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Jun 24

I wrote this long back. So pardon me (and please correct me!) if you find any mistakes.

Late in the night,
When stars were shining bright,

No moon in the sky,
When jackals started their cry,

someone sneaked into my house,
a silhouette slowly rouse.

it came towards my room,
it neared me in a zoom.

My heart pounded faster and faster,
Sure I was, of some bloody disaster.

The thing was busy searching,
and hardly noticed that I was watching.

Stealthily it slipped out from my room,
slowly fade away,its shadow loomed.

“Thank you God”, I sighed a relief.
“There are Ghosts!”, strengthend my belief.

I hardly slept rest of the right,
my eyes turned red with irresistable fright.

Soon the day broke,it was past dawn.
Earth shone bright with its morning dress on.

Things got worse-I caught high fever,
Mummy and Daddy, worried they were.

Excited,my brother was,jumping with joy.
“Yippee!”, he cried holding his little toy.

Annoyed,I called out,”What is it?”
“This pokemon”, he showed a plaything neatly knit.

“You see this radium sticker on its belly?,
It shone bright in your room”, he said silly.

So,it wasnt any ghost, my fears then calmed down,
I told my parents all this, and I became family clown.

May 26

What I have written below may seem very hypothetical. But, it is not.
I have made a story out of a real-life incident. I would not like to mention the names though :)
NOTE: I am no way related to this post! (Except that I have written it :-) )

I was on my way home,
On the roads like I always roam,
It was then I saw this girl,
Whose legs had a kind of twirl.

Then I called her “hey!need some help?”,
“No,Get lost!” ,was her yelp.
She had no friends and no fun,
she missed every merry under the sun.

“Attitude problem!”,I angrily sighed.
My sympathy for her instantly died.
Then I went home, calm and quiet,
rather argue with her and raise a fight.

Some time later I gave it a thought,
why into such misery she must have got.
Her invalid legs made her feel low,
World’s running fast and she was so slow.

Sympathy , she hated.
Friendship, she needed.
I waited for her the next day,
and found her limping all the way.

She looked sad and glum as always,
Heavy penalty,for a broken limb she pays.
“Hey!Whats your name?”, I called out.
Surprised she was to see me shout.

I slowly made friends with the girl I saw,
She started smiling since then making me awe.
Then I also came to know, crippled were only her limbs,
Not her intelligence for which the whole world whims.

Foolish World!
No body ever knows,
It’s the inside that counts
not what that shows!

PS: This has ab-ab rhyme in it … Which I promised  to use long ago.

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Apr 30

Damn this machine,
I wish that they sell it.
It does everything else,
except what I tell it.

I do often hit it hard,
to make it know I’m hurt.
I neither bathe it nor dust it,
despite its filth and dirt.

I always think it has lost,
just because its dumb.
it shows those Godly errors,
which make my senses numb.

Then it looks victorious,
and smiles at me with triumph.
I give it a nasty look
and say “thats enough”.

Yet I love this idiot,
Its my best friend ever.
It shares my interests and secrets
and we will part never!

With all this love,
I get back to my routine.
Lo! another error,
God damn this machine! :-(

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