Sitting alone in my room , I wonder aloud
what have I done in my life to be proud.
Yes I have had my share of success and joy
but heart in heart i'm nothing but a presumptous boy.
I am celebrated in my family as the destined one !!
Sure to bring fame to the clan by the time he's done.
Friends? Oh I have many with whom I had lots of fun,
enemies too quite a few at such a young age had I won.
The story of my life is a wierd and long,
two decades old and I have already smoked up bong!
I like poems which are short and happening,
but following grammer is not my thing.
Why I have to write this poem I have no idea,
but share it I will in all kinds of social media.
Goodbye for now as I think I have bored you enough
hopefully next time you will get to read some interesting stuff !!
------- Ravi Teja Palla
P.S. : my first poem in this blog :D , not a very serious effort as you can see, strewed together some random thoughts into some rhyming flow of words ( at least attempted). Be free to give your views and reviews.
You bored the hell
ReplyDeleteout of me,
still I am writing
this comment for free
Since you ended your poem
On a hoping note
Like a sinking person
wanting to float
So next time when you decide
To write
Do send me a prior invite
So that even by luck or chance
I am saved from having a glance :D