Saturday, September 19, 2009

The Curious Case of Mr.Applegate

Mr.Applegate,platonic and celibate,
Wanted to do something which he hadn't done till date,
So he decided to burrow
An old man's sorrow
Which impressed his daughter shallow,
And cupid shot an arrow.
"Please be mine !" she screamed,
"I shall think", he beamed.
Love had finally struck Applegate,it seemed;
But for those who thought so,he again beamed.
"Look lady",let's be friends,
As your blabbering never ends.
The fuming lady (like many others) accepted him as mentor,
And once again,Mr.Applegate emerged the victor !

Friday, September 18, 2009

The Doctor gets to taste his own medicine....

My parents in the stands,my brother's in the pits,
On watching my riding,they would surely blow to bits,
It was the Moto GP at Donington,
Me with my Yamaha M1,
Where I became the Indian sole,
to grab position pole.
There I grabbed the accelerator and the signals turned green,
Where the riders could only see "The Beast's" smokescreen,
And thus for 25 laps did the race proceed,
I was the best in business indeed....
I was now facing the toughest competitor,
being none other than The Doctor.
As I reached the 350 km/h top whack,
My brother thought I was crack,
But it was my time to be more bossy,
For I had overtaken Valentino Rossi !
As I walked to the podium,
I saw below the pandemonium,
My world changed,yet remained the same,
Since all this happened in a computer game.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Spare a thought

Into this world we are brought
Where everyone is drowning in the sea of thought
The baby thinks of how to trot,
The boy thinks to become an astronaut.
The nervous boy thinks with eyes bloodshot,
The student thinks of what was taught.
The young man thinks of tying the knot,
The young girl too,thinks of tying the knot,
But their fathers know that as of now,they cannot.
The married man,of his future he thought.
The farmer thinks of the fearsome drought,
The soldier thinks of how he fought.
The tycoon thinks of his brand new yacht,
The archer thinks if the arrow hit the spot,
And the squirrel thinks of grabbing the apricot.

In these 15 lines,we have thought of what not,
Whether you like it or not,forget me not,
For reading my poem,thanks a lot.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Dost dost na rahe.............

I am lonely I am sad,
Some friends of mine have been so bad,
They weren't mine in times of need,
They surely aren't my friends in deed.

I have to start all over again,
To have the friends which I had in vain.
I always gave my friends a boosting thrust,
But they always did all to break my trust.

For these kids, I was always there,
But for me, not a moment to spare!
I shared with them a good rapport,
But they never gave me the support!

I am lonely, I am sad,
These friends of mine are very bad,
Which is why friendship is what I have decided to shun,
Now my loneliness is my constant companion.