Reflections

Reflections tell a sad tale
always aware of being watched by you
the truth was better when buried inside
thick layers of lies, covered with smiles
why must you see the poor mold of me
sympathize my helpless state

I am fine this way, never did complain
for you, I have this sparkling eyes.

I too know the bitter fold of you
but. lets make peace and
Change this shade of blue...

Mother and Child

Come soon, hurry, no time to play
don't u see I have multi-tasking day
while the crystal ball may appeal to you
its glittering sides. many fortune brings
glued to earth, u can move it naught
unless you learn to write and slog

Mother and child sculpture by Alan Wilson

Noodles Soup

I cried 
and the noodle
streamed down my cheeks, 
I was so happy 
I was producing noodles
There were no tears

just noodles and noodles
and i cried some more
and more noodles flowed,
the crying helped and
soon i had enough noodles
to make some noodle soup for lunch.

Limerick on Prince Harry

Prince Harry and his Army friends
Bare-bottomed, set a new brand
There is no shame
Its just a game
Post pictures on FB, now thats new trend

Limerick on this news.....

http://www.firstpost.com/world/uk-soldiers-strip-on-facebook-in-support-of-harry-433994.html

Facebook Status

Today I wish to be secretive 
May not tell you what's on my mind, 
For you may wrinkle up your nose 
At me
Of having thought so, 
I seal them up
Keep them aside 
In dark recesses of my mind, 
Will go alone, 
On my own,
When I have some time,  
To brush up the rough edges 
Till they are smooth
Will ironed them out for you,
Will share them with you
Clean and packed
Then maybe steal your smile, 

Till then 
You may think 
I am thoughtless today
And not really feeling fine........

National Bad Poetry Day

Today, they tell me its 'National Bad Poetry' day
My thoughts for today are painted in grey
Much work to do, there is cooking to be done
Biryani, Raita, potato chips, that should be fun
But I need somebody to clean up my kitchen
Put cutlery in order and serve drinks in a tray
Then sit next to me and write a verse
Pen thoughts of something that I have to say

Mannequin

At a souvenir store 
He stares at me 
Watching my step  
My every clue 
I pick up the wares 
To weigh the price 
But he stare at me 
With his plastic eyes. 
My flash shines on him, 
But he won’t even blink
He is just a life-size 
Mannequin

Limerick on Gagan Narang

Yey! India gets its first Bronze medal.proud moments and limerick too

A bronze it is, from Narang dear
Wine for you for happy cheer
Just play your best
We celebrate with fest
There will be more, no need to fear

London - Gagan Narang opened India’s account at the London Olympics as he bagged a bronze medal in the 10m Air Rifle event on Monday.

Easy does it

Easy is as easy does it, 
If I put my soul to decide.

Climb the tree to pluck the fruit 
but why? 
I would use a long stick
Walk a mile to see a friend
but why?
I would rather video call
Journey through some thousand miles
but why?
I will rather read a travel book

Why must i choose the difficult path
When there are many easy solutions
I will only sweat a lot for a task
If there is sunshine at the end of the tunnel.

Give me a theme

I want to write a poem
but don't have the theme
my words are in an open field
lost without any dream
roaming in mid air
they have no branch
to sit and prune their hair
without a theme, they are nude
neither here nor there....

In a Distant Land

No traffic beeps, no hawker call

No children hop around my yard

No neighbors comes to share their views

No knock on my door at mid-afternoon

In silence, I sit in a distant land

Where sounds are just some whistles in air

The ruffle of winds and swoosh of trees

Bounce up and down on waves at sea

Its only when in festival times

Chanting puncture serenity and chime

Tapping feet move from town to lanes

Waltz the town to burning debates

The natives dress in floral gowns

Full of jest, they dance around

Life breaks dream to come alive

Its time for birds to rests for a while.

The noisy parade breaks silence at sea

The town now dons a carnival treats

Rains

Rain has become human today
frustrating and nagging
noisy and weepy
paralyzed my movements
with its angry storm
Rain! Go away! duh!

