Category Archives: poem

One idiots

Who says there need be two
three or more ? Grammar?
I am the last person to speak about me.

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Finished

If right hand is unfit for the mouse
it can be the left.
The mouse is made ready for this adjustment.

Both right and left fingers play well
on the keyboard
and the mind over the screen.

Thoughts can still be converted into words
and words into a poem.
A plastered hand is no constrain.

But the real problem is somewhere else
and my poem is not finished.

There was no book in the book-fair

Yes,this is true.
There was no book for me in the book-fair.
Though I was attracted to a few
not girls,books
they were very expensive.
My daughter was with me
and my aged look which goes with me
by default.
Besides
cigarettes eat a big chunk of my budget
and I have no book shelf at all.
This will be a very tall tale if I go on narrating
my excuses.
I often think I was very rich
when I was unemployed.
I don’t remember now who they were
but certainly there were quite a few ghosts
who would supply me money to buy books
which I wanted to buy.
This time I was prepared to buy some poetry
but I found
the booksellers were not conscious about me.

Writing is my destiny

Says Google
21,700 results in 0.24 seconds
for “writing is my destiny”
and I am sure it will increase.

I will be one of 21,701.
You maybe already there
or appear next to me.

Asking again
“reading is my destiny”
only 0005 results in 0.50 seconds.

You need not be upset.
Readers are not writers
So Google fails to locate.

Race

Not even an hour ago
before starting my bike
I looked at the sky.

There I saw the cloud
black and thick moving
slowly dispersing
towards the east.

Surely it will bring rain
I thought kicking
putting headlight on.
The pillion and I
both were without
our raincoats in box.

So, this will be a race
with the dark cloud
and also with the rain
I thought driving my bike.