I abused my pencil yesterday
And she filed a case
Her witness was eraser
But he left without a trace
Monday, January 28, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
I've Got Everything
As i told you before, I'm in Poetry mood
After my Silly Poem (LA Dog)
this is the new one, scribbled it last week :)
----------------------------------------------------------
"I've Got Everything"
I've got ear
but I dont hear
I've got eyes
so dont tell me lies
I've got nose
that I cant close
I've got leg
so I cant beg
I've got head
thats why I get paid
I've got hair
thats where everyone stare
I've got nail
so long you cant tell
I've got hand
thats why I'm in the Band
I've got Girlfriend
whose got Boyfriend
I've got lung
I've got tongue
I've got headaches
I've got toothaches
I've got this
I've got that
I've got everything
but I dont know anything
After my Silly Poem (LA Dog)
this is the new one, scribbled it last week :)
----------------------------------------------------------
"I've Got Everything"
I've got ear
but I dont hear
I've got eyes
so dont tell me lies
I've got nose
that I cant close
I've got leg
so I cant beg
I've got head
thats why I get paid
I've got hair
thats where everyone stare
I've got nail
so long you cant tell
I've got hand
thats why I'm in the Band
I've got Girlfriend
whose got Boyfriend
I've got lung
I've got tongue
I've got headaches
I've got toothaches
I've got this
I've got that
I've got everything
but I dont know anything
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Poems by Spike Milligan (My Type)
I think this is Poetry season or session
I'll start with few of my favorite poems, by Spike Milligan
I love the way he writes
come along with me
-------------------------------------------------------
Feelings
There must be a wound!
No one can be this hurt
and not bleed.
How could she injure me so?
No marks
No bruise
Worse!
People say 'My, you're looking well'
.....God help me!
She's mummified me -
ALIVE!
Spike Milligan
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Letters
I was thinking of letters,
We all have a lot in our life
A few good - a few sad
But mostly run of the mill-
I suppose that's my fault
For writing to run of the mill people.
I've never had a letter
I really wanted
It might come one day
But then, it will be just too late,
And that's when I don't want it.
Spike Milligan
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Me
Born screaming small into this world-
Living I am.
Occupational therapy twixt birth and death-
What was I before?
What will I be next?
What am I now?
Cruel answer carried in the jesting mind
of a careless God
I will not bend and grovel
When I die. If He says my sins are myriad
I will ask why He made me so imperfect
And he will say 'My chisels were blunt'
I will say 'Then why did you make so
many of me'.
Spike Milligan
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
So anyways ,
I think enough Poetry
This one is last,..
while Sleeping Beauty and the Beast
zzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzz
The ABC
'Twas midnight in the schoolroom
And every desk was shut
When suddenly from the alphabet
Was heard a loud "Tut-Tut!"
Said A to B, "I don't like C;
His manners are a lack.
For all I ever see of C
Is a semi-circular back!"
"I disagree," said D to B,
"I've never found C so.
From where I stand he seems to be
An uncompleted O."
C was vexed, "I'm much perplexed,
You criticise my shape.
I'm made like that, to help spell Cat
And Cow and Cool and Cape."
"He's right" said E; said F, "Whoopee!"
Said G, "'Ip, 'Ip, 'ooray!"
"You're dropping me," roared H to G.
"Don't do it please I pray."
"Out of my way," LL said to K.
"I'll make poor I look ILL."
To stop this stunt J stood in front,
And presto! ILL was JILL.
"U know," said V, "that W
Is twice the age of me.
For as a Roman V is five
I'm half as young as he."
X and Y yawned sleepily,
"Look at the time!" they said.
"Let's all get off to beddy byes."
They did, then "Z-z-z."
Spike Milligan
I'll start with few of my favorite poems, by Spike Milligan
I love the way he writes
come along with me
-------------------------------------------------------
Feelings
There must be a wound!
No one can be this hurt
and not bleed.
How could she injure me so?
No marks
No bruise
Worse!
People say 'My, you're looking well'
.....God help me!
She's mummified me -
ALIVE!
Spike Milligan
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Letters
I was thinking of letters,
We all have a lot in our life
A few good - a few sad
But mostly run of the mill-
I suppose that's my fault
For writing to run of the mill people.
I've never had a letter
I really wanted
It might come one day
But then, it will be just too late,
And that's when I don't want it.
Spike Milligan
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Me
Born screaming small into this world-
Living I am.
Occupational therapy twixt birth and death-
What was I before?
What will I be next?
What am I now?
Cruel answer carried in the jesting mind
of a careless God
I will not bend and grovel
When I die. If He says my sins are myriad
I will ask why He made me so imperfect
And he will say 'My chisels were blunt'
I will say 'Then why did you make so
many of me'.
Spike Milligan
------------------------------------------------------------------------------
So anyways ,
I think enough Poetry
This one is last,..
while Sleeping Beauty and the Beast
zzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzz
The ABC
'Twas midnight in the schoolroom
And every desk was shut
When suddenly from the alphabet
Was heard a loud "Tut-Tut!"
Said A to B, "I don't like C;
His manners are a lack.
For all I ever see of C
Is a semi-circular back!"
"I disagree," said D to B,
"I've never found C so.
From where I stand he seems to be
An uncompleted O."
C was vexed, "I'm much perplexed,
You criticise my shape.
I'm made like that, to help spell Cat
And Cow and Cool and Cape."
"He's right" said E; said F, "Whoopee!"
Said G, "'Ip, 'Ip, 'ooray!"
"You're dropping me," roared H to G.
"Don't do it please I pray."
"Out of my way," LL said to K.
"I'll make poor I look ILL."
To stop this stunt J stood in front,
And presto! ILL was JILL.
"U know," said V, "that W
Is twice the age of me.
For as a Roman V is five
I'm half as young as he."
X and Y yawned sleepily,
"Look at the time!" they said.
"Let's all get off to beddy byes."
They did, then "Z-z-z."
Spike Milligan
Monday, January 14, 2008
Sunday, January 6, 2008
Krishna's Textiles
Everybody loves Krishna,
Krishna is our Romantic, Brat God,
From Loverboy to Deadly Killer (Remember Jarasandha)
He has Justification for everything,
He steal ( Rukmini and Curd from the "Mataka") He kills
He Play Music and Politics at the same time
He tells Lie, (Mai nahi maakhan khayo)
and He glorified truth in GEETA,.
And I love him
I dont want to Contradict things, Whatever he did was on Purpose, (for the goodness sake)
Not only girls , but guys are also ready to die for him,.
( Sudama, Saint Narahari, Saint Eknaath, and lot of Hippy Dudes, Including me :))
If Krishna is reading this Post somewhere in Fantasy 'Vrindavan' Land,.
just want to say - "hey Kriss, buddy"
"Shower your Love on me"
:)
:)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)