In a boat
you can stay afloat
with a goat
In a car
you can go far
and race a star
In a bus
you can discuss
because there are lots of us
In a train
you can remain
and see the rain
In a truck
you can sit with a duck
if you have any luck
In a canoe
there can be two
or just you
But on your feet
It can be neet
there are lots of people you can meet
She was just a teen girl
When she got to know this cruel world
And now her friends are only five
That charming girl is no more alive
She looked in the mirror
As she knew mirror never lie
Finds herself lonely in the corner
And wanted herself to die
The pain she endure is not reel
She's just hiding how she feel
The smile on her face is just a mask
Like artificial flowers in theflask
People told her keep yourself neet and clean
Now she need to behave coz she's nineteen
And then she realised this cruelty has no brake
The world is brutal and people are fake
She was just a teen girl,
When she got to know this cruel world.
And now her friends are only five,
That charming girl is no more alive.
She looked in the mirror ,
As she knew mirror never lie;
Finds herself lonely in the corner,
And wanted herself to die.
The pain she endure is not reel,
She's just hiding how she feel;
The smile on her face is just a mask,
Like artificial flowers in the flask.
People told her keep yourself neet and clean,
Now she need to behave coz she's nineteen.
And then she realised this cruelty has no brake,
The world is brutal and people are fake.
"Life is a gift"
Let's look for it not to be
absent...
Buy property at the plant
Of course it doesn't need to wet...!
Just as someone who plants himself...
even if it's inside
in the garden, it does not bear fruit... !
short fuse person, escape
up close... the fuse
it's over soon and device explodes,
don't stick around...!
hot person actually
calm down, you can warm up...
Me for example, I'm a
little "hot"...
but it's just to warm up
my dear love,
without burning... he, he...!
argue biased,
in no way deserves
answer...
When you neet a biased, send:
VADE RETRO...!
Childhood’s no longer a time to chill,
We’ve found ways child’s very child to kill!
Time then to draw a line—
Every child's no Einstein,
S@tire that enough of truth has still.
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Happenings | 04.01.2020 |
Topic: humour, childhood, parents
Poet’s note: I see an infant in a cradle. Instead of colourful sundry hangings over the cradle shaft (watching which my generation grew up to be a happy-go-plucky child), I see label-banners that read: JEE, IAS, NEET, GMAT, CAT, GRE, all hurdles that a student has to pass for a bright career attracting good salaries, and his parents filled with aspirations looking over . What a way to raise a child!