Category Archives: Poems

Not The Meaning Of Life

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Pay a cybercafe and say you’ll play
Died in Counter-Strike? Do you take a hike?
Or wait and stay till the fray is at bay
And spike the tike in glee revengeful psyche?
Does gravity simply make you happy?
Does school pressure push you to that measure?
I vie to rectify, detonate high
Pleasure life’s treasure so I’m a dasher
Do you run away, escape with a gun?
Shoot your foot and I wouldn’t give a hoot
In foes I’d want slugs spun, drilled through till done
Conclude a dispute, don’t go down the chute
If you’d commit the theft of your own breath
Tell me what is the deft depth in self death?

Wet Adventure

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I went to a public loo
When a spurt of water came down my left shoe
The guy at the urinal to my left
Looked professional, didn’t flinch, and was deft
I first thought that his aiming
Hinted that his devices needed calibrating
I washed off at the emptied stall behind
A high-pressured hose I would find

Connections

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(A regular poem this time, too lazy to compose a sonnet!)

My Sad Internet Connection, exaggerated - connection.gif (4486 bytes)

My Internet Service Provider is really mad
I came online happy and now I am sad
I cannot be connected more than an hour
Without my download speed turning sour
I could hear static on the line
Which sent shivers down my spine
I could just go out and buy a new modem
But a Ferrari’s no use in a jam

Trapped Sonnet

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There is no image – the hint is in the last line! 😉


I relate to you this, my life so frail
I’m trapped and controlled, so rescue me please
I would go in circles and chase my tail
Would I get a bonus or badly miss?
Skinny as heck I eat but don’t excrete
I expand and I keep getting bigger
Soon in this tiny world I will not fit
Life can be a maze but it’s sometimes clear
I slide about, swerve, contort my body
Those who say the world is round are liars
I am sadly my own worst enemy
Or worst, a clone of me – are we brothers?
These suicidal numbers control my spine
One, two, three, four, six, seven, eight and nine

Distanced Sonnet

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Mutual understanding is what’s hiding
The fact of life – they’re like husband and wife
Both preventing, denying such thinking
Not being caught more than twice would have been nice
General knowledge gives the average
Guess that this mess they’ll confess under stress
A mage turns the page to put them on stage
Suggest progress best get it off one’s chest
Before a quake could shake apart and break
Cracked rust busted the crust till it was dust
Forsake the wide awake, to make a lake
Wishing one was here when near we should cheer
The ironic fear of someone so dear

An Ode To Public Transport

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Image courtesy of shazfm.com

It takes me past the district of red lights
It’s not necessary to drive or steer
When elevated there are lovely sights
It’s safe to use the tube so have no fear
Cheap and gets you there for minimal fees
It slides in the slot and pops out just right
The doors open to which there are no keys
Operations are not for the daylight
It’s simple back and forth repetition
At the right spots one would go in and out
The longer the better with more friction
Patience is virtuous or else push and shout
So many people take it for granted
It’s fast to learn soon you’d be experienced

Superhero Sonnet

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I’d play with the web during my missions
I’d swing about, you’d be my Mary Jane
I’d hear faraway sounds and see visions
But only the green gem drives me insane
I lost my vision but it did not hurt
Senses are at a different level
I’d lose my temper as well as my shirt
And veins would vasculate through my muscle
I’d emerge from the cave in which I stayed
For some bright light in the sky called for me
My eyes would shoot a brilliant spread of red
When I cleared obstacles in my path free
I have superpowers when I have you
Thanks for saving me from the real world too

What’s in a Name?

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Please attack my slack, discipline I lack
My head’s a maze, questions I wished I raised
Crack at the stack of homework at the back
In a haze, I laze – a nonchalant phase
I make a break, to the face I take cake
To release tension, keys to inner peace
In the brain’s wake, my future is at stake
One sees the tease, pleased to his knees then flees
Last minute explicit book revisit
Blame and maim so lame, famed excuses came
Sit, brightly lit, read a bit as seen fit
“What’s in a name?” Will never be the same
My head shook as I gave it my last look
This handle I took, the Glaring Notebook

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P.S. This is not the real origin of my nickname – ask me in person!

My Parasite

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It’s fair to say that I’ve a flair to share
Goodwill to spill – just chill, I’ll foot the bill
Don’t split a hair – I’ll repair, I’ll be there
To climb uphill, to fulfil is my thrill
Feed those in need, it’s a kind-hearted deed
You’re waged? Give some to the disadvantaged
Then you come, like a weed, I’d heed your plead
The page turned, I raged as you hedged the ledge
The smallest you’d keep best close to your breast
The cheap facts you would keep deep inside, steep
You’d test my cranial nest when I need rest
Your queried beeps make me weep in my sleep
No lack of zinc, yet my hair’s turning white
In foresight it’s right – you’re my parasite

More Evilness!

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I was evil before, with an example – click here!

I am evil again, and this time the story will be told in a sonnet!

I’m evil, sadistic – stopped teen lovebirds
The guy couldn’t get change to take my bus
She beckoned; “I can’t” were his gestured words
She waved bye like it was an exodus
Like a train leaving for a far country
She was sweet, innocent, pimpled, blemished
She sadly rubbed her eyes repeatedly
“I love you” she mouthed, on the glass she smudged
Her eyes grew watery, and soon formed tears
For it was between small change they were torn
The bus starts moving, much to their worst fears
He cried too, that they’re not together on
The bus that he can’t take to whereever
My coins attract a metal detector

(Edited note: Nearing 9 AM, the next day, I saw this couple walking towards my college. I got on the lift with them and they were whispering among themselves whether I was familiar and if so should they whack me up!)