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.

One too many (Actually two too many)

Winding streets, uneven stairways,
Blurry street lamps, silent highways.
After a headache, a body ache and a told you so speech,
I now know the threshold I'm never gonna breach.

On the first day of school after vacations - a parent's perspective

Today, they go back to school after a long break,
Readied for tears and tantrums, I prod them awake
Carefully I talk to them, not mentioning the 'S' word
Break it to them slowly, a strategy I've often heard
Cleverly I please them with their favorite game
Is now the right time to drop the dreaded name?
"Speed up, Dad" the two quip, quite curtly,
"We'll be late for school if we don't leave shortly"

On Documentation

Ever wonder why documentation is such a bore,

I have .. Its a bloody mind numbing chore.

You sit and take care of fonts and facts,

And images and charts for added impacts.

But you know what's the worst part of this process?

Ask many and you can get each one to confess,

That before you start They'll say "Oh We need it",

But when completed none of these askers will read it.

On Existence

In life's race one often forgets to see,
We're only going from Wasn't to Is to Will not be.

Brothers

My brother and I make an awesome pair,

Sometimes we’re angels, sometimes not quite there.

Here’s what I think could be the matter,

At times I’m a brat, but he’s even bratter.

Growing up overnight

Today I clocked another year,
Been reminded by all "Oh you're old .. my dear"
Here is a point I'd like to express, Isn't aging a continuous process?
They why remind me of it on my birthday
Its supposed to be my cake, my candle , basically a mirth day