A famous actor once came to party in town
a crowd went to him that included a clown
who appeared quite shabby in a long gown
which was torn and colored dusty brown
shaking hands, the actor was seen to frown
at a sad painted face decked with a crown
all of a sudden who pushed the actor down
who fell into the deep pool about to drown
hands that helped him up were of the clown.
There was a girl who sent him a mail
he, who was sitting all the day pale
in a house that was put up for sale.
He set out to find the sender of the mail
the trail was long in a train on a rail
that brought him to a ship that set sail.
On a long journey that would surely fail
for the ship met face to face with a gale
that hit them for days on end with hail.
The food and the water turned out stale
when washed ashore, they put him in jail.
for papers he had none on him to set sail.
Our fellow took the pain to write her a mail
she received with pleasure to free him on bail
and thereby set a happy ending to our tale…
Life is a mystery that unfolds as one lives it…
An enemy is an adversary who is only tough as you make him to be…
A wife is a companion who seeks good company in you…
In every new job you need to prove yourself and the fact that you have a job, is a proof in itself…
Enjoy the birds and the bees for they teach you to be carefree and change your anxious nature…
All the while me and my wife Jane
Had dream’t of flying to far off Spain
tickets we did not obtain in any plane
She asked how the dream would sustain
I told her we could always get a train
that passed through the terrain of Spain
We had barely got into a crowded train
when it started to mighty heavily rain
having the crowd seeming so insane
only one person Jane, she looked sane.
When I started looking at her again
she seemed to be in some sort of pain
efforts to reach to her were all in vain
when, of a sudden, our train hit a crane
that somehow got stuck in wet terrain.
We seemed to lose contents of our brain
comforting, as in, no gain without pain,
could you tell, amid tears, are we in Spain?
the strain was much, though, to ascertain
we looked like people hit with dirt cocaine
though in our plan was, old Champagne…
P.S
This poem came to me with the recent rains in Bahrain.
The Lost Sparrow
The Lost Poet
The Lost Explorer
The Lost Dog
Lost Forever
Never lose a friend
Balance Lost
The Indian Summer
Indian Monsoon
Clouded Vision
When it rained
The waterhole
The Open Window
Marching Soldiers
Maid for you
Friends who blossomed
The Wait
The poor girl
Unanswered
Making of a guru
The Inspiration
To know it was the day
Sense with Eyes
The tea maker
The Eerie House
Sentries
The Messenger
Early morning today as I wake
How I wish for my holiday sake
I would have for lunch a cake
that my mother with love bake.
Near the serene view of the lake
sharing with friends I could take
that moment who spotted a snake
that which turned out to be a fake…
Do not multi-task when kids talk to you. You have their undivided attention. Why should you divide yours?
When you ask a question, listen to the answer. Any attempt to estimate the impact of your question would make you inattentive…
Man is immortal till his mortal remains are immersed…
Nobody can write us off until the person who wrote our script wipes us out…
Perceptions 