A bi-weekly chore

A bi-weekly chore
That I completely abhor
Ridding the aural lock
Along with the nasal stock
God you were just outright mean
Blessing us with the Holandric gene

Life

 

Life in general is a tough nut to crack,

Unless off course, you have someone watching your back.

The great back watcher aka God

Is somewhat unpredictable, you can even call Him odd

At times you think He might be AWOL

But in reality, He is always on the ball.

Hence, lead your life with this motto in mind

Chill!! There's a Supreme Being watching your behind.

Our trip to London Zoo

We are a trio - Rohan, Ishu and Adu
And this is about our trip to London zoo

We saw lions and tigers and other animals.
There were insects and reptiles and many mammals.

There were tall giraffes and their cousin, an okapi.
Who stood there all evening licking a tree.

We saw penguins being fed stinky, little fish
Which they gobbled up without a fork or a dish

The hippos were waddling throughout the day
While the two-horned rhino chomped on his hay

A lady showed us a crocodile’s skin
And a tortoise shell with no tortoise within

There were lemurs and gorillas and an orang-utan
We had our faces painted by the face painting man

It was late in the evening and we bid the zoo goodbye
We had chocolate milk shakes and our parents had chai.

Mosquiwoe

In a moment of laziness or a lapse of concentration,
The Almighty could have erred in one of his creation.
How else would one explain why He decided to bestow,
On this earth, the services of the much avoidable mosquito.

Makes one doubt the existence of the karmic consequences
When the gore sucker's been enjoying life ere mankind's existences
I mean what is Karma? Being held accountable for what you did in a previous life,
Mr. A Quadrimaculatus has been a pain for Mr Diplodocus and his wife.

Then I gave this question a philosophical shake
And realized that my thinking was a mistake
While happily in this plenitude of warm-bloodeds, does the haemovore dwell,
What have WE done in the past to deserve this mosquito infested karmic hell?

Try another day

Wordsworth,Tennyson, Shakespeare
Chill guys, no need to fear
There is enough room for all of us here
In this gigantic poetic ecosphere.

So saying I began, this morning, to pen my first poem
Once done, surely, this one is going to blow 'em
I waited and waited and waited  for the thoughts to arrive
Seconds, minutes, hours passed by - it was quarter past five

I decided I'd use mixed case sometimes lower sometimes Upper
The style decision was made, when I started thinking of Supper
Supped and well fed I thought I'd finish it, relaxing in my Bed,
When I woke it was morning, and the sheet as blank as Paris Hilton's head.

I realized, its not what rhymes or how many verses or the case of the Lettering
This thing needs real talent, of which I have not a smattering
So finally I penned this down and went my own way
My poetic genius will be demoed some other day.

Daily fail

The magnifier will help me or so I think to myself,
As I use the new products stacked up on the shelf.
Hot and cold conditions might just do the trick
A new way to avoid, the unavoidable nick.
Day after day I try and try and try in vain
But the numerous efforts only result in more pain
The tool changes are no help in this daily endeavor
I guess, in the end I'm just a very bad shaver!

Traffic Woes

I have a complain to Mr. Creator aka God,

It might be silly or even plainly odd

He who made every soul from Timbuktu to Agartala,

Went ahead unthinkingly and made a  damn rickshaw wala.