Best Mh Poems
M. So Mike I hear you've been gone?
MH. Why yes I have!
M. Why the absence?
MH. I just needed some time to clear my head.
M. That should have taken no more than a couple minutes
MH. Ahhh...no, I was gone a couple weeks. I was going to stay out a month but this site is so addictive! I'm sure our listening audience can attest to that!
M. Audience? No ones listening to this...
MH. But you said...
M. Me?
MH. Yes you said when we were talking that I was going to be on the radio.
M. Dude your me...
MH. I know!
M. Your blowing my mind here...Can we just get on with this?
MH. Sure...What I was trying to do was really just find myself.
M. Find yourself...were your lost?
MH. No just needed to try and do away with some of the junk in my life.
M. I'm starting to wonder if I'm you then why is this the first time I'm hearing about it.
MH. That is odd isn't it..
M. Almost as odd as interviewing yourself.
MH. Almost
M. So any good poems written while you were gone?
MH. To tell the truth I couldn't stop writing...If they're any good only time will tell.
M. How do you think the interview is going so far? Am I doing alright? Asking the tough questions?
MH. I think your the best...That's why I only let me interview myself!
M. Speaking of interviews I've got another one scheduled I really need to run...
MH. Really? With who?
M. Oh it's you but you the World Famous Nuclear Physicist!
MH. But I'm not a...
M. Hey...It's what we call in journalism as a lead in...makes them want more.
MH. But I'm...
M. Don't worry, we'll make something up...
MH. We always do...
M. Ain't THAT the truth!
MH. Shall we do it over lunch?
M. Sounds good...you buying?
Form:
They left with happy faces
They were people from
different places
They boarded with their cases
Packed them into their spaces
The beautiful MH370 took off
Like the ball in golf
Just like a playoff
That i will be a tragedy they
never thought of
There last words were "alright
good night"
Everything seemed alright
We thought it would be a
normal flight
That we would hear of its
arrival during the morning light
Indeed you never know
The last time you will
se someone and again say hello
But that was a painfull way to
go
What a hard unforgettable blow
Tears brimmed our eyes
Hoping they were just lies
Waited for updates from sunset
to sunrise
And the World was loud,louder
of cries
Hijacking,sabotage were the
consideres posibbilities
The mental health of the pilots
were the liabilities
Terrorism the act of hostility
Not knowing the reality
Our hearts felt like they were
wrapped in a blanket of nails
Pain erupted from each side of
the body for no details
Like a farmer who always fails
Hoping the end will be like the
fairytales
It was still the missing plane
To find it know one knew when
Like a flower the feeling
blossomed of pain
We just hoped to see the loved
ones again
Our hope was then flushed
By the heartbreaking news with
pain we felt stuffed
When we heard some even
collapsed
That in the indian ocean it
crushed
BY ME. :)
This is a tragedy
A tragic in the history
MH a Malaysian Hospitality
Ended in a catastrophe
Another date of unhappy
July 17 you flew from Amsterdam
MH 17 you are proud flying no harm
Boeing 777 is your airplane
You are shot down in Ukraine
That’s in the Russian border
In the conflict zone it happen
Malaysians are shock
Everyone felt struck
And we mourn the attack
Crying your luck
Your destiny hack
Before MH370 is back
You come with a shock
Suppose Kuala Lumpur is your last track
Kota Kinabalu (18 July)
LOVE U FOREVER:..
I love u SO much I Never want to let u go
you're my soul mate you're my lover you're the BEST Man that I know
it's your smile and it's your baby blue eyes
SO BLESSED that YOUR by my side
SO devastating when we have to say goodbye
you're my friend and you're my life
For you I wanna do right
You are the one I think about day & night
Together we finally got this love thing RIGHT
you're my shoulder and my strength
I would do ANYTHING.for you go any length
you're the person I need
the one who is THERE have you right now
And this girl ain't going ANYWHERE
BECAUSE right now isn't enough and forever is too soon
without you I would LOSE IT don't know what I would do
We HAVE already proven we can make it around obstacles big and small plan to stay with you forever I'm committed to this for the long-haul
someday I hope when our life is through
I hope there's a place in heaven waiting just for YOU
& I pray there is room right there beside you for ME too
you're a beautiful soul and I could forget you NEVER
I just pray that we will ALWAYS be together
I know we CAN survive the roughest if weather
Because Mh heart is INCOMPLETE WE are one no longer two
you're my forever and forever isn't long enough when it comes to loving YOU
When it comes to loving you
In the Silence of Violence
The piece of silence
Shot into the sky;
Then, a piece of sky
Fell into the fire;
The lives of hundreds
Were burnt
And the heart of earth
Was bent;
For the mistake of
Flying in that zone
Where devils play
The time is wounded
With sight of fight
And fallen as piece
Of history;
That foe is unknown
From those known
And un-grown
From that secret place
With that violent silence;
Yesterday
That bird MH 370;
And
Today
The bird MH 17;
We don’t know
What will be their next
Target tomorrow?
