My First Valentine

I ransacked my memory,
I was on an inspirational spree.
Could not find you anywhere,
Then deep down I saw you, yes you, thee.


Your flirtatious eyes,
Your flowing hair.
Your demanding lips,
Your danglings bare.


What a perfect bod,
You are sizzling hot.
Anything you may ask for, I can only nod,
So what if it’s a ride on the VRSCA V-Rod.


The nectarous carnations,
The 5 stars mellow.
The incarnate carnation,
The perfect fellow.


The name is Dunhill,
The smell is Desire.
The colour is Red,
We’ll set the world on fire.


The flowers are awesome,
Till eternity they shall blossom.
The smell is super awesome,
You are my Buttercup, you are my Blossom.


A flower for every hour,
I’m not the kind who’d take you to a bar.
You thought I’d come in a chauffer driven car,
Just like the fox, the grapes went sour.


A white Gladiola,
From bottom to top.
I’d love you full,
Without a stop.


Bodies intertwined,
We were swaying.
The beauty of the moment,
I could hear the angels praying.


If its true love,
I am always game.
Rinse me in fire,
There’ll be no end to the flame.


I’d fight death for you,
I’ll be your John Constantine.
You, my darling, yes you
Are my first valentine.



Love,
BOOKER
KEEP BOOKING!!!
04/03/2008

P.S: For I, the only other female I took on a date except my mummy!!!

The Girl In White

Fear in her eyes,
her messed up hair.
She stood alone in the barren lands,
unheard, uncared.

Her voice so was dull,
you just couldn't hear.
Her actions suggested,
to her, life wasn't fair.

The fury, the anger,
all in despair.
How would it feel,
thrown out of your very own lair?

She wanted to ask why?
She knew it wasn't right.
She felt like hitting herself.
Why did she go down without a fight?

She felt she had lost.
No hope, no respite,
and there she stood in the sand,
the girl in white.


Gudju(read: my sister) called me up one night when I was in Kota, preparing for IIT-JEE.
G: Bhai, kal ek poem deni hain yaar school mein koi competition hain.
H: Kyuu?
G: Compulsary hain
H: toh...
G: Bhai likh de naa tujhe toh thodi hi der lagegi....
H: Gudj kal test hain mera beta.
G: Bhai plz........le main Parku(read: my brother) ko phone de rahi hoon....woh likh lega.........

I had a picture postcard on my table from mocha.........
Next three minutes...Parku wrote as I spoke.........and after three minutes we had THE GIRL IN WHITE !!!