Straight backs and wide open eyes,
chests swell as arms load,
“Light Brigade!” he commands, “Charge!
Category: Unplugged
Goodbye
seatbelt unbuckled —
all set, ready to takeoff
never to return
One of Many
He wasn’t the first,
definitely not the last,
brave heart. Helpless son.
A Piece of Advice
Better be brisk,
it’s a huge risk.
Grab a breather —
be a clever player.
Don’t get overworked —
specially not soaked.
There’s no biggie
in being hippie,
finders keepers
creepers crawlers.
Go hide yourself,
behind a shelf.
Wait, remain patient
or become a patient.
‘cos he’s fierce —
loves to pierce,
a hole in your heart
if you touch his tart.
I didn’t realize it was National Poetry Month already! I will occasionally publish what I like to call poetry, but if you’re doing this #NaPoWriMo thing, let me know. I’d love to read your work!
Glutton Diaries
Finally, it all ends.
I welcome the calm
unlike ever before.
A week of pain —
week of disdain —
a week of sickness —
and involuntary fasting
All because,
of a night’s feasting.
Not much of a glutton
just an adventurer —
Shrimps and mutton
tandoori and fish
soaked in Indian spices.
Fried and toasted
grilled and smoked
so many flavours
so many colours
enthusiastically served
and experimented —
a little too enthusiastically.
The main course gravy
with cut fish afloat
handfuls of ingredients —
not so much of goodness.
Just for a day —
blend custard pudding
and multi-flavour ice cream
top it up with lemon juice
wash ‘em down with fudge cake
pack up the rest —
and take it on the go.
It’s only for a day —
until you’ve learnt a lesson!
