A MESSAGE

Dear friends, I am still firm on NOT USING FACEBOOK, ORKUT, TWITTER and SKYPE. If i ever change my mind I certainly will let you know. Those of you who want to get in touch with me certainly can leave a message in any of my blogs.

I blog to write, I DONT USE MY BLOGS FOR ANY KIND OF COMMERCIAL/BUSINESS PURPOSES . Though just like any persons who writes I too will love to see my works published but ....

I update these three blogspot blogs atleast once a month and the four wordpress blogs almost every day, so any one can check on these blogs to confirm if I am still in blogsphere: http://suryagni.blogspot.com; http://suryakana.blogspot.com; http://agnitrisha.blogspot.com; http://magicthought.wordpress.com; http://mydomainpvt.wordpress.com; http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com; http://mycybernovels.wordpress.com ...... sharmishtha basu (25.12.2010)


In the end i will request all my regular readers to just take a look in this piece of writing, so they act a little more cautiously.

http://agnitrisha.blogspot.com/2009/08/trolls.html



Showing posts with label humour. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humour. Show all posts

Monday, January 31, 2011

monkeys

a cozy bunch of monkeys
lived up floor from me once
a chirpy herd quite funky
dwelled on my roof top once.

their days started prior dawn
as I laid snuggled and comfy
they opened their beady eyes at dawn
got active like a bunch of zombie.

One minute they were thump thump
the other minute they were squealing
then they will start to hop and jump
sometimes they will go rolling.

for years I tried to convince them
my rooftop is not their home
I will be so glad to see the last of them
if they will kindly return to their home.

Then one day they disappeared in thin air
I woke up sans their jumping and sound
as if some angel heard my prayer
vanished em with a single whiff of her wand.

Sharmishtha basu
19 .1.11

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Mister Owl

Mr. Owl thought he was wise
Mr. Owl thought he was nice
So he decided for himself
He deserved a dainty bride.

He went out to search
He searched high and low
Finally his choice zeroed
On pretty Miss Finch.

“Now, now Miss Finch,
You chirp too loud
You jump too high
You sing and fly too much!”

“Oh my dear, how can I convince?
Pretty little girls
Don’t act like this.
Do change yourself completely.”

Every time they met
He made Miss Finch flinch
His sarcasm quoted wisdom
Made her eyes wet.

She flew away to brighter lands
Now Mr. Owl sits brooding
His world is colourless, silent
His nights are spent without winks.

Sharmishtha basu
24.08.10

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Mr. wise 18.09.10
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Mr wise
was looking
for
bride charming
who could gracefully
match his stride
he looked high and low
all were shallow
soon he realized
life has flown by
and he wasted it
looking for perfect bride.

Sharmishtha basu
18.09.10

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Binky and Stinky

Binky is an old
all shriveled up monkey
he has a strange ally
a young Turk named stinky.

together they run havoc
every where they go
when binky’s slyness fails
to get what he wants.

he hands over the charge
to energetic stinky
he uses his animal power
to complete the wreck.

every one crosses his heart
when he sees binky n stinky
sitting on a branch
lost in heart to heart chat.


Sharmishtha basu
21.09.10
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This is a familiar scenario in Indian politics and sometimes in career world too; once in a while we can see it nearby us too in people we come across every day. An old man and a young man (you can replace it by woman) gang up together- one’s brain and other’s strength can bring havoc or tremendous success. Depends on what they want to accomplish.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

The princess and the frog

Junior mister froggy
Was mommy’s pet
Mommy called him
“My darling prince.”
When he crooned
His froggy melodies
Mommy was always there
To applaud and cheer him.

With time he grew up
Became a big frog
Still he was mommy’s
Darling, her pet.
He went out for adventure
To slay dragons
To conquer lands
To win a princess for himself.

Soon he saw a princess
Playing by her fountain
He went up to her
“Kiss me, I am a prince.”
The princess saw a frog
Heard him going “Ribbit”
She ran away screaming
“Mommy mommy come quick!”

Our prince was undaunted
He followed her to her palace
Soon he found her out
Sitting in her room
He clambered up to the windowsill
“Kiss me now! Quick!”
The princess pushed him out, he hollered
“I will be back!”

Sharmishtha basu
22.08.10
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Musings 10.09.10

A pretty princess
Pretty as a picture.

Melodious as a lark
Fragrant as a rose

Won the fancy of a toad.

The toad asked for a kiss
The princess obliged.

He turned into a prince
They lived happily ever-after.

That’s what the story says.

What if he dint changed?
It has not been a fairytale.

Sharmishtha basu
10.09.10