The monkey year
one of love and dear
without economic cheer
The monkey year
one of love and dear
without economic cheer
The upholstery has to be changed
the curtains require a clean up
the plumbing should be checked
the furniture is to be polished
the garden has to spruced up
the driveway must be swept
that be the thought every day
I roam around the house aimlessly
with a lot of thought in mind
might sound frivolous to many
as these are very ordinary
those who think of transactions
business in billions and trillions
of economy, of diplomacy and ties
these sound very idiotic and cheap
I cherish and hold my home dear
I am too much attached to her
a part of me rather in a way
the best part of me in an emphatic say.
The most expensive produce
I thought a decade before
something precious
it was wonderful
glitters and gleams all through
the one thing I deemed most cheap
liquid simple found in plenty
no shine or no reflection
a colourless, odourless fluid
transparent and very useful
excelled in the aspect of utility alone
a decade later I find a difference
the costly one still remains so
whilst the no cost product
has gone up enormously
most so in value all over
to the point I deduce
it is the diamond that is held high
the plain water has overcome
rather overthrown the diamond
defying all expectations
scarcity mounts up
the paucity creates a demand
most cherished and dear it has become
Call it cheers,
Call it hears,
Call it fierce,
Call it pierce,
Call it tears,
Call it fears,
Call it what you wish
Call it what you may,
It does not matter.
As it is very dear.
It was a miss out which cost dear.
It was a fall which caused a smear.
It was a slip of the tongue that prompted a jeer.
It was a mindless cut that brought a tear.
It was an anger that raised the ear.
It was a danger that caused a terrible fear.
It was a provocation that invited a sneer.
It was a curiosity that called for a look near.
It was a wonder that instigated a peer.
It was a transgression that was slotted for the rear.
Always the miss outs would cost anyone dear.
It is going to be another year,
The stroke of midnight is heard clear,
Away goes 2011 in the rear,
In comes in 2012 with cheer,
Pushing back the recession of last year,
Setting aside the bygone days fear,
The year that passes off was loaded with tears,
An outcome which threw all out of gear,
An economic show down that ran out near,
Upheavals that dethroned dictators clear,
Wars shattered the world to a sneer,
Storms ,quakes , floods battered severe,
Man stands aghast in turmoil mere,
Another year dawns in the sphere,
Making him to eye an empowerment in the veer,
Let he be blessed with all prosperity this year,
This is the hope for all every year,
Many cross links intrude making things drear,
Yet life goes on in eager anticipation unclear,
This is the story year after year.
What else do you wish to hear?
Wishing all “A very happy new year”!
Oh my dear!
I need rest
Oh my dear!
Will I get it ?
Oh my dear!,
I know not how?
Oh my dear!
When will I get peace?
Oh my dear!
I wish to sleep,
Oh my dear!
Let slumber embrace me,
Oh my dear!
Let me not wake up,
Oh my dear!
Let me ebb into eternity ,
Oh my dear!
Un noticed, Unsung,Un honoured ,
Oh my dear!
Not to be born again,
Oh my dear!
Will you grant me?
Oh my dear!
Please you should,
Oh my dear!
With warm regards ,
To you my dear!