Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Addicted to Poetry 
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My favourite poet has been John Keats
His lyrical poems increase my heartbeats
It therefore came as a shock to hear
A new biography of his  is about to appear
Which says that he was addicted to opium 
A habit looked down upon with opprobrium
Writing verses for me is such a tedium
At  high school I didnt study in English medium
My only encounter with drugs has been with mescalin
which had opened for Huxley the doors of perception
it did nothing of the sort to me  perhaps an exception,
All that I saw was psychedelic colours in a glare
Of poetic inspiration, my brain remained bare

Remaining sober, I try to write nonsensical  rhymes
Is it senility or  perhaps it is a sign of the times

Sunday, September 2, 2012

CHINESE LOVER COURERS HIMSELF*
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Lovers are like lunatics said the bard of Avon
Here is an instance of lunacy for your fun

Our hero Hu seng lived in the city of chingqing
His girlfriend Li Wang's heart he wanted to set tingling 
By doing something which the bravest would fear
His ploy was to send her a big box thru courier
And in that box  he sealed himself in, oh dear
The box was to be delivered at her office so near
That in 30 minutes he would come out with cheer

He even arranged for a videographer to capture
the scene as he  jumps out of the box to hug her

But alas the best laid plans of mice and men they say
Often go astray -  

The address on the box  had a small  error
And for Hu Seng it meant 3 hrs of sheer terror
As he almost fainted due to asphyxiation
And had to be revived by artificial respiration 

When he came to, Seng said he wanted to shout
But then thought the surprise element would then be out
He suffered in silence for the sake of his love
Not knowing that after marriage he will suffer more...and how !

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* Based on a news report dated 31st Aug 2012 in the Times of India, Bangalore edition