A trip in time

A high flyer

A slick liar

A song stuck in my head

Staring at the girl I want to wed

A bus to catch

Ohh It'll be one funny match

The excuses of work

The strange little quirks

A few minutes spent

I hope I was a decent gent

I have to run

Ohh but t'was an evening full of fun

A quarter of a century

A visit to the potter in the cemetery

I've forgotten how to write

I've forgotten how to fight

It's a meaningless world

There is so much hidden between these words

Frustration leads to nought

Advice hurts when it is un-sought

Life hurts sometimes

Death can be curt with the forced rhymes

Morosity Porosity

Ohh save it for Posterity

Everything falls through sometime

Forgive me oh god for all my crimes

I try and laugh it off

I manage to cough

Even if it is for effect

Somewhere there is a major defect

One less birth

Without losing all this life is worth

I blog to unclog

I wish I had done this before the fog

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

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

....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

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

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

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

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

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

Achi"tact"urally speaking

A poet among engineers...
A dreamer among his peers
Someone who's always lost
Waiting for some aliens to accost
A romantic at heart
Yet to shy to walk into the hypermart
An architect at large...
A dress sense just like Marge
A carefree existence
Often interrupted mid sentence
A yearning to draw
Learning to follow the law
Living a life so crazy
Turning up the heat till the windows go hazy
Making strange squiggles
Tickling others till they're reduced to a giggle
Neglected responsibility
Created a whole lot of hostility
Wrote strange lines
Casually paid up a million dollars in fines
A little bit mad
A dressing sense to satisfy a passing fad
A tad to rich
Some say he was in love with a witch
Someone liked a song
And I just hummed along
As we sat on the wall
And dreamt up the scheme for a mall
Buildings in ones heads
Thinking of stadium seating while cheering for the Reds
Living for work
A profession that many consider a quirk

A little left out
Smiling silently as the girl next door pouts
Working nights
Doing feasibility reports for "RITES"
A little misconstrued...
A whole lot screwed...
In the head that is
Try and ask it as a quiz

Architects...
Oh they're always so..."Henpecked"

:)

Writers "B"lock

A Drawing
An egg in the pan is frying
A littlle girl down the street crying
Guilt pangs at my forehead clawing

A reason for secrecy
Something that makes my stomach all queasy
A post on a blog
A fire that burns leaving no trace of logs
Neglected duty
A life thats oh' so perfect and fruity :)

An old favourite
A well kept secret
Humming a tune so apt,
Realising your home is covered in a map

The small joys of life
Handled well inspite of strife
Digging my pockets for change
Wondering if my brain is out of range.

Colours everywhere
Dreaming of kids at the fair
Smiling at a rainbow
Sliding down a hill all covered in snow
A vacation in spain
A walk in the pouring rain

Distractions galore
Its as if my write side is all soar.

Colours don't matter anymore

A red pen in hand,
Strumming the tabletop as if I were in a band,
Thinking of things that would make many people cringe,
Remembering Francis Drake - the kings beard he did singe.

Distracted!
The tip of my pencil retracted.

I've built this wall around me...
I'm sitting snug, almost as if awaiting the kings decree
My degree's still pending
I might as well switch lines to vending :)
Be it food and drinks,
Or even skates beside the Ice hockey rink


I don't think so often....
But then its not everyday that you'll see a coffin
I grin to myself every now and then
I wonder what to do with the next lot of ten

I'm turning colourblind
The pens blue not red
I hope you don't mind
After all... you see... I'm not really Ted!
If i was.. I'd be the one who was dead

Hold Up!

My thoughts were put on hold
My rhymes must have grown all cold
I watched others eat
While i attended the meet
Left halfway
Right down the old pathway
Out of touch
The expenses are just getting out of clutch
Some area there
A new mare to dance in the fair
Somethings just happen
Others tend to cause the pace to slacken!

The Chees I chose

There are these..
And there are those :)
There are men
And there are mice...
If they are ten
They're sure to have lice...
There are geese
The sight of which causes some to wheeze
There are times to commit crimes
Time to sit and clean up the grime
Somethings just work
Some theories in darkness forever lurk
Like i said there are these
and there are those...
and theres the cheese
That just melts down to your toes :)

Hunger pangs!

Munching on a pack of pringle
Wearing a slik shirt thats ohh so easy to wrinkle
The spell cheque is of,
As of late encashing self cheks makes me coff
Sunbathing on a deck
Remembering the ship thats now a wrek
Languages get muddled
Thoughts befuddled
But the point gets across
With a barely acceptable transmission loss
It depends on thermodynamics
Or maybe just the reputation of the mechanics.
Hiss popp Hiss.... a whole lot of static
Life is so easy when ur driving an automatic
Exceeded the speed limit
All to avoid being late by maybe a minute.
Its fun moving so fast
The only thing better is sitting atop the ships foremast
Being in control
Letting the bearings just roll
Ignoring friction
Being so nervous it shows in your diction
Rhymes written for a reason...
They're easy to do regardless of season...
With motivation gone...
Even the best off efforts is barely worth a moan...
The rhymes don't sound right
Maybe they're just reminiscing about Frank Wright.
Theres a passion thats amiss
Something that most would casually dimiss
Its not that bad
But the feelings just a li'l less than glad
It shows
But mostly you'll think i've just been overdoing the rows!

A li'l Uptight

She's a li'l nervous....
Maybe her ears are turning a bit to porous
Missing alll calls...
Leaving me alone to watch every game of football
She's a li'l bit uptight...
She needs to sit a li'l more upright
I stare into space...
As i watch her race..
Theres a marathon next week
Though my prospects of competing are bleak.
I'll run along..
As long as i know i'm not in the wrong..
I'm getting the heeby jeebies
I wander the streets, looking for freebies

I saw a stranger clamber onto a bus
I thought about "all that fuss"
The rain came
Ohh I realised I miss that Dame!

Memories of long ago
Travelling to and fro
We watched the sun rise
And felt we'd won First prize
And we watched the sun set...
Feeling we'd just lost a bet!