What’s the point
In celebrating birthdays?
I did it last year
And the year before that
It’s getting predictable
And repetitive
…
What’s the point?
I’m moving a step closer
To my final destination
Have I found my purpose?
Have I done my bit?
Is it worth celebrating?
…
What’s the point?
I’m only getting old
My body isn’t the same
Can’t seem to remember a lot
It’s lonely and depressing
Nobody’s even wished me yet

…
Wait a minute
Is it even my birthday today?

Let me check the calendar

Oh… it’s not today. Dang!

Life suddenly became quite pleasant

I’m the smartest human
There ever has lived
That’s what my mother tells me
That’s what I’ve always believed
Mathematical equations
Are just a piece of cake
Even those cipher codes
Too hard for you to break
I’ve invented the teleporter
Time travelling machine
So many other devices
That nobody has ever seen
I have got a robot
That does what I want him to do
But I’m yet to make a tool
To measure my own IQ
Yes, I am a genius
I hope I was quite clear
I don’t like to brag
Don’t tell nobody I’m here

I’m the fastest human
I run at a lightning pace
It’s just that I have never
Bothered to run a race
I can swim a mile
In ten seconds or maybe less
Take the same amount of time
To beat you in a game of chess
I can play football
But it never appealed to me
I can make shaolin soccer
Look quite ordinary
All these games are boring
A complete waste of time
Why don’t they have Olympics
For making two words rhyme?

I was writing a poem
While cleaning my teleporting machine
A few moments later
I was next to a spacecraft’s engine
Three, two, one
I heard the dreaded countdown
A few moments later
I went flying out of town
The engine was burning hot
I was going to burst like a balloon
A few moments later
I found myself on Earth’s moon
Fellow astronauts were shocked
To see a stranger with a broom
A few moments later
I teleported back inside my room
The poem I was writing
I could not trace it anywhere
Wait a minute
Did I forget it up there?

Photographers have it so easy
A picture speaks a thousand words
I’m struggling to get to hundred
So I’ll drop my pen for a camera
Click several fine pictures
And there, my very first novel

With a thinking shovel I dig
Ideas in my head
Out come words, small and big
Upon a thoughtful bed
I never knew physics or math
Law or geometry
I only learnt to dig up words
To form a poetry

Hey girls, you can be what you want
Anything and everything
But don’t be like Elena
She’s a drama queen
…
Elena is a real pain
She can be quite mean
She thinks I’m ugly
Dressed up for Halloween
We broke up last week
Now she’s with another guy
While I’m fighting the blues
Oh, it makes me cry
I can be childish
In my own ways
But that don’t mean she stops
Talking with me for days
Right now I am hurt
Wishing she was with me
While she may have forgotten
What we used to be
…
So girls you can be what you want
Anything and everything
But don’t be like Elena
She’s a drama queen

I left the window open
And off I went to sleep
My mind was still quite active
In a slumber all too deep
And in my dreams I saw
All creatures, big and small
Entering through my window
Some I can’t recall
I saw a genie and a frog
Who claimed to be my wife
I thought I saw God and
Death came to take my life
I partied with a monster
I flirted with a thought
Saw day turn into night time
Enjoying myself a lot
That was as much as I
Can recollect and remember
It was like me sleeping
From January to December
When I woke up in the morning
The window was well shut
The creatures were all waiting
It was a dream but…

I left the window open
And a monster came in
Then the monster began
Multiplyin’
First there were two
Then three and then four
Soon there were so many
I couldn’t keep the score
I didn’t know what to do
With so many monsters in sight
So I turned on the music
And we partied all night

I left the window open
And death came in
With a weighing scale
For my virtues and my sins
I checked the clock. It was
A quarter past two at night
My wife was sleeping next to me
So I didn’t turn on the lights
Death granted me a final wish
As she forced me up from my bed
I grabbed the opportunity
“Can you take my wife instead?”