Point of View Poetry.....who am I ?

WHO AM I ?
(from bhaskarbenjamin's poetry series)

O my god !
Am I Omar ?

An idea drove home
I may Be Homer !

I shake with fear ,
at the thought.... that I am William Shakespeare!

But are my words of any worth ?
Sometimes I think I am William Wordsworth !

In the game of life I cant win a cent
Often I think I am Van gogh Vincent !

I have often won Oscars... in my dreams that are wild
Who knows, I might have been Oscar wilde !

I paint with a passion, but they never pick me , an ass’ole

Many friends privately agree, I could be Pablo Picasso !

I am earnest, don’t hem or hedge my way
Is it possible that I am Ernest Hemingway !

I am an angel, my calculation is always macro
Admirers believe I am Michael Angelo !

I am a lord and master of estate that is barren
And a thought often occurs, that I may be Lord Byron !

In the ARTY circles, I carry a tag of a bore
But few friends think : I may have been Tagore !

How can this be ? How can this be true ?
That I am all these great men, yet simply bhaskar ...bhaskar who ?

But in me is the seed that will one day bud, Ha!
I shall flower, yes I shall flower, into A Gautam Budha !!!

Humor Poetry.....Absolutely Absurd !

If....and why !!!

( from bhaskarbenjamin-in-verse..... http://bhaskarbenjamin.wordpress.com)


If the crow crows….
If the dog dogs…..
If the kid kids……
If the police polices…..
If the guard guards….
If the jest jests…..
Why cant simple human…. be simple human !?!

Poetry in Life Is Poetry Of Life !

Humor Poetry....I am your President !

I am Your President

I am your president...said one baritone voice
I shall take you out of trouble... come on...make your choice !

Elect me...I am a nationalist...a rationalist and a true servant !
Motherland is my first love... and this love is ...well...constant!

If you wish to be safe... you want to be rich..... and you want to progress
...then I am your man......vote for me...dont just make any second guess !

Listening to this baritone...one jobless beggar said:
...."You and me are so alike....... but you beg for votes...instead"

"....I beg to eat....then go to my pipe ....and enter the land of dreams
but ...dear sir...... .... you beg..... just to achieve....
these impossible pipe dreams !"

Nature Poetry.....Rains and Riches

Rains and Riches

You sure have missed something
if
you wait for the rain to stop...
and
you just want to see the rainbow

You sure have missed the romance
of
the falling rain !

This fantasy
and
the fable
that there is a pot of gold
at
the end of the rainbow....

if it excites you ...
then you sure have
missed something !

In it truest sense
rainbow should appear
before
the rain...
then
at its end
there would be:
not only a pot of gold
but
a shower of rubies
and
gems
and diamonds !

there are no better riches
than
singing the song
of rain !!!

Nature Poetry......Garden Games

GARDEN GAMES



This time I saw a bougainvillea bush
Swaying and swinging in the breeze
I saw more than the twigs and thorn
Pink-red flowers and dancing leaves

What I saw in the garden when
This time a bougainvillea swung and swayed
A fancy duel was being enacted
A naughty little game, being played !

Wind armed with invisible tricks
And an all-pervading open-armed embrace
Pinned down the healthy bush
Which, not worried, went down with grace

And mighty wind, greatly pleased with this
Released its hold of the armless hug
The bush, equal to the challenge, bowed
Back as if with a gentle shrug

And then to tease the erstwhile conqueror
Leaves of the bush made a flirting dance
Then wind came back with a stronger force
Now it seemed, the bush didn’t stand a chance

This alternating win and loss
This leafy flirt and faceless toss
Went on for an hour and quarter
And unknowingly made me smarter

This time someone made me see
A rare , new kind of beauty !!

Great Indian Recipes....!!! The Academic Fudge

"THE ACADEMIC FUDGE"

Take a lad who is bright
with an average or over IQ
peel off his creative urges
put him in a scholarly stew

then boil this green ingredient
for full term of secondary years
...now dip him in the UNIV.
to cool off his remaining fears !

now...take out this fully
schooled lump of a man
and marinate in the PHD
to unlearn whatever he can !

you now have a ready teacher
who tastes like an academic sure
and if your processing was thorough
you can bet he is 99% pure !!!

then take this rich scholar
make him teach a few classes
these would be a wooden cask for sure....
he'll mature...as do molasses !

when fermentation is over
when he has taught for fifteen years
... you now have a greying species
who by books and papers swears !

now this middle aged preparation
is ripe to become a professor
and if the 'yeast' has succeeded
he'll be the VC's successor !

One note of caution .....!
is a must for this recipe :
never leave it in the open air
....keep it covered by some 'degree' !