Fearless Leo Pourparlers

Old Age Viola Every fortnight, I will go to an old age home, I will carry some bananas or a gift for everyone wrapped on paper of foam. I will gossip with them and help them in their works of home, Every fortnight, I will go to an old age home. Every fortnight, I will carry some clothes for uncles there, and gossip with them about politics and markets share. I will carry some fruits for aunties there, and experience with them motherness and a good care I would repair their home generators or fans coloured loam, Every fortnight, I will go to an old age home. Every fortnight, I will play with them, Carrom, Cricket, Chess and many more. and they will be interested in from their heart's core. they would shine out for weeks of their good score. I will replace their shirts, nail ridden and tore. and now they'll wear t-shirts fashionable coloured chrome, Every fortnight, I will go to an old age home. - ADS©

Lion   I was strong, With a tail long. I roared all round the forest, With confidence and air-tighted chest. Frightened all beings from me, Use to run or hide before the groups of banyan tree. And use to enjoy with my family, stressless and free. Without charges and fee, But, some people caught me and my family. Carried to a zoo, Where people walked and woo. I usually was feverous due to the summer winds called loo. i miss these days when I wa ked up when the sun rose, and slept with moonlight's dose. Now, I sleep in a cage lenght of my toes, being excreted by number of crows. I feel like cryin' But, I don't because I'm a lion! -ADS

Tree Vibes   I lived beside the road, Standing with thousands of leaves load. I watch people riding on bikes, Talking about their likes and dislikes. I was happy there, But , not here. I don't need any care, Just a small land's share. I was cut for building, I left shouting and yielding. And now I'm in an industry of paper, My products are made and tied in a wrapper. The product is paper, Not so important like like gold or a skyscraper. I was sold to a child, He was a brat and behaved wild. He use to tear me, And use to make origami and fly me free. Please do save me, In any form, I'm in Because I'm a tree, Because I'm a tree. - ADS

Failure Is Important   Once upon a time, a man. Wants to acheive his goal, thinking he can. Started training for it breaking all cans, Got hundreds of wounds, cuts and tans. But, still use to run for success like a fan. Neither rested somewhere nor cooled by a tablefan. But, he continued trying till he can, Fail again and again, But, cleaned all muds and stain. Passed out physical and mental pain. And caught the re-trying train. Not knowing any language than his mother tongue, But, still is confident with a pair of air-tight lung. He fulfilled  his every wish, And now lives in countey speaking most English! -ADS

Rains On Street   Walk on a street on a rainy day, Just an umbrella nd you walk far away.Wearing short pants black and milky, Raindrops shining in the sky, bright and silky. Rain changing its directions to wet me, I too changing the direction of umbrella or simply just stand under a tree. Cars splashing brown water, I got some stains on my t-shirts quarter. Got home, wet and dirty, And abuses heard 10 to 30. Got a shower and sat wet with uncombed hair. Sister gave tea, to prove she can care.       (Imaginary) Grandpa told he did the same, playing with my head full of hair. Grandma tucking my shirts in, Observing that I'm getting thin. It wet a yelling day, Now, how to deal with mother please say? - ADS

Dude understood the value of food   Hello dude ! How are you ? Dude! I'm nice bro, have  you had your food ? No did, not still! Ok! So lets have have together and you will the bill, Ok! Bro so you just chill - pill Ok! As you say Mr. Will. (After having food) Oh! I'm full bro! You are wasting food, bro! I don't care let it go. No, you have to eat that, If I eat more, my stomach will become fat, Not about that! So, you think I should eat full of that, Yes, if you can't......give it to a needy, dog or a cat. Ok! As you wish! Never waster as per your wish, Because food is what you are hre from and you'll be the same, whatever you eat, bread or fish. Go on emotions, Not on my use of English! -ADS

Hope Of Life   A traveller stuck on the lands end, Is frightened, arrogant anf offend. Hoping for his life, god would lend. Remebering his family and building hope, Thinking of an idea, to rescue himself with a rope. Tried to hang with one hand. To remove things from his bag, a rope and a stand. Tied himself from a branch, Throwed on the corner of the cliff. Suddenly, heard an avalanche, Got stuck again and held the rope stiff. I don't know what happened then? He died or will write his experiences and pen. But, he didn't lost his hope, That gifted him his life's scope. -ADS

  All of me is you......Dad!        When I was nine, I was fat with curved line. I wanna be an officer, fit and fine, I wished to go to restaurants with officers and dine. But, now I deny, Because, I see my father's innercry, He goes everyday to his office, 60 kilometers away, He groom every morning with light-coloured shirts and ties-gay. Because, to live in this inflated world you should have a nice job-pay. He has no time to lay, Just, occupied so much like a tea-serving tray. But, still smiles and keep on repeating,  "I'm all okay!"  The smile is the mask of love's clay, That he does with us all night and day........               -ADS©

Awaited Dawn   In the dark night sky, I'm waiting for you to come and fly.  I'll be waiting for you until you come, On the wooden bench, still and firm.  Watching the people in cities and slum.  Listening the flutes and drum. Waiting for good the spark of light you'll pass,  And all'll shine up either a house or grass.  All'll heaten up, plastic or glass. Buk once you come all'll  be happy, All slyshes with sink, dark and sleepy.  You'll be welcomed with a music and ina  great lawn,  I'm waiting for you I'm waiting for a Stressless dawn. -ADS©

Space Fallacy There came a vacuum flying everywhere,  Got stuck in a corner, don't know anywhere !  Full of comet and stars to spear, No one to guide them or care. They continued splashing and making themselves spaghetti,  Ran so fast with fires toupee. Then came a miracle or a yeti, Everything changed into a galaxy,  Everything became fantasy.   When the first time sun shone. Some planets reflected and came to be known.  Still some comets are aloof,   Still searching for the proof. I don't know, because I'm a boy writing this poem under a small roof!  -ADS©