Tuesday 29 December 2015

A student's think-tank

The student just got a whacking
From the dotting Teacher
He sulked and left the class
When he was on his way
His father whacked him
Seeing him return early
Whacking Whacking!!
He thought
Grinding this teeth
He reached the house
To find his mother with a stick
Over his morning mess
Ruining her kitchen
He tired after doing all clean up
Wrote a poem for his student mag-

Degrees of whacking 
In student life
The Gentle admonishing
That cribs student life
For correction
Ultimately making him resistant to the whacks
That just adds by.

The student just got a whacking From the dotting Teacher He sulked and left the class When he was on his way His father whacked him Seeing him return early Whacking Whacking!! He thought Grinding this teeth He reached the house To find his mother with a stick Over his morning mess Ruining her kitchen He tired after doing all clean up Wrote a poem for his student mag- Degrees of whacking In student life The Gentle admonishing That cribs student life For correction Ultimately making him resistant to the whacks That just adds by.

Time tickling by- Humor

Time ticks
But it is tickling by
Why not
When you are embrassed
Time becomes an embrassment
Never view the time
Or count it again and again
All you can do is to laugh away
All the embarrassment!

Nature's Bless



Drops fell by
On the Contours
The essence of rain
That you feel
Everytime
With the smell
Of the dust
The calmness of spirit
That makes you an another you
Makes you forget
Problems surfacing
It just expires
Vaporizing away
Nature is a bless!!