It’s all a surreptitious strategy
An endless annihilation
And a ceaseless ablaze;
The world holding its heart
In its fist and revolving
Around
As deserted woman
Carrying her children;
The time
And the sky
Embalming their wounds
With their own cream
Are looking
Into the future
With too much fear!
© R K Chowdary
19July2014
P.S:
[In tribute to all those 298 passengers belonging to various counties, killed in
the crash of Malaysia Airlines flight MH17, which has crashed in Ukraine, on the
border with Russia, which was shot down by a missile on 17.7.2014]
Just the other day I cried
cried for mummy’s arms
I wouldn’t have let anyone else hold me
everything to me she was
the only being I knew with superpowers.
Mummy look what I found..
throw that away my dear it will harm you
mummy teach me how to tie my laces
son think of a rabbits ears… genius isn’t she?
Mum I got hurt... come ill apply some herbs to it…
come here son be a man
the lion of the homestead he never cries never,
I got an "A" I know you are just like me
what do you expect?
Daddy I failed in my exams..
a frown on his face
that you didn’t get from my side of the family
go and talk to your mother.
he hated me grew up in
thought that he was rude grew up in fear.
Now the world has changed
almost saying goodbye to ...“mummy a lollipop, shoe, book
I can’t imagine mummy I need rent HUH!
That is not manly I now understand HIM daddy
an eagles feather is only found in the nest on the longest tree
the world has swallowed me
teaching me that independent is what I should be
just like daddy used to say slowly,
carefully beating me into being like daddy
I now know him
why so strict
why so silent
why so scary mh mh mh
I now know why his laughter and
anger seemed to be married
The smile I put on,
the tears that almost come out of me,
the car am about to drive,
mention them an infinite list I have
a hard Working strong independent man I am...
all I got from my African mamma and papa
Form:
They parachute nude into urban New Jersey,
two Brits on a mission to claim their nobility,
a Prince and his Princess, infantile, ill equipped,
out to reconquer America, their rightful home.
*******
A synopsis of a novel written by a British author.
Have you heard of it? or better yet have you read it?
Hint: His initials are M.H.
Hanging out new to the scene
So often wonder what it means
As I sit in front of the worlds screen
Started in on ...Googling
I typed in a single word
Pressed enter for the Google search
Took me down the path absurd
Where all the lines were blurred
From there I ventured off the path
Wish I'd known there's no turning back
Marveled at the knowledge that I lack
Like how to whittle your own baseball bat
Just in case you're wondering
Midgets don't melt in the rain
Who doesn't think that that's insane
As I dive deeper into Googling
The art of bathing a Hindu rat
Skinning a two headed Siamese cat
The taking of the perfect nap
Standing up while keeping your lap intact
How to delicately pierce a Rhino's ear
Dressing up then down a deer
50 different ways a man can cheer
While toasting his favorite Micro beer
Abstract art using cotton balls
How to paint between the lines on a paisley walls
Teaching Yankees how the South says ya'll
Lost episodes of the show called Lost
Food served up on the worlds menus
Even specialties from Timbuktu
Why the sea is green and the sky is blue
As my googling madness continues
More art work this time with the jam of toes
How to pick your friends but never your friends nose
Cleaning of the house without a stitch of clothes
The whole time being careful with the vacuum hose
80's Hairbands I used to like
That now know what bald feels like
Making a homemade Hindenburg kite
One that lands this time
How to handle midlife like a man
Taking a survey of what you could have been
Raising Spider Monkey's in the comfort of your den
As I keep on Googling
I now find myself Googling out in front
As I'm Googling behind
Googling up as I'm Googling down
Google left and Google right
I've learned how to gargle Google
That's a well known Google fact
And if you don't believe me
You can to Google that
MH
Me: So Mike, tell us a little bit about yourself...
MH: You should know that...you're me.
Me: I know but I'm interviewing you...
MH: Isn't that a bit odd?
Me: Yes but you're to lazy and cheap to hire anyone and we both know you'd have to pay someone because no one is that interested in you...
I'm you and I'M not that interested.
MH: You do have a point there!
Me: Okay...shall we start over? Are you ready to dive in deep?
MH: You bet!
Me: If you could be any color you wanted...what color would that be?
MH: Wow! You don't play games! That is deep! Can I get back to you with that?
Me: Sure....but you know me.
MH: Yes I do Mike and that's just one of the many things I admire about you.
Me: Why thank you Mike!
Me: How about, if you were a tree....
MH: Woah....Your blowing my mind here!
Me: How about we start with something simple....Can you remember the first poem you wrote?
MH: Not line for line but I do remember it was in the 7th grade to my first girlfriend...something about her turning around and seeing the boy in love with her...
Of course that boy was me.
