SCIENCE, MEDICAL, LAW, HUMOR, CHILDREN (Book) http://www.Writing.Com/main/books.php/item_id/957358 BRAIN WAVES Some waves are acoustic, some Electromagnetic; Some are engineered and some Simply automatic. But the waves emanating From brain, what type are they? Do they arise from within, Or come from far away? If the waves in our prayers Can reach Him instantly, Why can’t His thoughts or brain waves Come to us directly? S...[Read Full Post] Sat, 31 Mar 2007 00:33:30 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/492548 BLEEDING EARTH--award winner Gone are the days when verdant hue Covered my hills and plains. Gone are the days when rains fed the Rich soil in my bosom. The woods are gone, the trees no more Protect me from onslaught Of winds and storms and chemicals, That man has dumped on me. I feel dry inside, depleted Are my water reserves. My li...[Read Full Post] Sat, 07 Apr 2007 06:33:37 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/488674 SUICIDAL DEVELOPMENT Development is now The refrain of the world. At every seminar, This concept is now hurled. GDP must increase, So must the rate of growth. Let all else go to hell, As long as rise these both! In the name of such rise, The innocents suffer, Including the farmers, Who, produce, us offer. Full two suicides a day...[Read Full Post] Tue, 30 Jan 2007 04:57:01 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/484422 MOM AND SON, ABOUT DAD Mom, shall I too grow up one day? Yes, my son, certainly. As a bud becomes a flower, You too would be manly. Mom, when I do become a man, Shall I, like papa, smoke, And finish a Vodka bottle, Neat, in a single stroke? Son, you may, if you are going To be too bad a man. Smoking burns the inside of lungs. None ...[Read Full Post] Tue, 02 Jan 2007 14:25:50 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/474455 MIRROR, MIRROR, ON THE WALL Mirror, tell: Who’s beautiful? “Well you, of course, my queen. [If I say you are ugly I’d soon be a have been]”. Mirror, you are so truthful, I love you all the time. If I don’t believe in you, It would be such a crime! “[O ugly queen, you are but Simply a dirty bitch. Y...[Read Full Post] Mon, 04 Dec 2006 01:45:27 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/472916 SANTA’S ERRANDS Mom, how is it that Santa does Come only once a year? Every month I will love to be In his arms without fear. And when he comes, I would tell him, What he should bring next time. For each gift I would give him a Kiss and a nickel dime “But, son, don’t forget that he is So fat and he’s so old. C...[Read Full Post] Mon, 04 Dec 2006 00:38:56 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/472904 PINK ELEPHANTS AND CUSTARD Pink elephants eat custard, Seasoned with salt and mustard, And when they can’t eat some more, They lie down and sleep and snore. Their snoring is so much loud, It reaches a passing cloud, Causing a real cloud-burst, Of a kind that is the worst. Soon the whole ground is but mud. Then there is almost a ...[Read Full Post] Fri, 10 Nov 2006 04:23:42 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/467810 NATURE: a double acrostic Not till now in life of man Arrived a time when a Truth has been so well brought out. Unless the vile AIDS “flu” Retracts, then nature our Endangered will be sure. • This poem refers to the uncontrollable nature of AIDS epidemic and suggests that unless nature somehow retracts this epidemic on ...[Read Full Post] Wed, 27 Sep 2006 15:22:35 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/457670 MAN’S SELFISHNESS The trees and plants and grass are gone. Now no greenery is left. So much has man polluted earth, Of succour it’s bereft. The whales and seals look up to skies Entreating to the gods, Imploring them to save the earth, In spite of heavy odds. Man, oblivious of their plight, Has ready his spaceship, To go...[Read Full Post] Mon, 09 Oct 2006 09:36:04 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/455819 MY FIFTH BIRTHDAY PARTY: an acrostic My birthday party is my own Yearly happy event. Blessed are all those who can dance In a happy moment. Reality need not banish That which we can yet dream. However why should at all those Dreams impossible seem? After birthday parties thirteen, Years eighteen I would be. Papa would be that much ...[Read Full Post] Fri, 15 Sep 2006 02:43:45 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/454872 MOM, GIVE ME A PET Mom, you must give me a pet. A mouse will be just fine. In my pocket it can live And with me it can dine. But, Mom, I am afraid your Cat will give it a fright. Maybe I’ll prefer a black Cat instead of your white. But, mom, what shall I do if It’s afraid of the dog, That’s so tall and ferocious A...