Husband came home one day and found that his wife looked a little different.
I glance outside The window As my train halts For a signal. I see a painting Right there On my regular route To school. A perfect painting Trees, hills A setting sun Clouds and the horizon. The complete landscape Right there All that was missing Was a canvas and paint Some paintbrushes. And a person … Continue reading Through a dirty window
1. Don't tell him they are leftovers. 2. Make it look different. 3. Give the recycled dish an anglicised name. 4. Serve it hot with garnish and tomato sauce. Enjoy while he eats the leftover aloo paratha stuffing disguised as Bobby Flay's potato hash. *Evil grin*
Rotating blades above me Sending gusts of warm air My side Life without them Unthinkable, Eternally turned on This season As long as Power to run them Is supplied. A groaning sound They make A sound of life For me For, no power Means to all of us A total standstill Of life.
I was so sure That a rich uncle Or a long lost relative A king, even Would leave me Riches And goodies Hotels and castles Or at least Loads of money On my twenty first birthday. But no one came I waited all day By the door Disappointed. Maybe they lost their way Or maybe … Continue reading Twenty one
Hippity-hop I run to the shop To buy a loaf of bread. So I can spread some butter And add in some sugar And make Mamma some breakfast in bed.