Thursday, February 7, 2008

A Solicitation ….

Every time I hear this earthy chime
I find the humming bees more sublime
For they are free to take a nifty ride
unlike us who have scruples to abide

Frivolling is my favourite pastime
But here its an unforgivable crime
Am I a victim of chronic procrastination?
Or is it just a gateway to salvation?

Oh lord! I implore your majesty
fit me in with this partisan dynasty
I wish I could learn nothing but to mime
the Art of weaving the yarn of time

2 comments:

Pankaj said...

i like this one more.
why do men have to do all those things which others are happy without.
why are we bounded by our own customs.
great point to ponder over.
hope you find out soon (and then pen a poem out of it)

~$.w.e.e.T.y~ said...

Nice wokk...
Though a bit difficult to understand....
it's amazing!!!!


-sweety