Arrested on train - Limericks

16 hours she talked nonstop
On mobile phone she went ‘bark bark’
Passengers were bored
They seized her phone
And got her arrested by Amtrak staff

Limericks inspired by this news here:
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1388166/Lakeysha-Beard-arreste-train-talking-loudly-phone-16-HOURS.html

Sweet Dreams

friend wishes me sweet dreams
even though she knows
I m diabetic
she want to kill me
sweet is not good for me
even in dreams
she is wicked because
when she wishes me 'sweet dreams'
she giggles....

Two Days Ago

Two days ago
I rejoiced
when cloud cleared
tearing off its fluffy cloak 
dropping droplets of rain
few at first 
then some more 
and then many more 
with a whoosh sound
of its soft breeze
and I was content,


but that was two days ago
now it is back
to its scorching heat, 
with just a trickle 
of sticky sweat on my cheeks.

Some More Nonsense Verse

It takes patience to listen 
Brave are those who rant endlessly
Not caring it has not any audience
Rattle pattle chow chow
Glibber dibber they go on and on
So much endurance the wax in the ears
Yawns too loud n melts down
Walks angrily out to the cheeks
To see the babbler and bend his knees

I want to tell a story
of fire files and rain
like sparklers in the moonlight
they burn and fall into drain
but one fire-fly reincarnates
to tell a sweet tale
but since it has droppings on deaf ears
I will narrate its refrain

so Jack and Jill came back with a fool
with bags full of tin and copper
Jack wore a crown, but Jill was all browned
having swam all day on beaches in gown
singing ooh la la, ooh la la, whole day thereafter

cute little kids sing non-stop rhymes
the traffic stops still with their deafening noise
Jack and Jill, Hansel and Gretin all climb the bean stalk
sat cross-legged, to explore the chocolate house
Jack climbs down the bean stalk,and frightens the giant with a mouse

Just for day I went across
the seven seas to taste the salt
the dreaded society grew, all bots
sharing fishes and dogs in their thoughts
poem they call, banish them all
give the award and cash to only one who uses a towel

So Adorable

he speaks only monosyllables,
he speaks with his eyes,
his body language is so perfect
his squeals, a delight,
he can relate everything he wants,
he attracts full attention every time..
yeah,
he is just a 21-month-old-child.

he knows all his commands
will be obeyed day and night,
when he is ignored,
he will cry with all his might,

I know
he is a bully, with an adult mind,
Oh Gawd!
But he is such an adorable child.......

The Fisher Woman

Watercolour on PaperM. V. Dhurandhar (1867-1944)

Oily faced fisher woman
Does her rounds in my lane in turns
Her sari tucked tight between the slits
Of her fully formed round bums
She feeds the crows, all gills and fins
For fleshy fish, demands cash
Late evenings does some spiny spins
At night clubs, controlling trash
For bad guys who won’t listen to her
She suffocated them with fishy smell
But otherwise she is dancing, enjoying
And flashing her fake jewels

Musical

I tried to sing today

The same tune that we crooned yesterdays

There was no life

Did you take that warmth away with you?

The words flowed easily,

Cascading memories, sliding one over another

But the images were blurred

Do you have the negatives with you?

There was rhythm in the music

But my heart did not bleat

It stood still

Do you know the tempo to that tune?

If you decide to come over this side

Bring back those notes

I need to re-wrap my body for eternity

April Platform Challenge: Day 2

Today’s Goals

Short term plan

Wake up early, brush my teeth

Wash my face, have my tea

Showered and dressed, go to coffee shop

Meet the professional web designer who is on top

Share notes with her to polish my site

Walk to post office to extract the cash

Long time, It’s frozen in the bank

Buy some clothes and pair of shoes

Walk down the street to have some meals

One more errant I have to do for a friend

Check her house to see all is well

Pay her bills, check the lights

Warn her maid to clean her house

Come back home and check my mails

Maybe snooze in the middle of the day

Evening might, go visit a friend

To check if she is fine and well

Stricken with cancer, I am told

But brave she is, now on medication

Home bound now, doesn’t walk on the road

Come back home and back to work

To complete my book that’s now a bore

Long term plan

Build a stronger bond with my friend.

Other folks drying their ink for April Poem-a-Day Challenge