Free spirited and childlike

Free spirited and childlike, floating in serene space,
Clean blue sea like, reflecting sun rays in subtle gaze,
Laugh that lingers for years, never losing its quiet grace,
Flowers and greens around you, never failing to amaze,
The moment that stands still, breeze very soft on your face,
Life in slow motion, every detail magnified in the mind maze,
Enjoy the epitome of true joy, revel in the child devoid of life’s race.

My Mouse is autopilot

My mouse is autopilot, has a life of its own,
It clicks all over Google, but stops at two of Os countdown,
Reminding us that Google requires only two Os as its own.
It devours anything with download written on its face without a frown,
But stays clear of shady and disguised characters who smell of con,
It loves the videos on YouTube, but gets irritated at the sight of a clown,
It follows anything that resembles a human like a pup lost in town,
But it hardly ever clicks on a banner or an ad, be it up or down.

Life lost and found

As I was riding on a carved out road of the hills,
Letting the chilled breeze cleanse the scars of yesterday.
My mind was pondering over the roads of perils,
That I rode with aplomb maneuvering every highway.
Completely oblivious of vehicular monsters and devils,
That whizzed past me, potential killers if gone astray.
Akin to the roads of life that I led, life on bitter pills,
Squandered away in search of an elusive success way.
Little did I know that the quiet hills would nurture buried skills,
Allowing me to start afresh before I turn completely gray.

Family of Three

I, my better half and the apple of my eye,
Make a family of three, always on a high,

Taking every day as it comes in our stride,
Doing things in which we constantly take pride,

Together, we can weather any storm,
Leaving behind footsteps without any norm,

We love our lives, and live in the now,
And say to the world, until we meet again, ciao.

Kiss of the Cloud

The mountains stood proud,
As the cloud wrapped in a shroud,

The greens of tea plants formed a crowd,
But soon faded behind the cover of cloud,

The wind brewed up a storm, threatening to go loud,
Eucalyptus trees faced the onslaught with heads bowed,

Rain clouds looming over the horizon, had mortals cowed,
The advent of inauspicious days, set gloom with minds roved.

Beauteous hills that deprived citizens and romantics wowed,
Had the serenity in the mountains, disturbed by kiss of the cloud

The Premature Wedding Night

Sex cannot make a poet out of you,
Or so I thought, until I met Sue,
It took a while to bring her to woo,
But in the end, she had to say I do.
On the fateful night as I prepared myself, so I do not get a boo,
She showed up in her gown, pounced like a tiger from the zoo.
I was so excited, I almost forgot that I am a Jew,
And the fateful happened, when I had to go to the loo.

Once a loser, always a loser.

Life had meted out ill fate, and tagged him a loser,
He had lost all hopes, until he saw a stunner,
He was so captivated; he followed her like a stalker,
She turned back and smiled, made him to quiver,
There was no doubt, she was a charmer,
His life was going to change forever,
He saw her get into a car, and sit alongside the driver,
She glanced his way, sending through his spine a shiver,
He expected an invitation, but instead got a shocker,
As she gestured with her fingers, lip locking her lover,
He moved closer to get a closer look at his tormentor,
He got another jolt as it turned out to be another stunner,
As the car sped away, leaving behind a goner,
He lamented wryly, once a loser always a loser.

Sex is natural, Sex is fun.

Sex is natural, sex is fun,
The best thing to happen under the sun.

When you do it, it’s like a loaded gun,
But when you are done, you are done.

So while you are at it, make sure you have worries none,
And handle the trigger, like you have none!!!