I'll sync the bombs to my precision Swiss watch..
then sit in the bar and drink some scotch..
a couple of drinks later i don't want to pay the bill..
So i take my AK 47 and go for the kill..
I light a havana cigar on my way out..
Watch the people scream and shout..
Get into the limo waiting outside for me..
Put on some Punjabi music and plan to flee.
Last stop ahead i head to the helipad..
My helicopter delayed due to traffic which was bad..
This fills my heart with rage
and so i begin my jihadi rampage..
Call my fidayeen and ask them to come up with their innovative plans ..
i ask them to ngage in a game of bomber man..
As i log on to my website and address my fans..
They belong to all classes from politicians to the common man..
A couple of film stars and members of the ku klux klan..
A few item girls too for my pleasure
a few of them from the legislature
Its night and getting pretty late..
I have to prepare for my date with fate.
I board the plane waitin for me .
Take it for a short flight with my friends - ash n sush
We head to America and search for our guru mr bush.
Such a charismatic little man - full of drama .
He was having dinner with our dear Mr Osama .
We take our pay checks and plan an adventure trip to New york city.
Our plan is to kill innocent ppl without remorse or pity..
we fly high up into the air ...
Have some Mile high fun and crash into Times Square.:)