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Thursday, September 25, 2008

MY LATEST LOVE

DISCLAIMER: IAM STRAIGHT.I WROTE THIS POEM FROM A GUY'S POINT OF VIEW.



I looked into her sexy big eyes,
which made me forget the presence of flies.
The environment being sultry and dirty,
but the shine in her eyes made me feel funny and flirty.

I touched her smooth marble white face,
that made my brain jerk out of place.
"Oh what sexy curves" I thought
while getting scared that if I got caught.
Who cares,I still bathed her everyday,
watching her shine as if it were day.

I fell in love with many pretty ones before,
but not as beautiful as her,yes, loved her to the core.
Couldn't go to work without looking at her,
Couldn't wake up without dreaming of her.

But every night I would praise the man who made her.
"You are great man" I thought.
You are helping me be the envy of my friends!
Yes, because you made my Mercedes Benz!!

Friday, July 25, 2008

NATURE'S SENSES

In this cruel world,I see the clouds cry,
on the land that is dry.

In the daylight,I feel the sun's warmth,
blessing us with it's rays,washing away wrath.

Smelling the spring,I see,
new life,happy and free.

Hearing the wind,I appreciate,
nature's ways of making me feel great.

Tasting the summer,I realise,
how hard Iam working,to reach paradise.

Lying under the night sky,I sense,
a power above me,twinkling,
that has gifted me,my life.

A past that has led to the present,
A present that will lead to a future.
Smiling,I say out,"Its all a nature's way of nurture."

Monday, May 19, 2008

MATURED INNOCENCE

Down the street lived a boy named Ramu.
All of seven,but was brave,
Tall for his age,dark and skinny,
big round eyes,and laughed very funny.

Innocence filled his eyes,
and laughter drenched in purity.
Day and night,he worked at a dhaba,
to make a living for his family.

With clothes rugged and dirty,
Ramu cleaned tables,Ramu washed plates,
Ramu served food,that tasted very good.
He never got to eat much,and his master was rude,
he never complained,though people were shrewd.
Ramu loved to sing,Ramu loved to dance.
He watched kids go to school,he played with stones,and they at the pool.

I once asked him "oye!don't you also want to study?"
he smiled and said "one day i will Didi!Life is full of twists,turns and surprises!"

A gas cylinder blasted at the dhaba the next day,
What games the Gods play!
Many died,and Ramu lost both his hands.

Looking at him,my eyes started watering,
I hugged him,"Ramu,how did this happen to you?",I asked crying.
He looked at me and smiled."Don't worry Didi,this is life,and it is full of twists,turns and surprises!"
And I just cried more.