SATY'S

THE LEAGUE Kaante- some thorns hurt deep Is what they called themselves Under the same roof they used to sit Famous for there jests and uncanny wit Though they had expertise in different fields They were all bound by a single rule That had brought them together and close Fun was in excess and joy in overdose One hated girls & other was shy He enjoyed vexing as he was a gadfly The other loved girls & often he would stare Girls loved the other but he lacked the dare They all revered a young scholar He taught them with zeal & vigor This was the common link they all shared Even with their follies they easily fared There came a time when their paths separated But the league-kaante never disintegrated They became mavens in their subjects Their names were salient in their domains One became the EC department’s superstar Always spoke as if he knew lot about cars Respected for his mien & blessed with eidetic memory ...

The Traumas of a Common man 1.35 liters of petrol will cost you hundred bucks The prices are increasing and it just sucks The government says it is handling the problems It’s just another lie concealed behind the emblem The woes of common man are not one but many More than his earnings he spends his money Even the rates of fruits & vegetables are high And in Kingfisher airlines people rarely fly 30,000 Rs is the cost of just 10 grams of gold With adulterations the rations are being sold The farms are being converted into plots The works of our government are just blots Many families are dependent on one man He tries to bear the burden as much as he can But with price hikes his efforts go in vain Cleverly he hides from family & suffers pain Corruption has infiltrated our society The jobbery has added to bourgeois’ anxiety Plebian doesn’t have guts to take a stand Even if he does, none joins with him hand Unemployment of...

An Acquaintance I just drove to McKay’s bar In my royal blue BMW car It was late evening & it was getting dark               I just drove aside & made it park Climbing the white marble stairs I went inside Shaking hands with people who came outside Many whom I met, I had never known I took a martini in a glass that was cone Many a colored drink were at the shelf To choose one I took bartenders help He gave me the one that looked like blue ink After the first sip, my mind stopped to think My head was spinning & I looked all around I could hear faintly the DJ’s sound The bar girls were dancing for a lazy song I felt seconds that passed were very long In a corner I saw a lady dressed in velvet black Her face looked familiar which I had seen some time back To talk with her I went more near And asked her “are you alone dear?” She gave me nod with smile...

Mahatma: The Undaunted spirit The greatest man of our generation We all render him with great devotion His greatest weapon was nonviolence With which he demolished British in silence He won half the battle with non-cooperation It became tough for British to handle the situation With Dandi march he broke the salt laws Which he had found unfair and full of flaws Gandhi was many times jailed But his mission never failed He was barrister by profession But nation building became his obsession He led a very simple life With Kasturba, a very supportive wife Satyagraha was his greatest invention This became the symbol of new revolution But the victory didn’t give him satisfaction As India had to undergo partition No doubt, he is the strongest man Let’s follow his ideals as much as we can!                         ...

The Spring Time When the autumn turns to spring                  In the nature, bell of happiness rings Every flower gets a visit from honey bee And new green leaves emerge on every tree The brown land turns to green The air again becomes fresh and clean Spring brings us the festival season And we celebrate for this new reason On the barren land, grass begins to grow And down the valley fresh waters starts to flow A new freshness surrounds us And we enjoy it without making any fuss It’s the merriest time of the year Sweet sounds of nightingales fill our ear These days are to rejoice and have fun Among the grasslands we sing and run                                      ...

My Pal I sit here, thinking about the time we spent You were the best gift that god ever sent As the time passed by, our friendship grew And we sat together to drink the mountain dew. Time and tides never wait for anyone But, I did have someone who waited for me We always did the things left by many undone Between us it was never I or you, it always was we The Roads that we took & the things that we did Were those which your parents would forbid We had differences and we did fight Most of them hardly could last a night In times of peril together we would stick One stood beside & cared when other was sick Both famed by the virtue of our Atticism Nobody could separate us, even by racism Many perceived our thoughts were abnormal And had notions that we were devoid of sanity Our fantasies bestowed with Supernatural & paranormal That should not mislead, we never strayed from humanity A time came when our paths diverged L...

The Dilemma of a 5th Grader I stood in a corner alone and shy As the class laughed at me, I not knew why? I stood there with my head hung down in shame I had never wished once for such kind of fame I was made to stand there, all day long I still didn’t knew what I had done wrong I wasn’t aware I had worn wrong pair of socks For this my teacher had even snatched my lunch box As the recess bell rang all zoomed out Stranded, empty benches surrounded me all about I wanted to scream but it wasn’t allowed in school With such a slight mismatch I looked like a fool Mom was ill so I had to dress myself up Hadn’t even bothered missing my milk cup My dad mostly invisible, whom I hardly saw He had to earn for us was the reason for his flaw Most of times he seemed to me like Sunday’s guest With my drawings I tried to impress him my best But preoccupied he was lost in magazines and books The more I sought his attention, furious were his looks ...

Reverse psychology A day may come when sun may think Why should I rise today? And moon would say instead of white if I was pink What would people on earth do say! How it would be if we slept in day And did our chores at the night Then at sunset we would start to play And become blind when sun shone bright If the floor was up & ceiling was down If the blood was white & milk was brown What would happen if earth was square? And nobody ever did care! How it would be if frog would sing And the cunning fox was jungle king If the steel was soft and silk was strong Then rights things now will surely then go wrong How it would be if instead of water honey would fall And if ants were big and elephants were small Then if any ant would see you, its time to run Don’t worry much this poem is just for fun ~ Surya In Nonsense