Fathers & Daughters, Mothers & Sons

Of fathers and daughters, mothers and sons
What can one say, in words but once?
What gifts can one give to such souls caring
When your existence is gift enough, glowing!
So tell them you love them and enjoy this nonce!

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Inspired by a friends poetry..
Express IT : Daddy s Girl-Love from the very 1st Start

Damn the Sinners!!

A drunk man flops down on a subway seat next to a priest. The man's tie is stained, his face is smeared with red lipstick, and a half empty bottle of gin is sticking out of his coat pocket. He opens a newspaper and begins reading. After a few minutes the guy turns to the priest....

His clothes are crumpled, his tie is stained,
Lipstick on his face, he drinks unrestrained,
"Father, what causes arthritis?" asks the atheist
"Sin, alcohol and wicked women", replies the biblicist
"Lord help the pope!, coz hes got it" says the man pained!!

"Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!"

This ones for Sinatra :)

Once stood a man on the Rostra,
Spelt music with beauty that rivalled Cleopatra,
Notes that could light up the night sky,
Bring memories sweet as pie
That man was Frank Sinatra

Limericks- This is how it began!

I recently took up writing limericks. Its very interesting (almost addictive ;) ). Now, I never imagined myself writing anything close to poetry, until I read my friend Rohit's blog (Rohit's Ramblings). That, coupled with his great advice on writing style, got me going. So I'd like to open up my Limerick tally on my blog, by writing a limerick on him. So here goes:


Hark ye, theres a great brain working,
Topics he is out seeking,
Thoughts at the speed of light,
What he's upto? ask you might
I think he's Limeric"king"!