With penalty tariffs Trump fights
And what we do? Haply fly kites.
Not shun all his business,
Buy Trump Towers I guess,
Forget reality checks,
We write realty cheques!
And feed alas the fang that bites.
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Happenings | 44.08.2025 | USA, humour
Note: This ditty is written in UK English, not American. Hence read check and cheque correctly. Trump is a business man first and then only a president. He sees his personal interest first. See, how he deals with Ukraine, how he dealt with Pakistan, with Israel in Gaza, and elsewhere. Though people talk of boycotting American goods, many still buy Trump Towers with huge Trump’s stakes.
Categories:
haply, humor, usa,
Form: Limerick
I wonder after his black spectacles,
if I could recognize his phantom's scare
by his bandy left foot, something he'd wear:
constrictor turtlenecks, cowboy buckles
his trials decided by flayed knuckles
his tombstone eyes, the depth of night they bear.
I wonder at the factors of his fear
as I adorn him with cherry jewels.
Your bass breathes, haply, the contents of love;
it whispers to me my shadows' secrets,
but dark articles ingesting your name,
face-eating barnacles that smutch our flame.
I'll be glad —a pigeon may be a dove—
to sprinkle Shakespeare over your Poe's grunts.
Categories:
haply, confusion, dark, heart, metaphor,
Form: Sonnet
^ ^ ^. ^ ^. ^
grasshopper h ^. ^ o ^ ^ p ^. ^ s -•••••
~ happily ~ ~
~ haply ~
^. ^
| > . >>>>>
> ••••••
Categories:
haply, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Haiku
Visions end eyes bent,haply adieu!
Happy not for who say,for you,
Life not the name of stop,way new,
Stay for not a second ,dreamsdue.
May this very merryful when get,
Think how stop,pause not ,so let,
Neither lucky in life nor in fate,
Ether groan with woeful net.
Wind whisper in ears,time-snail,
Sparrows sing a sad dark tale,
Sweet-woes when this story fail
Say you snow words,fare thee well!
Simple not to understand ,not to bear
Return lad with laugh ,end all fear.
Categories:
haply, farewell,
Form: Rhyme
'The course of true love never did run smooth '
From 'A Midsummer Night Dream '
We dreamed to soar high flying on firmament
Thought throughout our life, we won’t be apart.
Romance roamed rolled rippled on commitment,
Passion twined with emotive urge of heart.
With fervent fervour, you dared to propose.
Life ought to be majestic marvelous
My ardent ardor honored your red rose,
Haply curtain of pain encompassed us.
Call of family claimed, forced to bid bye
Innocent helpless couple found no way.
We were never knotted with social tie.
Despondency in deep dolor to sway.
The course of true love never did run smooth
Whether to accept or not, that's the truth.
Categories:
haply, love,
Form: Sonnet
Joy’s like dewdrops on lotus leaf
If you know not life’s subtle brief.
It’s dawn if I open eyes,
If not, a darkling night,
The wise whose sun would not rise,
There reigns enduring blight
All along, life of buts and if,
Joy’s like dewdrops on lotus leaf.
Life’s echo spreads no far
Like haply chirping birds,
As footsteps on sands are,
As on deathbed last words,
In rivers as if flotsam adrift,
Joy’s like dewdrops on lotus leaf.
Here today or on mountain cliff,
Joy’s mirage, dews on lotus leaf.
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Rhyme |13.02.2025| joy, happiness, mirage
Note: In anapaest metre.
Categories:
haply, happiness, joy,
Form: Rhyme
Mystic maroon Moon mesmerizing me
sending mild rays on my way back to home at night.
Haply descent crescent Moon descended
to glow as a torch showing light
above twenty feed above head.
Neither dream nor illusion :
Me perplexed in bizarre condition
through conscious confusion
Moon rays dazzled ! I was forced to close eye tight.
Tree at gate slapped me with long leaf.
Wished te enter home to get relief.
Surprised most being curious :
Moon now shinning, turning bigger ghostly gibbous
and winked at me : I was about to swoon.
But soon Moon just vanished !
Categories:
haply, moon,
Form: Imagism
As boy I loved summer for holidays
Notwithstanding its sweltering hot days,
In youth I found it good--
It strips all nearly nude,
Now when I’m old, it matters in no ways.
Today, summer feels like God’s grave mistake,
Perhaps He in heaven had little stake
For hot summer on Earth,
Maybe it was His mirth --
Betwixt two stress-less climes, an Amphibrach!
Nigh undeterred by it, humid and damp,
Summer’s the time to put troubles on ramp
And roll them down to hell,
To deepest of its dale,
Whist haply you hail in a summer camp.
The wise tell me of their view often rolled:
When hot, youth tend to lose morale’s fine gold.
But then, it’s in cold climes
More than at any times
That morale’s lost under warm blanket fold.
