This is my first attempt at poetry that I could not publish on Facebook due to character-limit on messages. You see, after losing Blog-a-ton by "mere 6 votes", I am thoroughly frustrated; and, like a modern-day Devdas, I have taken to poetry. I would have preferred alcohol, but I am born in a religion that abhors alcoholism. To make that worse, I ended up in a job that doesn't leave much in my bank. I am in an exotic place called Cyprus as I blog this - and headed for Dubai for another deal. With nothing much to do, I am also reflecting back at the absolute partisanship behavior of the fellow-bloggers who refused to vote for my post, outrageous though it was!! But, that is for later...
Below is the poem, initially "designed" for my Facebook friends....
THIS IS A TEST MESSAGE
Oh my dear friends!!
Your anger will hit a new high
My poetry may make you cry
Between Turkey and Cyprus
There's a great wall
That may never fall!!
Oh Gandhi!! I recall your adviszus
As I get ported to Dubai from Cyprus
For a deal as old as Tyrannosaur-Rex
I am back to ONE Gandhian principle
Of ABSTINENCE, and that's from marital sex
My poetry is not great
Nor is it the best
My FB friends will advise on net-iquette
Others will say "Don't irritate"
THIS CHAIN-REACTION I WANTED TO TEST
CONTRIBUTE FOR A HUMANITARIAN CAUSE: If you feel that the absurdity of this poem will make other poets feel proud of themselves, you can promote this post here or here or here...
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