Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Stressed Desserts

Write in arabic i said
It'll help you get a girl to bed

Write upside down
It'll help you remove her gown

Eat a spoon of jello
Watch her turn yellow

Lick your lips
I bet her hands are on her hips

Wake up
The coffees in the cup




A messed up understanding

A little while ago
I glanced up and saw a crow...

I'm confused
My heart has been refused

In a life devoid of colour
And a depreciated dollar

Its about time i cried
No its just that the onions were deep fried

I don't mean to pry,
But aren't we both s'posed to try?

I'm stressed
And ur undressed

Compound interest works
It's just that I don't understand the quirks

Each to his own little world
But physically in the others blanket curled

An ode to love
Especially when push comes to shove

Friday, October 24, 2008

No-sense!!

The rhyming is bad
There's no space in my pad

Breathe in breathe out
There are no rules to flout

Jump
Pump

The balloon swells
Jingle Bells?

Smile
You've got Speed Dial

Talk to me
Help me sponsor Paul Clee

I make no sense
but it isn't quite nonsense

I can't understand
I won't let you disband

A confusion reigns
An umbrella stops rains

To understand this
I'd suggest 'Tant Pis'

Pickle your brains in vinegar

The Scarecrow

Some people eat curd
Some just stare at birds
And most are made to mince their words
The rich zip past in their fords
Staring at the glowing signboards

Five lines are done
I'm halfway through my bun
Heyy!! I do this just for fun
Come on.. now is not the time to run

Lost a single there
That isnt reason to pull out hair
Ohhh I'm running out of things to share

Just a couple left
My these lines are deft

And solitary stands ... the scarecrow

Sunday, July 27, 2008

....1.2.3.4.

Spending time in the jungle...
Cleaning up after many a bungle...
Natures calls
And the accompanying pitfalls
A paid vacation
Being reprimanded for a lack of attention
The envy of many
Surviving for days on few pennies
A blog a log
A dog, scared of a wheels cog.
Cows blocking the road
Frogs parked illegally getting toad
Planning a long trip
On the calendar its just a blip....
Airfare thats quite unfair
Going to places far from my lair
A passport to fame
A few photographs to frame
A trip without a name...
Many a day without the dame

Sunday, June 15, 2008

The Rain in Spain
The Brain does Drain
The monsoons
They arrived to soon
The weathers freaky
Roofs are all leaky
Umbrellas full of colour spring up
Ducks and geese chase away the pups
Hot Tea and Coffee
Children sucking on Toffee

Saturday, June 14, 2008

A single track mind
A soul so gentle and kind
Lived life as if on a rail
Keeping a balance oh so frail
Not easy to lose
He's the one without shoes
Hurdles crossed now
Only to be held up by a cow
Cleared a stage
Only to realise life is missing a page

A game
Some fame
A dame
Someone to maim

Lost track
Decided to give it a crack
Wasted time
Wasted many a dime
Bad timing
I'll stick with rhyming

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Evenings red.. Alone in bed

Morning blues,
Evenings green,
Eyes bloodshot red,
Alone in bed,
A peacock like sheen,
Being careful to avoid the flu
Eyes shut
Trying to get out of the rut
Traffic jams
Overflowing dams
Thoughts flow free
And bang into tree
Be gentle
The problem is mostly dental
Keep in touch
Always go dutch
Rhymes
Dimes
Crimes
Take them all with lime
Lick away those tears
Live life without fears.

Morning Blues

When I woke up in the morning...
And saw my neighbours yawning
I saw the boredom within
I realised we were helpless..
as helpless as a kitten
Maybe a little better 'coz we could were mittens
I screamed out loud...
I was trying so hard to write those lines that made me proud
A skill forgotten
Ideas turned rotten
New ways of living
Always in the mood of giving
A newly found passion
A new madness no less
Its delicous.. I love the feeling
My mood soars, restricted only by the cieling
A few lines written to earn a living
A few just to avoid giving

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Sleeeeeeeeeeeepy

Sleep strikes
Resting my head on the desk
….. oh it ruins my spikes
The entire scenario borders on grotesque..

I don’t mean to be a pest
But I do so badly need the rest
Soon we’ll all be heading west
I’ve got a feeling I’m past my best

Tiredness
Conjures images and nightmares
Dreams about Loch Ness
Memories of spring fairs

Ur MAD
I’ve been bad
Neglected my Autocad
Dressed up to fulfil some crazy fad

I’m sleepy
My eyelids are droopy
I wish I could be snoopy
Sleep all day
Sleep all the way

Sleep is never enough
To much gives you a cough

To little….
Cause you got up to piddle
Answered some riddles
Played the fiddle
So much to do at midnight
In the light of candles so bright

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Bright fights at night

Late last night...
In the blinding city lights
A boy... young at heart
Trying to sleep beside his bullock cart
Lost in the noise
Lacking confidence and poise

A simple life upset
Starting anew without regret
Complicated encounters
Dangerous run ins with "bouncers"

Driving home after a fight
A little to fast...
Flashbacks of the Happy past
To lost to care about someone else's plight

Standing in the boys shoes
Listening to the kitten mew
An altar ego..
Childhood spent with lego...

Total opposites...
Born as a composite
Similarities unseen
Differences that could never have been

The grass they say...
Especially if you've lost your weigh
Is always greener...
And the other person leaner