Details |
Shivranjani Kaur Poem
First day at the college with my new car,
as I wanted to make it perfect.
Yes, dressed like a rock star.
You know! How choosy we really are..
As to our whole world, it does affect.
And I was nervous, standing along the girls with cigarette and cigar.
Then I met a boy, who lived very far.
A boy sweet enough, with a brain and intellect.
He made my day, as sweet as chocolate bar.
I had heard a lot of stories all bizarre.
About my seniors and what they object.
And like a hot cake, the stories spread in bazaar.
Then came a man with a scar.
I got intimidated and my voice trembled as I reflect.
But he was a nice man, who had just parked my car.
All my lectures were equal to tar.
And one teacher, was keen on destroying every object
By the third lecture, all I wanted was to run away like a jaguar
Once more I saw that sweet boy beside my car.
Yes, I think we had something to connect.
Now he is my best friend and we rock like an electric guitar.
Like superstars from America to Myanmar.
Copyright © Shivranjani Kaur | Year Posted 2011
|
Details |
Shivranjani Kaur Poem
When food begins to talk,
And veggies begin to walk.
See the time in the clock,
Then get ready to grab a fork.
Strawberry pie and her friends,
Keep on setting new trends.
A war between ice-creams and shakes,
And cake says I am ready to bake.
Then came the Boss of all-“CHOCOLATE”,
So everyone doubts their fate.
I think I will eat them all
Because I am standing at a free sample food stall!!!
Copyright © Shivranjani Kaur | Year Posted 2011
|