Some monsters are purple
Some are made of ham
Some monsters are scary
But I’m not one of them
Some monsters have eyes
As big as my skull
Some monsters are orange
But I am nearly dull
Some monsters have hands
That stretch far and wide
Some monsters speak languages
That I have not yet tried
Some monsters are gory
Chasing the smell of blood
Some monsters play with ghosts
While I play with mud
Why am I made like this?
Deprived of such joy
I’m not even a monster
Just a human boy
Month: March 2023
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I told my two tots three terrifying tales
About a tyrant tyrannosaurus with twiggy tails
They then tried to turn the tables
By treating me to thirty terrible fables
Double Chaos
If I could peek into your brain
And you could read my mind
So many unsettling things
We are sure to find
There’s only so much trash
That I can take of yours
If you take some of mine
Enjoy the double chaos
It’s a Trap
Don’t go to work now it’s a trap
Don’t put up with that kind of crap
Why hog and slog just like a dog
When you can sleep well like a log
To all the misters and the ma’ams
Don’t get married now it’s a scam
It’s over-rated and just no good
You’re better off living in the woods
Avoid school at all costs
Run from college no matter what
Go instead to a library my friend
Read and read for hours on end
Now I’ll tell you what’s really wrong
What I’ve been meaning all along
Don’t be born now be really smart
That’s when all the troubles start
Announcement
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Gone are the days when I used to smile
They’ve been replaced by periods of pain
The cheerful things after a while
Begin to decay and leave a stain
Another Kill
Betsy and I want to play
But there are no green grounds
We look left we look right
It’s just concrete all around
Dust, dust and only dust
Greet us wherever we go
No trees or flowers or even shrubs
Are within a mile or so
Is this why we have evolved?
Is this how we’re meant to be?
Puffing out giant clouds of smoke
Your nefarious factories
What development do you get
Looking out just for yourself
Think of all the plants and animals
Who can’t even cry for help
Repent, regret and mend your ways
There is plenty of time still
Choose carefully your next step
Before you make another kill
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Why would you tell me how to live my life?
Did I stir up any trouble? Cause you any strife?
I mind my own sphere oh yes I do
Why wouldn’t you do the same too?
Love Is A Feather
Love is a feather
Floating tenderly with the breeze
Falling in your palm
Often unexpectedly
Don’t hold it too tightly
Lest you crush it
Hold it lightly
Feel its soft touch
Caress it with affection
Examine it carefully
You could make out the dove
From whom this thing of beauty dropped
What is that dove but a collection of such feathers
One piece is in your hands
Be gentle and caring
It will stick to your palm
For as long as you want
It may seem small but believe me when I say
It is everything
The Shard
Look around you my friends
Look to your left, look to your right
Do you not see shards everywhere?
Human beings broken from the inside
Very little though shows on the surface
Pain beautifully disguised with smiles
It’s a gift I tell you
And we’re blessed with many more
We are the ones who carry hope in their souls
We are the ones who carry love in our hearts
Some of us even carry all the worries in their pockets
No other animal can claim such dignity
Can a turtle claim to carry affection in his shell?
Can a fox claim to carry anxiety in his tail?
Or can a butterfly claim to carry promise in her wings?
Nah, we are the pinnacle of evolution
We are bestowed with gifts that no bug, bird or beast can even dream of
But these gifts have come at a cost
We pay a heavy price for them
These gifts are so delicate and fragile that they tend to become a burden
Oh what a fine burden it is!
So carefully we must protect our hearts from breaking
Such great lengths we must go to to keep our hopes from fading away
Yet our hearts breaks
Yet our hopes fade away
When the heart breaks, the human breaks
When hope fades away, we feel robbed
We shatter like a piece of glass
Our fragments lie scattered on the floor
What good is a broken glass? Not much
But we, we pick ourselves up and carry on
Look around you carefully
Not one human will find intact
We’re all broken
We’re all shattered
We’re all shards
Smiling, trying rebuilding
Carrying on with what is left
What a magnificent structure a human is!
What a magnificent structure we all are!
Frank Solanki 