When Little Abhi was 6 years old He wanted to see the northern lights so he borrowed some money from children’s bank and boarded the fastest Europe flight
nobody picked him at the airport so he took an uber ride he ate at McDonald’s on his way traveled by trains and the subways
when he finally reached his destination awed at the beauty little Abhi sighed and said “Man! It’s been one hell of a ride” this is the place I’ll marry my bride
but then a moose attacked him and Little Abhi fucking died
Today, I’m excited to share the second part of My Lousy Poems.
Mind you, this part exceeds in lameness than the previous one😂 So brace yourself
1. A friend
He calls me “dude”.
I call him “bro.”
And off to this park I sometimes go. We talk with cheer. We talk with ease. We discuss our life, sports and the breeze.
He calls me “man”.
I call him “bud”.
And we joke around on almost every stuff. We talk. We speak. We chit. We chat. We talk of them, or this, or that.
He calls me “pal”.
I call him “friend”.
And on that man I can depend. I trust him well. He feels the same.
But, I never really asked his name.
2. Roses and Violets
Roses are blue, violets are red, everybody should stop judging, especially you
3. For a smile
Dear friend, it’s been some time
since I read your poems
I miss reading line after line
of thoughts with which I’m smitten.
Your words are sweet.
I enjoy the treat
of reading them all the time.
You’re deemed elite!
it’s quite a feat
for me to bring out this novice rhyme
You’re so intelligent. damn inspiring too
maybe I shall write some poetry for you.
Something short, hopefully light and airy
like fluffy feathers or wings of dove or fairy!
Hope this poetry can add that simple, sunny touch
enough to make you smile, thank you so much 🙂
4. High onLove
Baby you’re like honey, and I’m a fly Trapped in this sweet mess, I don’t wanna die Your lips are like water on the hot summer day I can’t stop drinking even if it sounds too cliche
Your existence is music to my ears, Tuned perfectly to kill all my fears your touch send shivers down my spine So after you leave I like to drink my red wine
I reach out, eager to express my love, only to discover all the words have been stolen Who directed this movie, I’m sure it must be Christopher Nolan oh, and these stars aren’t fixed in the sky, nor are they broken but surely I am so damn high
Hey, now that you’re finally with me I look and wonder at the vastness of sky and the sea How did I get here? you said to my surprise We were here the whole night, remember you said I was funny and wise
Hey creepy dude get away from me I was High yesterday and felt fancy free You’re not my boyfriend you’re just full of shit sorry to say but you’ve always been that dim wit
what do you mean baby girl yesterday we were on the dewy grass, rolling on the turf you said we don’t need any validation and hugged me so firm oh, but, now I get it, you and your dirty terms
5. Little Abhi and the Coronavirus
When Little Abhi woke one day, And donned his fluffy robe – Coronavirus made its way With pace across the globe.
It spread to China, Italy and Spain, The States, and the UK too – It travelled far by boat and plane For each and all to view!
He washed his hands and stayed inside, And over time at last – He found with thrill and delight “Coronavirus passed”.
And so Little Abhi lived to fight again – He shook his head and sighed.
But an asteroid crashed then. And everybody died.
Hope you guys are having a great time 😁 I’ll be back with more stupid rhymes.
I always dreamt of being a martial artist But I couldn’t hit a punch I wasn’t that fit, you know My body ached in doing a crunch
One day I thought of training my pets I called them in the meeting room To fulfill my foolish ambition But they didn’t seem excited maybe due to inhibition?
Still, I trained my cat in karate. My frog in kung fu. I made sure my hamster knew taekwondo.
I thought they’d be black belts soon made them watch TV; some Jason Statham movies, and films with Bruce Lee and Jackie.
I made them practiced their punches, their blocks, and their kicks until they were masters of martial arts tricks.
You’d think they’d be good now at least guarding my house, but, yesterday evening, they ran from my mouse.
Oh boy! He’s a crack-up, my mouse. I laughed at his prank. Do you think it’s weird that my mouse drives a tank?
PS: I’m not sure if you loved this little humorous poetry. Let me know your views in the comments section. I’ve tried writing something similar before. You can check out this poem ” Super Duck“. I hope you’ll find that one entertaining.