Oops!

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

Three coffee cups my mother loved
lie shattered on the floor.
Three ripe tomatoes splattered
when they hit the kitchen door.
Three jumbo eggs are scrambled.
But they’re not on a plate.
Three loaves of bread are crumbled.
I’ll use the crumbs for bait.
Three Barbie dolls have lost their heads.
Three pepper mills are smashed.
Three goldfish died while doing flips.
Three model airplanes crashed.
Three lettuce heads unraveled.
Three onions came unpeeled.
My parents didn’t know who did it
till my sister squealed.
My parents are befuddled.
They think that I’ve gone nuts.
But there’s a simpler explanation:
I’m a juggling klutz.

-Bruce Lansky

Other poetry

A tribute to school lyf:

"Ek muddat ke baad milne wali thi kaid se Azadi,
.
.
.
.
.

JAB AKELA HOTA HUN

Jab akela hota hoon, rula jaati hain unki yaaedin.

Fir wohi beeti baatein yaad dila jaati

Love Me Tomorrow

Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day

Love me again like you did the first day

Lo

desh bhakti

देश लूटने की खातिर पग-पग पर दुश्मन बै�

Never Forget

The hate that I feel inside for you

For all the crappy things you have put them through

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

mukti diwas

धन्य आज का मुक्ति-दिवस, गाओ जन-मंगल,

<

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

Storm Of Fears

The winds are wild

The lightning strikes

The thunder booms

The storm is c

Adhikar bataye baithe hai.

Sach jhooth kisi ki baaton ka,

Kuch pata nhi chalta ab toh.

Kuch ke sach bhi ab j