Summer solstice nor ever a full moon
That love surrounds O like sound on sand dune,
It is winter solstice
More likely to entice
You leisurely till late night’s reigning noon.
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Limerick |14.07.2024| summer
Poet’s note: Summericks: Limericks on summer
Categories:
haply, humor, summer,
Form: Limerick
To west lie when things I can't resist,
Ye persuade me to look to the east,
Then haply let me feast
On what I should the least,
O mind thou art monkey, and health a beast.
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Tongue-in-cheek | 01.02.2011 | limerick
Categories:
haply, health,
Form: Limerick
Haply I think on thee
The lark of wholeness
At break of a new day
Wipes away separation's grip
And rises in recognition of
The sullen stories which
Separate me and thee...CC
Interpreting:
When, in disgrace with fortune and men’s eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
And trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries,
And look upon myself and curse my fate,
Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,
Featured like him, like him with friends possessed,
Desiring this man’s art and that man’s scope,
With what I most enjoy contented least;
Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven’s gate;
For thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings
That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
~~William Shakespeare..Sonnet 29
Categories:
haply, beauty, forgiveness, life, love,
Form: Light Verse
APPLE PICKING
Orchards mostly chilly- dewy.
Needs extra layer of warmth.
Rows may be dusty and muddy.
Wearing covered boots, step on path.
Picking apples ! Brain health precise
and psychological well-being.
Fun form of outdoor exercise.
Good habit of apple picking.
Apple is symbol of wisdom,
prosperity and temptation
since era of Eve and Adam.
Picking apples ! Great attraction.
Haply an apple fell from tree.
Scientist Newton picked and thought,
It didn't fly or stand but fell free.
' Law of Gravitation ' was caught.
Choose to pick up apples perfect:
It's a process to take sample.
Sometimes going free to collect
Always great gain, picking apples.
Apple to pick or pluck or buy.
Even preserved, does not decay.
On daily diet, you must try.
Eat apple ! Keep Doctor away.
Categories:
haply, appreciation,
Form: Rhyme
Spring feels like seating on wagon clearheaded as judge
A wagon jobber’s cart splashing water while passing a river
Temperate air blowing and whispering around
A whim of holding my lover, haply defining life at a beach-
-took over me
Summer sounds like crazy god of fire, you can’t come near
Feels hotter as Indian spicy-hot food
Always accompanied with Chinese summer soup
Desisting from heat and flames
Flames of affection after sighting a lip glossed young tender modernized girl
Autumn feels like a newly wedded couple
Beautiful as autumn foliage flowers
Like arm of palace, majestically falling from trees
Falling like petals on grand party
Winter taste like luncheon meat
It reminds me the cheers and uproar on winter sport
Loud but uncharged
Cold weather striking through, a warm cloudy like breath sparks out of nostril
Holding on to my clothes like fungi
seasons of typical year, flesh and tender in my mind
everyday i pay attention to what next year will bring
Categories:
haply, creation, environment, happiness, social,
Form: Free verse
When I live as if God holds the lever,
My life seems to lose her flavour,
An as if things are set in my favour,
Ah fearless I live as if for ever.
Oh ere, I lived a miserable life,
Thence to my strength free from all strife,
Both demanded work from me rife,
The later touched my heart.
Till I knew to put in my best,
Good was good enough for the crest,
I bettered thence what was my best,
It touched my heart in haste.
We live when in a world of make-believe
That makes us other than ‘us’ live,
As our own self still when we live,
It sure pleases our heart.
Happiness, not a stem, a root,
Neither what nor who I’m its fruit,
Yet, how haply the head plays a fond lute
Touches the core of heart…
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Quatrains |19.08.2021|
Categories:
haply, heart,
Form: Quatrain
Multi-hued fragrance
Ye spread wide, haply then dance,
With bees rare romance,
Watch butterflies prance,
And give this penman a chance
His mood to enhance!
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Haiku |12.06.2021|
Poet’s Note: And what we, men do? Enjoying their company, nor learning from them, but in our haughty come-uppance we pluck them, put them in a vase, or try make a bouquet as if we would do a better job than Nature. But let me say this, O Flowers: one glance and ye do my mood enhance.
Categories:
haply, dance, flower, romance,
Form: Haiku
FORLORN HOPE
We were devoted on commitment
‘We won’t be apart.’
Romance roamed, rolled on
Passion twined with emotive urge surging drifting.
With fervent fervor you dared to propose.
Life ought to be majestic marvelous
Haply heavy curtain of piercing pain dropped down
Call of family claimed, forced us to get separated
Innocent helpless confused lovers lost way.
We were never knotted on social tie
Despondence in deep dolor devoured us.
Hidden tears overflowed in silent stream
Two lone souls soared high in dormant dream.
We drank desires quenching thirst of amour.
We parted with a forlorn goodbye wave.
04/27/21
'All Yours (June 3) Contest by Brian Strand
Categories:
haply, love hurts,
Form: Free verse
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