A Long Lost Poem(?!) that I wrote for my college magazine that got rejected for reasons not apparent to me. Funny that I stumbled upon it today! What you might perceive as male chauvinism in this poem is just a camouflaged expression of male helplessness and a futile inspiration to escape the inevitable same.
Note: This was originally drafted 5 years ago! Not bad at all, is it?
the journey was smooth so far.
But, thoughts first of its kind
started popping up in my mind.
Parents with their limitations to preach,
friends and media preaching to the hilt,
a fantasy world built.
It's gals all the way
holding guys at bay.
Big guns battling out for fun
and the smaller ones waiting for their sons.
The experienced are the born-to-warn species.
Here're some excerpts from their theses:
"she may look simple
but can bury a few in her dimple."
"the bitter honey
will give u a run for your money".
But, when a pretty girl gives a nudge,
it doesn't take long for you to budge.
There will begin the thin end of the wedge.
They can make you give up your solvency fast
and may get ready for pregnancy at last.
Seduction, the females' predilection.
Now, is there a male domination?
The dolly birds
are as irrational as the surds
and the blue stocking
doesn't need any hawking.
Then why the hell, the attendance banking? [personal]
The pawns and the knights and the bishops and the rooks
when the kings life at stake, will practice no brook.
Remember, only one king a side
and as many as nine queens besides.
Amaze, damage and leave them in a scrimmage.
The hiss of the squib is more threatening
than its explosion itself.
Life is just a mixture of chutz pahs and faux pas
but, if you think you can predict life
buddy, dont be so naive.
I never thought FCP will give me the threat of my life.
But, Sweety completing her mission on earth
helped me book a third year berth.
Sitting at the back seat
is that a great feat?
In the driver's seat, beaut
you will find a man called fate.
Gotta kick him out
so that life feels your clout.
If the glue goes dry
all you can do is cry.
God must work overtime to answer
all your prayers.
You have only one life to live
give all you can give.
Let the doors of your life resist the girls barge (thoughts)
and guys, take charge.
Note: This was originally drafted 5 years ago! Not bad at all, is it?
Guys, take charge!
Happiness and miseries at parthe journey was smooth so far.
But, thoughts first of its kind
started popping up in my mind.
Parents with their limitations to preach,
friends and media preaching to the hilt,
a fantasy world built.
It's gals all the way
holding guys at bay.
Big guns battling out for fun
and the smaller ones waiting for their sons.
The experienced are the born-to-warn species.
Here're some excerpts from their theses:
"she may look simple
but can bury a few in her dimple."
"the bitter honey
will give u a run for your money".
But, when a pretty girl gives a nudge,
it doesn't take long for you to budge.
There will begin the thin end of the wedge.
They can make you give up your solvency fast
and may get ready for pregnancy at last.
Seduction, the females' predilection.
Now, is there a male domination?
The dolly birds
are as irrational as the surds
and the blue stocking
doesn't need any hawking.
Then why the hell, the attendance banking? [personal]
The pawns and the knights and the bishops and the rooks
when the kings life at stake, will practice no brook.
Remember, only one king a side
and as many as nine queens besides.
Amaze, damage and leave them in a scrimmage.
The hiss of the squib is more threatening
than its explosion itself.
Life is just a mixture of chutz pahs and faux pas
but, if you think you can predict life
buddy, dont be so naive.
I never thought FCP will give me the threat of my life.
But, Sweety completing her mission on earth
helped me book a third year berth.
Sitting at the back seat
is that a great feat?
In the driver's seat, beaut
you will find a man called fate.
Gotta kick him out
so that life feels your clout.
If the glue goes dry
all you can do is cry.
God must work overtime to answer
all your prayers.
You have only one life to live
give all you can give.
Let the doors of your life resist the girls barge (thoughts)
and guys, take charge.
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