A new day..

There is not one single star,
On the almost cloudless sky,
The night is over,
Mr.Moon, I bid you goodbye..

Slowly and steadily,
The sun appears,
Spreading light all around,
Through the darkness its rays tear..

Busy in their routines,
Birds chirping beautifully,
While Tiktik the dog,
in his corner, yawning lazily..

It's a new day,
Filled with peace, awaking millions,
While me, sitting here,
preparing for my oral examination..

You broken my heart..

Off you go,
I bid you my final goodbye,
You made me realize,
That our relationship was as light as a fly..

You are a nice girl,
This I do not deny,
But you pissed on me,
I didn't know why..

I said sorry for my uncommitted mistake,
But your emotions were high,
You ignored my apology,
But still you continued to justify!

You made me angry,
You hurt my feelings,
Said often I made you unhappy,
Which was a MAD MOVE!

I went bad,
I acted blindly,
I broke up,
And got you broken up..

I won't keep this poem long,
I'll pen off here,
You are still my favorite ping pong,
I have a final message for you dear..

My heart might be broken,
But unlike you, emotions are as low as a broken Hi-Fi..
My final message is:
You can jump into a SPARTA ABYSS and DIE!!!!!! >_

Just a boring Sunday..

I'm bored,
On this stupid Sunday,
Yet I don't want it to go,
Bcoz tomorrow is Monday..

I'm tired,
Despite doing nothing,
Just stayed online all day,
Playing and playing..

I felt lazy,
Yet I opened my maths copybook,
I felt even lazier,
I logged in again on facebook..

Then suddenly I decided, 
To work a bit,
I wrote this poem,
though it sounds like shit..

I HATE IT!! just HATE IT!!!

Yes,I hate it,
It made my life shit,
caused me to be unfit,
destroying me bit by bit..

It is a jail,
It's just too boring,
I hate to fail,
Yet,I hate studying..

It was where my pals first smoked,
where they consumed alcohol,
It was the reason my girlfriend left me,
It's now knocking me out cold..

Exams are near,
means I have got to work,
still I'm online day and night,
like a big old jerk..

I admit I'm lazy,
I want to be free,
I no longer want to stressed mentally,
just wanna be fit physically..

I hate school,
I hate it seriously..
U love school?? o.O
I hate you to seriously!! >_<

You make fun of hair!! BITCH!

Whenever I appear,
At me you stare,
As it I was a ghost,
Wish I could smack your face with a chair..

I'm fed up with your behavior,
So rude and damn unfair,
So, I'm writing this poem to you,
Read it if you dare..

On my face you laugh,
Cruelly and cold-hearten, like an old witch,
Dunno if you even realize that your laughter,
sounds like that of a mentally affected bitch..

You run around telling people,
"hey look! here comes sai baba"
I remain quiet, but know that,
I wish someone stuck in your ass, a pregnant Anaconda..

I love my hair,
But you don't understand,
You go around singing mocking songs,
Like a fucking one man band!

So many times,
You said I look like a Rasta..
I smile,
but I wish I could dive your face in boiling magma..

I have been asked quite often,
"Is the barber in your village dead?"
Then you ask like a smiling asshole,
"When are you getting that wig off your head?"

Then there is that girl who says:
"You are a younger version of Santa Claus"
Just be glad slut,
I'm not slamming your candy arse..

I just wanted to tell people,
to stop acting like a whore,
My patience has its own limit,
I can take this shit no more!

Who is the hardworker???

I woke up late,
Realized its already Monday,
I said softly:
"Why do you go so fast, my blissful Sunday?"

I can't keep up now,
time is moving so fast,
But still I sat there, on my bed,
Like a stupid lazy ass..

I thought of the exams,
So anticipated and near,
Got to work hard now,
This also is so clear..

I thought of my classmates,
Gone to school and working,
and compared them to me,
here at home, yawning and relaxing..

But then realization struck!!!

They will be having fun all day,
in company of their friends,
while me, home alone,
will be working as hard as I can..

So who is the hardworking kid, me or THEM????

I am a former bodybuilder already...

I'm worried,
I feel like crying,
Dunno where this is gonna lead,
All I can do is hoping..

It all happened yesterday,
I was in my best shape,
Full of energy,
I was as excited as a hungry ape..

I worked hard,
But a bit too hard,
I didn't realize,
It wasn't wise..

Today I woke up,
Yawning and scratching,
But then I discovered,
My back was paining..

I told no one,
I fear being mocked at,
But I could take it no longer,
tormented by the image of getting fat..