I'm sure it also had lines in there about her flaming red hair and massive freckles and who doesn't love those! Her name was Fresca Schmertz....a true beauty!
Me: That's great but could you keep your answers short? We don't want to lose the readers...
MH: Yes
Me: Good...so how long after that did you discover you were an amazingly talented poet (his words, not mine)
MH: Yes
Me: Yes...what.
MH: You asked me to keep my answers short....so I am
Me: But that's not really an answer.
MH: Okay, then maybe
Me: Maybe?! That doesn't even make any sense! This just isn't going to work!
MH: I think its going great for someone who's talking to them self....
Me: Arghhhh!!!
To be continued?
Form:
Flooding of spirit
Mystery taunting, painful
Behind me now, flow
Thanks M.H. for the inspiration
Twra einai vrady
Ageras fysa
Mia skepsh perna
Ena xadi
Psyxh mou, pou pas,
mes' sto skotadi?
Ejw einai vrady
Mh martyras
Ston khpo eimai
Mesa sta roda
Freska ein' ola
Edw eimai
Se perimenw
Eipes pws tha 'rtheis
San erthei o Marths
Epimenw
Ma pan' ta xronia
Nekros o khpos
Aiwnios ypnos
Mes' sta xionia
He's unlike the kind you see on stage,
who do stand up like their actors in a play,
instead he'll sit down and build and create,
while he and his quirky imagination go on a nutella date,
He conjures up animal's who build rockets,
or writes about belly lint or whats in his pockets,
sometimes about unique strawberry women or unicorns,
or spam, pork rinds, or a zoo he might scorn,
His funny, quirky poems are definitely hard to resist,
that's why they're on my poetry reading list,
most of them light, comical and never a bore,
they'll tickle your funny bone right to the core,
That's why I try to read them first thing in the morn,
before I go to work and head out the door,
I'm sure like me he's a poet on the run,
just thankful he has time to be a sit down comedian.
12-10-16
Happy Coming up Birthday M.H. and thanks for your funny, quirky poems!
OH HELL WORLD!
Someone, anyone!
Help me understand
How!!
How could you
Look at her innocence
And see a jar of honey
Afford a drool!?
Do you happen to speak Booboo?
Did she understand you?
Let me get this right
You looked at her hips swing,
Yeah!?
Looked at her boobies
MH!!
Looked at her hair swing
HUH!!
Someone!! HELLO!! SOMEONE!!
Remember when we visited
Carried NANA shakers?
Seeing her laugh
How it made us laugh
The twist!!
hell the twist
You thought of bringing a banquet
Rather a chocolate box?
MH!!
Maybe a nice red dress, some designer heels
Is it her BOOBOO laugh gave you a hard on?
DEVIL?!!
How could you?
Mama left the baby with her “papa”
Papa turned into “DADDY?!”
your palm sized daughter….
Look at her now
Doesn't know anything
Yet her eyes speak of shame,
embarrassment Regrets filled in her
Why she was brought to this world
A question she asks herself
looks at us as the devil
looks at the world like hell itself
is it maybe it is
when she asks
where will you be
forgive you we might
will she ?
how id like to see you answer her
why she is not sealed like her friends
who gave away her innocence
who took away her pride
who deserved her that much
who will wash away the tears
who daddy tell me who?
He's unlike the kind you see on stage,
who do stand up like their actors in a play,
instead he'll sit down and build and create,
while he and his quirky imagination go on a nutella date,
He conjures up animal's who build rockets,
or writes about belly lint or whats in his pockets,
sometimes about unique strawberry women or unicorns,
or spam, pork rinds, or a zoo he might scorn,
His funny, quirky poems are definitely hard to resist,
that's why they're on my poetry reading list,
most of them light, comical and never a bore,
they'll tickle your funny bone right to the core,
That's why I try to read them first thing in the morn,
before I go to work and head out the door,
I'm sure like me he's a poet on the run,
just thankful he has time to be a sit down comedian.
12-10-16 Happy Birthday M.H. and thanks for your funny, quirky poems!
Taken by the heart and crushed,
Emotions shattered, thoughts rushed.
Crippled by the love that was finally denied.
Riddled by the gunfire by a lover who lied.
Hurt and beaten down, yet I stand tall,
I shall never again be beaconed by a lovers call.
Revitalized by my own heart and soul,
I will be one with, Emotional control.
Bitter sweet memories of lovers past,
I shall never again mention when asked.
Powered by the will and passion in my heart,
I have begun anew and with the past I have part.
Beware, for I am beautiful and strong
And I shall never again be that lost love song.
Angels have united and fight for my cause,
I will never again be the woman that I was.
My dreams are my future, filled full, with love,
And I will get all that I have been dreaming of.
I will rejoice, be happy, and smile that smile,
Knowing that my love life is set, if only for a while.
©REB (Jan 2013) someone needs this MH