Elon Musk,
slipped into Universe 12 to borrow a spare quantum-flux;
returned with three versions of himself in tow,
each insisting they were the one who’d invented tomorrow.
You'll never guess what I just did
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Vernal Mischief
Vernal mischief winks
Not glancing back into numb hibernations
Jives in rhymes of rock and roll
With rowdy zephyr pips
In a feral festival of bursting greens
Freed from winter's daunting domination.
A rumbling and a shaking
The rain heavy
The thunder roaring
Lightning cuts the sky
Trees sway belligerently
Sand and dust
Break the air
The furious wind
Encourages euphoric whims
The rod is blossoming
Pride is budding
Rumour building
Mischief upon mischief
Pounds on the earth
Mischief upon mischief
Mischief has a staircase
Linear patterns
Cascading virtues in blinking imbroglio,
Masquerading piety in a clinking tunnel
Chanting sophistry in dinky dashes
The glass fell
It could not be held
They broke the serenity
With soapy fingers
They grasped the glass
The pieces litter the floor
Another tried to piece the pieces
Which were precariously shaped
And pricked the gatherer at will
What a cock-a-doodle – doo!
Now I look to the Heavens
I see a land
A faraway land
In the distant horizon
Beyond the seas
A great solace
The people a great people
A magnificent race
Beyond the clouds
Beyond the skies
This land, a lofty land
A magnified edifice
Of kaleidoscopic nature
A worthy conglomerate
Of total bliss.
In a moment it makes an epoch end
And brings it back from there-- what sleight of hand!
This world it seems a playground be of mind,
This is what on thinking deep do I find.
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Sanskrit Translation | 31.01.2026 | mind, mischief, playground, quatrain
Note: Some stanzas called shlokas in Sanskrit are quatrains. Dwelling on mind again, this verse (from Mahaa Upanishad) says that this world is a playground of mind. Its fleeting nature may make a moment look like an epoch. In a moment it can bring you back from it. The transliteration is as under:
Kalpam kshanee karoti antah,
kshanam nayati kalpataam |
Manah vilaasa samsaara,
iti me nishitaa matih || Mahaa Upanishad ||
Fingerprint markings on the fridge.
Tiny clues that betray mischief and secrets.
Slice of cake is missing.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Implementing school closures 2020..Not
Implementing objective autopsys on injection related deaths of all types..Pushing to prosecution of freedom
Appreciative citizens by un-sound, and therefore illegal assertions.? Maybe un-lawfull? Implementing the m a i d programme.. And overseeing a breakdown
In good law, and protecting the vulnerable
Lauding a waffen ss murderer in parliament, and awarding a medal to the
Same felon 2007, did i just make all this
Up.? No such luck.! However justice
Heather Parker Mc Vey.. Looks to be intune
With good practice, I am led to convey.)
Two elves on a shelf
double the trouble.
They sit there conniving,
getting into mischief,
making life interesting
by spicing it up a bit.
What would Christmas be
without elves on a shelf?
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Maytime sun pampers budding flowers
Garden faeries gleefully go about their business
Naughty gnomes gearing for mischief
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Tonight there's not a wind, there's not a sound.
A sullen moon sits innocently atop the mountain
and the little devil inside my head wonders...
If I were to give a tiniest little push,
how fast would it roll all the way down to the base?
Ah yes, but they'd be quick to point the finger
and then I'd be in trouble !
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Preemptive party on Hallow's Eve
They got together for a witches' brew
Midnight strikes... time for fun
Wordku: 5-7-5
AP: 1st place 2025
In a village lived a lame man named Dick
Once he was walking along with a stick
A monkey with a grin
From back, pulled the stick in
With a flick of stick, he gave it a kick
Billionaires live in a rat hole
And hoard funds for their barren soul
Their burrows and blight
Are nests out of sight
Where pest control's just whack-a-mole
The rich bribe the prez with cash nuts
And praise Trumpenstein's rodent guts!
Those privileged imbibe
Tax cuts for their tribe
While we'll eat what's dropped from their butts
Like bubbles borne by sea if be this life—
In space of time a mere random moment
And still myriads of rare promises rife,
E’en bubbles as event can make a dent.
Wish, I see in waves and waters vast sea,
See common clay, in all pots and potter,
Wish, I can see the root reality,
See lotus not else than mud and water.
To Destiny, not so is good nor bad,
And still I cleave, create likes and dislikes
From things that are joyous, nor ever sad,
My clinging as a discordant note strikes.
And yet, I can’t but cleave and feel inclined,
Mayhap, in playful mischief God made mind.
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Sonnet |04.12.2006| God, creation, life
The cheating love
You know how we are deep into the sea of love
Like Salt doesn't cheat the water of sea sand doesn't cheat the depth of sea
Like fire doesn't cheat the wood and like clouds doesn't cheat to be rain.
I am A cluster bean when I start on you
I am a cluster bean when I lick on you
I am a cluster bean when I press on you
It's a sensation of love to be dirty as now you are given a token of your love what? your emptiness give me seduction of our past feel of our each breath.
You made me lord of love when you stop me with a jerk of hands but I mind my feelings can cry for what you know?
Our witness is the place the rooms the pillows the bed the fragrance the TV the batch the dustbin the shower the food which has been ordered and it was our love of our used condom....... Hello romantic time with me not for kids
With love all
OM Jagdish
To vaishali baskaran
Sweet heart
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