Friday, September 12, 2008

LES SANDS...

This blog post of mine is essentially made of two parts: One is a funny poem I managed to string (Not without satirical reason of course!) together during what could be the longest intra-city bus journeys I had been through, and that sojourn gave me this one, which I think could also be the rudest poem I ever have written: A close look, you need to be sure of that! And that close look, you'd better take, right here:

LES SANDS



Once there was a girl called Sandy,
Who was sweeter than the sweetest of candy,

One fine day, in either the start of spring or its fall,

A guy remarked that she was a total doll;

Pat she replied: "You're not a girl to play with me!"




This folks, is what I understood to be a 'Limerick', something with this kind of a rhyme-scheme, that I learnt from one experienced writer in this field of poetry. Except for the trivial fact that it took me just five minutes to string this together (Didn't connect so well!) and also except for the fact that this poem never actually came out of my heart, save for one slight twinge of a feeling that said serve girls right and thanks a lot to them for always turning up with incomplete sentences and wrong choice of words. And btw, again, the title's not french, when the entire poem is written in American-English!!!

If you did not understand the poem till this point, then there's something odd about you, and if you don't even after you finish reading this post, then there's something seriously wrong with you!!! I'm sure boys wouldn't fail me: We need just a lone read to ensure we get all mischievous usages right, and probably a minute more to come up with all smiles... :)

And as I want to say, Limericks are not proving to be my cup of lime tea (The only drink I sip on) and though I could be coming up with another one before I close my eyes for a blink or a wink, I feel you need to feel something to pen those down, and in essence as I did not feel anything but a bit bored as I wrote this, I say to myself: "Brother, stop this kind of exploit immediately, and try for a better one instead..." And so I said yes...

So wait up till my next post, and make sure you get this poem, 'cause this is in no way, abstract :)

Until then, it's good bye from...
Rithkak Upur.

3 comments:

Vishal.. A Stripling Awakens said...

The person who is being attacked should immediately announce retirement from blogging or more exactly writing limericks.

Karthik - A David Lynch in the making... said...

The person whom you think is being attacked is not at all being attacked but is actually beginning to be worshipped upon.. :)

Karthik - A David Lynch in the making... said...

Not sleek words I guess, but he isn't exactly a rival, unless in common terminology you call a mentor a rival...