I'm sharing my secret,
With you guys,
Maybe its time,
I bid bodybuilding goodbye.. :'(

A poem for my girlfriend

This poem is for you baby,
and it's gonna make you very unhappy,
It's about something I should have done early,
But you know that I'm lazy..

I wanted to write a poem for you,
One that would make you happy,
But I can't do it,
I'm so sorry..

You might think I'm silly,
But I tried my best,
The exams are too near,
I'm so stressed..

Please don't be sad,
and excuse this little mistake of mine,
I can't think of anything right now,
So I'll do it some other time..

I feel happy today.. ASK me Why!!

I feel accomplished.. 
I feel distinguished..
I feel wise..
I think I really deserve a prize..

Today I'm happy..
Even though the weather is very chilly..
I can't help smiling..
Although I have got lots of work pending..

I spent most of the day with my enemy..
Fighting hard to achieve victory..
Mum was shocked..
Dad was surprised..

I remained concentrated till the end..
would not quit until the battle was over..
I am now exhausted..
But I am all smiles.. :)

But I still didn't tell you..
You must be wondering..
Why I feel happy..
And what is this rubbish I am writing?..




I spent all day doing maths numbers and getting mega-confused among those equations. But I managed. That's why I feel happy.. 

I can no longer write.. :'(

Yes it's true. I can't write the way I used to anymore. I don't know what had happened to me in the recent days. My last few posts have been very much disappointing. They were well below average.

I can't even manipulate words into poems, like I love doing. I can't bring myself to write things that come into my mind. Maybe it's the exams tension, the loads of homework pending or perhaps the lots of responsibilities. 

I am very disappointed. I am very sad. I want to cry. I want my mind to sort out whatever problem it has soon. Because I want to write. 

Hey! Maybe I am passing through the stage of the 'writer's block'! Stupid thing it is! :'( 

I'm missing you.. :(

Two weeks,
no see,
You have no idea,
that I'm missing you badly..

Your cute voice,
Your stupid jokes,
Your little shared secrets,
I'm missing it all..

Your hugs,
Your sweet kisses,
Your warmth,
I really miss them all..

I want you,
to hug you,
to kiss you,
to tell you how much I love you..

I care for you,
I want to talk to you,
I want to scold you,
For making me miss you..

The new season is here!

Gone the heavy rains,
Gone are the floods,
dry are the drains,
powdery has become the mud..

Out is the sun,
shining brightly,
it's time for fun,
to enjoy happily..

I know it's silly,
It sounds crazy,
but the weather is no longer chilly,
because it's warm presently..

No clouds,
just blue sky,
scorching sunlight,
burning inhabitants with all its might..

Actually, I was describing the winter season in my country currently.. :) 

Trees.. I feel damn sorry for them..

Trees, trees everywhere,
Short and tall,
small and big,
young and old..

But that was before,
the arrival of humans,
Who cut them down,
to use the land..

Trees are less nowadays. In my village, where the environment was green and beautiful, trees are being cut down. The folks wants the area to be clean and beautiful. WTF!!! Don't they see??? It was the trees that beautified the area. 

Yesterday, I saw that the branches of a huge, ancient Banyan tree had been cut down. I felt sad. I don't know why. I really felt sorry for that tree. It did not disturb the people's life in any way, because It was in a deserted area. Some dudes even used its for relaxing, But still it was cut down!!! For No reason!!! I mean WTF??? 

Black.. My favorite color..

When people ask me my favorite color,
I reply: "It's black",
They say I am quite peculiar,
and a taste for fashion I lack..

What a bunch of fools!
Making fun of me,
As if they appear so cool,
dressing all neat and whitey..

For me,
Black is cool,
Black is relevant,
Black is class..
Black is my favorite,
Black are my t-shirts,
Black are my pants, 
Black are my socks..
Black is my hair,
Black is my chair,
Black is the night,
Black is my computer,
Black are my turtles,
Black is my school bag..
Black is my pencil,
Black is my eraser,
Black is cleaner,
Black is a mistake hider,
hating black is unfair..

I don't hate white,
It is part of my life,
But I love black more,
Because I just can't help it..

What can I do..
Old habits die Hard!!

Winter is here.. :'(

Goodbye dear summer,
I'll miss you,
It's time to welcome winter,
who brought with him the flu..

I must now struggle,
to wake up early,
Because the winter chill,
make me feel very sleepy..

No more games,
no time to cheer,
Arrival of winter,
means exams are near..

The thought of it is scary,
because I hate to study,
Winters make me unhappy,
They make me feel lazy..

I wonder now,
When summer will come..
Bcoz each time it does,
It make life become awesome..