Author: Frank Solanki

Making the world a better place one poem at a time.

Life Is A Test

~ Frank Solanki ~ 17 Comments

I don’t know if it’s true
But I’d like to tell you
That Life is one long test
For Heaven, do well
If you don’t, go to Hell
We just keep trying our best

Some of us get to cheat
This test is still hard to beat
We don’t know just what is right
By our elders we’re told
Lessons and sermons are sold
But nothing can prepare us quite

There’s no escaping from it
Even if you wanna quit
Every moment you’re losing breath
I’ll leave it up to you
Do what you can do
Time is over now. Welcome Death

When I Cut My Nail Too Short

~ Frank Solanki ~ 24 Comments

When I cut my nail too short
It hurt me
But I knew I was not alone
When I caught a cold
It hurt me
But I knew I was not alone
When I broke my leg
And couldn’t walk for months
It hurt me
But I knew I was not alone
When I broke my heart
And couldn’t talk for months
It hurt me
But I knew I was not alone
When I gambled my money away
And was left with very little
What was left was hurt
But I was not alone
When I fell into depression
And turned to alcohol
It hurt me inside
But I was not alone
When I cut my wrists
In a moment of insanity
It hurt me
But I was not alone
When I fell asleep
After a brief, funny day
It hurt me
But I was not alone

Whenever I was broken
Whenever I was cut
Whenever I was shaken
I was always hurt
But I knew I was not alone
I was not alone

In every corner, every cube
Of this insignificant planet
There was a soul
Equally broken and bare
I felt their pain everytime
Just as they felt mine
We are all sad and lonely
We are all alone
Yet we are not

Karma

~ Frank Solanki ~ 17 Comments

All my friends are old or dead
No young man talks to me
No young girl offers me a smile
Just disdain and sympathy
That’s what I did when I was young
To people who were weak and old
Now Karma’s come to chew me raw
Karma is a bitch, I’m told

Singularity

~ Frank Solanki ~ 12 Comments

I need Darkness
To surround me
I need Silence
To envelop me
There’s order, there’s chaos
Bursting, bubbling
Inside of me
I’m about to
Burst out
In an endless sea

I need quiet
A sign
The intervention
Of divine
I can’t hold it, I can’t keep it
Any longer
Inside of me
I’m all over
But I’m nowhere
Nothingness

To be born
They’re pushing
Time and Space
They’re pushing
I feel heavy, I feel empty
Calm down, slow down
They’re not listening
Here I come
Explosion
Here I go

A Simple Song

~ Frank Solanki ~ 13 Comments

Some songs bring you happiness
Some songs they make you sad
Some songs revive old memories
Some songs are a passing fad

Some songs you want to dance to
Some songs stick inside your head
Some songs they make you hum along
Some bring back the feelings dead

But there’s a song nobody’s heard
For nobody has written it yet
If you manage to ever write it
I’ll forever be in your debt

All I need is a simple song
A song I can sing all day
A song that brings back people to life
Yes, all those who have passed away

Then upon her grave I’ll sing
This song that overturns death
Till her heart pumps blood again
Till her lungs are full of breath

Death Could Come Any Minute

~ Frank Solanki ~ 18 Comments

Get someone to cure me
Bring me the finest men
Show them my aching body
Save me from my end
Whatever drugs they write
I’ll consume them all
Just as they prescribe
Before my heart will fall
Throw whatever money
Throw away my wealth
Nothing is of use to me
Without my goddamn health
O’ Doctors, come and help me
Cure me — I stand before you
Death could come any minute
And do your healing job for you

Dani Picks A Gun

~ Frank Solanki ~ 12 Comments

Offer her a diamond
Offer her some peace
Offer her anything, anyone
But Dani picks a gun

Offer her consolation
Offer her some dolls
Offer her a shot at justice
But Dani picks a gun

Offer her a remedy
Offer her some fun
Offer her a new life
But Dani picks a gun

A Bot Invited Me To Dinner

~ Frank Solanki ~ 9 Comments

A bot invited me to dinner
I was taken aback, you know
After deliberating, I said, “Sure.”
It replied, “Is it Yes or Nos?”

I arrived at the place a bit early
Dressed aptly for the occasion
All the time I was thinking
How to strike a conversation

Some time later it said, “We’re sets.”
As he laid the dishes and plates
All I saw were nuts, bolts and cogs
As it smiled, “Boy, I can’t waits.”

22nd Century Wife

~ Frank Solanki ~ 19 Comments

She has no expectations
She will make no accusations
She just does what she’s been told
She makes delicious breakfast
She will never break my earned trust
She will never ever get old
I never see her brag
I never hear her nag
She’s the kind of purchase
That is almost perfect for your life
A robot wife, a robot wife
…
She will never ever be fake
She will see through all your mistakes
She never tells me that I’m wrong
Life with her is pleasant
She will never need no presents
She even sings my favourite song
She loves me selflessly
She obeys so endlessly
Once I made the purchase
I relinquished my human wife
My robot wife, my robot wife
…
Of course she needs some repairs
But those are really minor affairs
Compared to all the gains you get
She will address you as — My honey
She is easy on the money
I haven’t had a complaint yet
I sympathize with you
If you’re not sure what to do
Go on make a purchase
To wipe out all the tensions in your life
With a robot wife, with a robot wife

Binary Bits

~ Frank Solanki ~ 8 Comments

A wise man once asked
“Is war ever lost or won?”
A wise bot replied
“Depends. Is it 0 or 1?”