This post is totally on a different path . It is a supposed poem in which I take the help of an hour from the precious Valentine's day to bring out the irony lingering on this earth . Hope its worth your time :D
An hour from St. Valentine's day ..
'Tis 7:00!
Ring Ring Ring. .
"Happy Valentine's day "
"I love you.."
An hour from St. Valentine's day ..
'Tis 7:00!
Ring Ring Ring. .
"Happy Valentine's day "
"I love you.."
"I love you too,honey ! "
"you know what ...."
And talk'st they thus..
'Tis 7:15!
The moving box of metal makes it way;
halts a mile before its stop to take its fare.
Unorganized and stampeadial a fair is what it creates;
a zoo of "cultured" animals is precisely what it makes.
The inverse experienced one finds the jungle too wild;
'survival of the fittest ' is not the game of a child.
Uphill a task is well achieved on entering the metal box;
touching his back he realizes his wallet is lost !
'Tis 7:30!
One red light and all the rpms drop;
"you know what ...."
And talk'st they thus..
'Tis 7:15!
The moving box of metal makes it way;
halts a mile before its stop to take its fare.
Unorganized and stampeadial a fair is what it creates;
a zoo of "cultured" animals is precisely what it makes.
The inverse experienced one finds the jungle too wild;
'survival of the fittest ' is not the game of a child.
Uphill a task is well achieved on entering the metal box;
touching his back he realizes his wallet is lost !
'Tis 7:30!
One red light and all the rpms drop;
the two and four strokes come to a standstill stop.
The two legged then use the crossing of the zebra;
a coin is blackmailingly requested by the deprived mames of the Gera.
30 minutes of tick-tok is his limit,
"courier of pizzas" , is what with which he is knighted.
Halted he too by the red light,he takes his stop;
when a new arrival to the pack takes away his stop.
30 minutes of tick-tok is his limit,
"courier of pizzas" , is what with which he is knighted.
Halted he too by the red light,he takes his stop;
when a new arrival to the pack takes away his stop.
Off he is thrown his bike ,and on the road;
his most used leg crushed under the four wheeled Ford.
his most used leg crushed under the four wheeled Ford.
'Tis 7:45!
Noisely-serene is the environment,
with the sick and wounded stretched away to the diagnostic compartment.
Noisely-serene is the environment,
with the sick and wounded stretched away to the diagnostic compartment.
The intellectuals prefixed with 'Dr.' are the preachers here;
saving the lives of humans is their prayer here.
A group of blood-related people anxiously wait;
outside a theatre in which operations are made.
Off switches the red light ,and out comes the preacher;
and staright he goes to the teenaged creature.
Shaking his hand he makes a face;
"Your father is no more" ,is what is says.
'Tis 8:00!
"Baby ,its eight and I need to go!I love you"
"It's okay..I love too ,and happy Valentine's day again!"
outside a theatre in which operations are made.
Off switches the red light ,and out comes the preacher;
and staright he goes to the teenaged creature.
Shaking his hand he makes a face;
"Your father is no more" ,is what is says.
'Tis 8:00!
"Baby ,its eight and I need to go!I love you"
"It's okay..I love too ,and happy Valentine's day again!"
And thus they hang up..
"The day can't get any better",thinks she.
"An hour better than heaven ",feels he.
And they both sink into the percepted beautiful munificence of the past hour...
"The day can't get any better",thinks she.
"An hour better than heaven ",feels he.
And they both sink into the percepted beautiful munificence of the past hour...
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