Linger

Time to stay on for a while...

Saturday, October 22, 2005

Fool Of A Took

Oh! It feels like a fool of a Took
Being beaten by a sharp hook
You wouldn’t stop laughing
The ridicule is indeed mocking
First the internet booms
And life is seen in doom

Frittering and chatting
He was happy brattling
But the timing was all wrong
Stuck by the pricking prong
Realizing the truth late in night
All could just smirk at his plight

And then came the summers
Sweltering and hot were his bummers
Supporting he was his crony
And caught thin, like a bony
Clueless he stood for his act
Looking for the eyes full of tact

So now his fool is evident
Defending all time, he is seen in torment
It’s not his fault I believe
For he is always there for a relief
So you may like him for his domain
Fool Yes!, but an honest fool he remains

Thursday, October 06, 2005

CRAP FROM THE STREET

I was born weird and silly
The very idea of my birth was a folly
No home, with no people to hang out
All I did on the roads was shout
Hey you fella I am talking to you
But none cared except few
At least you two would now know me
For I am good I swear to thee
Feels like I am flying in the air
That filth and smell is so fair
I can dance like a wind
And I talk from the hind
Must look at my bouncy walk
It has been long since I had a talk
Get off you stink, shrieked one
Filthy and crappy, be gone
I wailed and cried in mind
I said let me take you behind
Look at this cattle and sheep
Piling me up in heap
May be a flatulence tax is in need
And you must join them in deed
Protecting your ozone at my expense
The agenda doesn’t make sense
Farming the soil for the navy beans
And spewing those smokes from heavy machines
Please stop those screeching noises
Loosing you people are your poises
Abandon the flock and abolish the herd
Grinding these trees you are like a nerd
Do not kill those innocent beasts
The mankind mustn’t loose that sense at least
Preserve this air and this water
Death or life; better choose the latter
What to talk of your human swarm
The nature calls are set to alarm
Aghast the two were, hearing my story
Never imagined it to be so gory
My apologies for this nasty treat
I am just a crap from the street…

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Pearls of Wisdom

I know things change
Looking around and I feel
For now is not same as yore
How did we come to this?
Even the wisest cannot tell
For there are many things
That have not yet come to pass
I have seen morning glory
That passed like rain on the mountains
Like wind in the meadow
I witnessed those dark times
That talk to bitter watches of the night
Like the shadow of evil
Though never have I met
A morning pale spring
Still clinging to the winter’s chill
I have yet to see this
Adrift quickening breath
Still holding on to a slow death
Neither have I known
A man, immoral and turpitude
Still looking for a solace in bed
Nor have I witnessed
The cruelty and malice
Still working with a worthy soul
Life in this wilderness goes on
Much as it has this past age
Words of wisdom are scarce
Barely aware of thoughts restrained
What can be right and can’t be wrong?
Hard to tell, still I must say
I have walked this earth for many years
And now I have no time,
I have some things that I must see to.