Hide And Seek – Part 1/13

There was a little boy
Who carried Darkness in his pocket
For Darkness was
The only friend he had ever known
The boy never stepped out
Of a dingy little unlit room
In the middle of a serene green field
All he ever did with Darkness
Was play Hide and Seek
Darkness was unwilling
To play any other game
And he was unwilling
To hurt his friend
For Darkness was
The only friend he had ever known
Though he wasn’t happy;
For the sake of his friend
He was content

There was a little girl
Carved out of Light
Who spread love wherever she went
For she was born for no other cause
All the folks beamed
At the very sight of her
For they knew the purpose of her visit
Some called her Sunflower
For bright flowers blossomed in her trail
Some others called her Sunshine
As she cheered birds to sing
She, though, liked Sparkles the most
She kept herself quite busy
For she had a lot of places to go
And a lot of love to spread
But she never grew tired
For she was born for no other cause
And she was happy

I May Forget

I may forget to text you
Forget to call when I’m away
But never forget to love you
Even for a single day

I forget sometimes to hold you
Whisper sweet nothings in your ear
But I never forget to love you
Isn’t that right, my dear?

I may forget our first dance
Forget to kiss you good night
But I will never forget to love you
My dear, isn’t that right?

I may forget your birthday
Our anniversary and what-not
But I’ll never forget to love you
Love and love you a lot
I may forget who you are
Your memory and your thought
But I’ll never forget…
But I’ll never forget to… um… uh…

Genetics

All the wisdom that I’ve gained
All the lessons that I’ve learnt
From the mistakes that I’ve made
From the errors that I’ve done
I can only keep it to myself
I cannot pass it to my son
He intends to make his own mistakes
He intends to have his fun
I remember talking just like that
When my Daddy told me, “Son,
Do whatever you have to do
But never marry anyone.”

Arrested

Late last night I was caught
Taken to a country spot
Where they’ve built a brand new prison
Put me in for no reason
It is not what I deserve
A lifetime sentence I must serve
Take on many responsibilities
Marry, have kids, and other duties
Other captives are so glad
Have they all been turning mad?
Who would like to live this scare?
Live a life that’s full of care?
I just want to be who I am
I don’t want to be like them
I wanna get out of this jail
Run away and leave no trail
I must take care to play my cards
There’re so many security guards
On the job 24×7
Calling this place ‘A little heaven’
But no, I’m never buying that
This is worse than ‘Earth is flat’
They’re trying to have their way with me
No judge, no trial, no jury
Give me a little bit of time
I’ll absolve myself of this crime
Then this trauma will be over
And I’ll end up with no lover

A Club For The Lonely

Across the street, next to a mall
Behind a grand old steeple
They formed a little club, you see
For all the lonely people

At the entrance stood a giant sign —
FOR ALL THOSE WHO ARE LONELY
“Yes,” I said, “that is perfectly me
But I sure hope I’m not the only.”

As I walked in and opened the door
I found the receptionist missing
Through the window, I peeked outside
A couple there they were kissing

I let out a sigh and it echoed ’round
A thousand times in my ears
So I grabbed a chair and prayed and hoped
That somebody soon appears

The window offered joyous scenes
Like the one I mentioned before
So I turned around and faced the wall
Saying, “I can’t take it anymore.”

Hours passed staring at the wall
With Time so slowly crawling
But not a sound of a footstep on
The cracked floor I heard falling

It wasn’t long before I came
To realise I was the only
Soul to enter this lifeless place
Nothing’s ever felt so lonely

There and then I made a vow —
No one should go through what I went
Created a detailed subscription form
And declared myself president

Dr. Love

For many diseases they have found cure
About this disease nobody’s sure
Don’t worry, folks — just come to me
When you are blind, I’ll make you see
I’m Dr. Love

When you are struggling with sleepless nights
Your mind’s clogged up with tiffs and fights
I’m the hope when you have none
In a minute or two your treatment’s done
I’m Dr. Love

Don’t be afraid, just let me check
Next time you’re sick, you would be back
You can pay me when Peace arrives
I’m not making money, just saving lives
I’m Dr. Love

Give me your number, give me your problem
Or you can call me, I’m gonna solve ’em
When you’ve fallen deep down the well
I’m gonna pull you out of the hell
I’m Dr. Love

You’re sick with love, so where are you?
Outside my door there is no queue
Don’tya think Love is the worst disease?
I beg you to think twice, pretty please
I’m Dr. Love

If The Earth Was Flat

If the Earth was flat
And we were on a corner each
Then I’d get to the other end
Just to be with you
Even if I had to run
Walk, swim or crawl
I’d get to the other end
If the Earth was flat

Alas the Earth is round
And you are right next to me
Telling me to do this
Ordering me to do that
With your usual mood-swings
Playing in the background
It’s on days like these
I wish the Earth was flat

Time Manipulator

What is time?
Is time an illusion?
Is time real?
Does time’s arrow only move in one direction? Forward?
Can it be bent?
Can time be altered?
Can time be played with?
Is time-travel possible?
Can we travel to the past? Future?
What is time?

So many great minds have thought about it
But none have managed to answer any of it
But you, you are different
You are special
Time is your toy
You can manipulate it as you wish

I know this because I am reading your text
‘5 minutes away’
That you sent me an hour ago
And I am still waiting for those 5 minutes of time to pass

Frank From The Future

I built a little time machine
Like I’ve done so often before
Though this one really worked
I soon found myself in the future
A bit old and wrinkled
Feeling unexcited
I decided to play a prank
And call my teenage self
From the past
To see how it works out
I dialled his number (or my old number)
It rang for a long time
Eventually, someone did pick up
I said, “Howdy, Frank. I am Frank from the future.”
And he said (or I said)
“Sorry, not interested.”
As he disconnected the call
Damn, that is so me!

The Boy Who Cracked Fat Jokes

There was once a little boy
Who thought cracking jokes was a toy
So he cracked jokes on everyone
Especially on fat ones

But as he put a pun on it
His tummy grew bit by bit
When he realised it was too late
His tummy went to round from straight

All his jokes came back to bite
He started living in a terrible fright
He stopped eating, did some exercise
The tummy showed no compromise

He sighed and hoped and prayed and screamed
That this was all just a silly dream
But his tummy felt oh so real
With which he didn’t know how to deal

So he asked a mate of his
“How should I even deal with this?”
His mate said, “There is one thing you could do
“Crack jokes on skinny people too”

With that he felt even more confused
His friend left him oh so bemused
And still today he is standing there
Lost in thought, filled with despair