Tag: LITERATURE

Poetry, She Is Pestering Me.

She Is Pestering Me.

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She is pestering me.

Give me money,

Give me rice.

Give me food.

Give me burgers.

She is definitely pestering me.

Take me to the movies.

Buy me jewelry.

Spend more money on me.

Is she mad?

Yes, she is.

She is pestering me.

Buy me onions.

Buy me ginger.

I think “give me and buy me” are two distinct entities.

Buy me noodles.

Buy cold drinks,

Something with a dew, which is more fizzy.

Buy me rubber band,

Buy me electronic items.

Buy me a brand new phone.

Again, buy me a new phone,

Then with 64 GB RAM.

Take me to Dubai.

Fly me to The grand city of New York.

Will she pay the air fare, hotel and other expenses?

Ofcourse not!

She is a pesterer, a leech.

A good for nothing.

Well, she is pestering me.

I have trying hard to avoid her,

But I couldn’t.

Who is she?

She is mind.

Under whose veil everyone works.

Adios!

A Cake For Desert., Poetry

A Cake For Desert.

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“A Cake for desert,

Which one shall it be Ma?

Shall it be pineapple?

Or Butterscotch?

Or chocolate?

All of these are very common Ma.

Please, make a chocolate truffle cake for me, with vanilla cream in between.”

Ma smiled-“Today I have already prepared pineapple pastries,

And I am short of milk cream.

Get me the cream tomorrow and you shall have your chocolate truffle cake.”

“Ma can I have thin chocolate wafers on the cake? Please.”

Ma said yes.

Can you imagine my delight?

From the moment Ma has said yes,I have already have had my chocolate truffle cake.

Since that moment frequently I have been dancing around the house

 shouting –“MAAAAAAAAAA, I want my cake, I want my cake.”

Adios!

continue, Poetry

Continue.

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Continue to sleep till the sun rises.

Continue to eat till your stomach fills full.

Continue to dance till your mind satisfies you.

Continue to binge,

Till fat accumulates, beyond the desired level.

Continue to lie,

Till it gets the better of you.

Continue with dishonesty until you fall in a ditch.

If you continue with all bad things,

You won’t find any peace, love and happiness.

On the other hand,

Continue with all good things,

And rise like the sun,

Till everything false falls off,

And your true self wins.

Adios!

Poetry

From The Corner Of The Earth.

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From the corner of the earth,

My friend,

Sir Lark,

Called me out.

Said-“My friend, I am here.

It’s all well and good.”

I replied-“How are you my old friend?

Did you have doughnuts for breakfast this morning?”

He simply chuckled and said-“Are you kidding me?

I am the doughnut man. Anytime.Everytime.”

I asked him to send some cinnamon doughnuts over to us.

He said-“Already done. I have opened a new shop near my home.Are you all coming?

 Or shall I come?”

I replied-“I don’t know the way. Come and pick us up.”

He said-“I will.”

Adios!

Poetry

A Silver Wrapper.

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A silver wrapper,

Is a precious gift.

From a small chocolate,

Which it had wrapped.

Unbelievably small,

Yet Ma made a beautiful butterfly out of it.

It had wings.

I was in wonder.

I tried to make one,

The final product was a gross work.

To make it finely I needed to hone my talent.

But Ma’s butterfly was wonderful.

I wished that it’s wings would flap,

And it would go around the room.

I have kept it with me.

In my dreams that following night,

I saw that God had given it life,

And it was going all over the fairy world.

Adios!