Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Her Majesty The Queen

She rushed inside her quarters
A lady and a knight
Would she be the delicate?
Would she lead them to the fight?

She'd ignored it far too long
She felt fear at death
Her heart stormed
Her head hurt
What if she was no good at it?

She closed her eyes to fight the tremor
And a picture materialized
The lands burnt to cinder
The innocents brutalized

She had to fight for all of them
She had to stand up and be
Acknowledge who the hell she was
There was no room for anxiety

So she listed her resources
Cool precision, steady strategy
She had made her share of mistakes
The greatest was hesitancy

She knew her strength and weakness
She had an army on her side
Who she believed in
On who she could rest her life

At the head she placed herself
A coward wasn't the one to lead
As the army surrounded to protect to death
Her Majesty The Queen

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Deprivation Vs Depravation

I see it in the leers
I hear it in the jeers
A playboy is not so much a gigolo
As a hottie may be a slut
Call 'him' whatever you want to
The world will view it as anything but
If even rapes can be blamed on both
And both can be victimized
Why is a girl's rep so much more in jeopardy
If her sex life gets publicized
Not like she spends every day
Pinching guys' butts
Or calling them a tasty piece of ass
When did we girls accept
To let this discrimination pass
Sex is just that
Not the monopoly of just one
Let them do what the heck they want to
Its their will
Let them have their fun
There's a world of difference
In will vs force
That makes all the difference
Between Deprivation and Depravation

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Personality Contest @ UICT

I'm the devil in disguise
And my friends would agree
Torturing people cause I can
Is not a stretch for me

How else would a guy
Be chased around a stage
With a whip in the hand
Of a girl who could have her way?

How else would a guy
Be made to jump around and prance
In his hand a fairy wand
So he could do the fairy dance

Maybe a three foot baby doll
Incongruous with a six foot man
As he tried to ask me
For my very cynical hand

A girl held her gun to the head
Of a disbelieving guy
Told him to shut the f* up
Or she'd blow his brains sky high

The flavors of a condom
One poor guy went on to explain
To spread AIDS awareness
Knowledge of product was his aim

One had to decorate himself with lipstick
One shed light on the alternative use of balls
Besides handy biceps,
He used them for - ahem!
He had some gall ;)

Now you might wonder what was my hand in this
Where did this happen, you might fret
It was at my college Personality Contest
Which I helped arrange ;)
Which I don't think I'm ever likely to forget :)

I must admit

I must admit it now
The world is getting scary and how

Ladies gifting politicians chuddies
Illiterates trying to solve our worries

Jail being like finishing school for politics
Or rather where they hang out for kicks

Twin elephants Vs the Gators
Once the votes come in
There are the 'I'll see you laters'

Minorities like targets waiting
Vote bangers never quitting complaining

Insanity needs an antidote
Before half of us go in to vote

I must admit
I need to stop writing this shit

And register as a voter
Not like the world can get any madder
(or can it?)

A Healthy Sense of Humor

A healthy sense of humor
Will not give one a tumor
May give one a spasm
But will save from one black chasm
May send one a bit higher
As the heart thus inspired
May do a jig and guffaw
But laughing is not against the law
Laugh and thou shalt be redeemed
Is a commandment by me
Self expression ain't a crime
Ridicule everyone in time
Life does it anyway
Be he straight or be he gay
He'll be laughing if he may
Do the hell what he wants
Stick one finger up in the air
Prance about like a clown
And laugh merrily 'I don't care'
As long as no one's getting hurt
I'll fulfill my tryst with mirth ;)

Saturday, February 14, 2009

The Devil Loves Me

I can't explain it
I don't know what to say
Its not normal
Its downright creepy
5 times he's come
5 times he's claimed to love me
I have not run
I have not simply stood
I have loved him back
I have given him a chance
And he's not let me down
He's redeemed himself
Am I to love the devil?
Is the devil the on who loves me?
Why do I not scream in terror?
But feel a thill down my spine
At the ultimate bad boy
Hotter than hell
Fallen angel
Am I to sleep with a smile on my face
As I wonder if I'll dream once more
That The Devil Loves Me