Funny. Poems - Poems about Funny.

Happy Mother’s Day! Hooray, should I say? Nay! ‘Tis naught but disarray you fool I dodge ducks – their beluga-toned feathers at least– and the platinum pillows from whence they came Whizzing by like my long four years of fame, Eggs of pikachu hue, toast of darkest sinew Oh no, I must go She’s as happy as a blobfishy How was I to...

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You joined the Navy. I joined the circus. I was always a clown, and you were always so serious. ...

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I saw him posing on his perch While exploring Blackpool merch. "The Snack Thief" is how he's locally known Wide eyed, plump and holding his own. He loves chips, ice cream cones and bread... So keep an eye out over head! He'll hover, then suddenly down he'll swoop To gather up a hearty scoop. Or he'll seem to dawdle by your side But snatch...

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When dancing round your handbag on the dance floor was a thing. When Bowie was major Tom and Elvis was king. When your only worry was what to ware on a Friday night. When your tops were midriff and your skirts were tight. When you got home from the night club and fell through the door. When...

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My brother and I, while choosing a name for my nephew, tried hard to think of something unique— something with variety and charm. “Tractor” was the first choice, then came “Tumbler,” and we fell breathless with laughter, comparing impossible things— his eyes to stretching bubblegum. We joked about how his name might sound when he grew older. Laughs and tears rolled down our cheeks. ...

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I ain’t no good, I don’t do the things I should, My woman tells me ‘bout it all the time. What I do wrong, well the list is mighty long, But my woman seems to know it all by heart. She got her degree, in what is wrong with me, First a master’s, then a Ph.D. She lectures all around, relatin’...

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I have this little Ginger Cat. Lord knows what he sees in me! – cutest adoring eyes I don’t deserve; purrs in reserve, as he settles to cuddle and be stroked. All I do is feed him, a bowl of fresh water couple times a day -- box of clay for his business – but, I could almost...

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Oh, Wounded Warrior. Battle lines and battle scars hidden in plain sight. Many of us now asking was it really worth the fight? Some of us wear uniforms. Some of us wear shame. It doesn’t really matter. The outcome’s still the same. Missing limbs, missing minds. Broken, tossed about. Whipped by winds of chaos. So often left in doubt. It’s in the heart, it’s in the eyes. You’ll...

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Nolan seems to think world’s crazy, And my god, ‘tis, more so maybe, He’s fanned movie fever-- Ticket craze all over, And what a journey, Odyssey! ____________________ Happenings |19.07.2025| funny, humour Note: A film by Christopher Nolan, The Odyssey has become a craze not only in US but in India and all over. Folks buying tickets for a movie without even a...

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Funny how a room dies First it’s off to college Then out into the world Blink twice, there’s marriage Into the abyss,...

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Old Mr. Johnson, with broom in one hand, Told his sweet granddaughter, “Sleep, not grandstand!” Her room was empty, the air grew cold— Only the Ouija sat silent and bold. He muttered and shivered, “No time to wait,” Grabbed his truck keys and zipped past the gate. The cemetery whispered secrets...

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They called it short gratification— but I lost my soul in the trade. A moment’s pleasure, for a lifetime of emptiness, a spark that consumed the temple I once was. O Woman, your body is not desire’s playground— it is the chalice of divinity. If you fail to respect your sacred form, no man ever will. Each man you lie with, leaves an imprint upon your soul. And...

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Love is like a pulling feeling in our heart, it can make us feel weak, Weak to the knees, making us want it endlessly. Love can also wound us, leaving us bleeding in our heart and mind. Making our heart and mind and body feeling sick. Sick because our love is lost, and we feel...

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Gym goer hits the gym—me, A dumbell slipped wild and free, He fell on his mouth, A tooth out, a shrill shout, Oops! He realised—the gym hit me! This limerick is fiction...

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I'm secretly a genius, trouble is, I'm the only one who knows about it. I'm much too shy to show it, and I'm much too mad to keep it constant. I'm either busy laying in my bed, missing out. Or overworking myself to the point of exhaustion. There's no in-between. And that, my friends, is...

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