[Read Full Post] Sat, 16 Sep 2006 04:25:43 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/454466 A DOG’S PERSPECTIVE If I were a dog I would Overhaul the language. Man has taken for too long An unfair advantage. When a dog munches on a Bone that is so tasty; It would be called a hotman, No hotdog it would be. When a dog is hopeless and Turns nasty as he can; He won’t be son of a bitch, But, son of a woman. If ...[Read Full Post] Thu, 24 Aug 2006 22:25:45 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/450453 JOHN’S FART: a limerick John thought he was too smart And rode his apple cart. But the horse jumped, And puffed and thumped, John did so loudly fart. * A limerick: a light or humorous verse form in which lines 1, 2, and 5 are of 3 feet and lines 3 and 4 are of 2 feet with a rhyme scheme of aabba [Ref-- [Link: 'http://www.m-w.c...[Read Full Post] Sat, 11 Nov 2006 22:38:21 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/450218 SUICIDAL FORAYS This world is a sorry mess For all that I can see. Man is out to devour man, To kill others he’s free. He has killed environment And so many species. Global warming is, due to Pollution, on increase. Consumerist culture is Causing real havoc. Due to oil, water shortage, Man is running amoc. Politics of oil...[Read Full Post] Sun, 20 Aug 2006 22:10:21 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/449495 LET ME BE A CHILD AGAIN Let me be a child again, Free from the worldly woes. Let the world be shorn of thorns, And, simply, be a rose. Rosy earth and rainbow sky, Chasing the butterflies, Fairies playing with me when I lie down with closed eyes. Let me be a child again, With a heart made of gold; No greediness, no cunning, No intentio...[Read Full Post] Sun, 07 May 2006 07:17:45 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/424035 MOTHER, COME BACK Where are you, my mother, why Have you forsaken me? I don’t know your name or face. What an ignominy! I have seen other children, Caressed by their mothers. Why don’t, I too, have one who, On me, kisses, showers? All children avoid me and Cast on me nasty looks. They don’t play with me, nor they Le...[Read Full Post] Thu, 11 May 2006 00:30:55 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/423692 HIV HIV you will not win In breaking my spirit. You may be incurable, I would have none of it. For me you just don’t exist, I’ll go ahead in life, Though it may be verily Difficult, full of strife. I shall go on undeterred On the path that He chose. I won’t let the likes of you, To terror for me pose. Man may be a...[Read Full Post] Thu, 20 Apr 2006 00:28:26 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/420590 IN PRAISE OF VANILLA Of the flavors I know of While choosing ice-cream, I always choose vanilla, My one and only dream. No doubt it is tasty, yet, There are other factors; It is pure and plain, without Confusing detractors. No need to remember those Funny and fancy names, No need for remembering, Their contents, to take pains. One...[Read Full Post] Wed, 19 Apr 2006 13:48:37 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/420498 WHAT CAME FIRST? [Several questions, trivial and profound, and one absolute answer] What came first, chicken or egg? The square hole, or, the round peg? Which was first, hole or the wall? Why did Humpty Dumpty fall? Which came first, fall or the spring? Who was first, queen or the king? WhY did queen ask the mirror: Is there a fa...[Read Full Post] Mon, 17 Apr 2006 00:31:49 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/419992 A TO Z OF CHILDREN All around me I do find Beating of drums and hearts, Children enjoying their games, Dancing over their warts. Each of them, a true rascal, Farts every now and then. Grown ups simply do not know, Handkerchief they need when. In a small room are holed up Just a dirty dozen. Kitten are cleaner than them, Lovely they&#...[Read Full Post] Fri, 07 Apr 2006 10:21:14 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/417967 ISO 9001 I S O, nine thousand one, Marches with gay abandon. Industries and services Clamor for its auspices. I, a doctor turned lawyer, Was seduced by an offer From a training company Offering its litany. It was a five day long course, Not limited to discourse. There was plenty of course work, Enough to make one berserk. Each day...[Read Full Post] Sun, 26 Mar 2006 01:49:37 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/415362 HOW FAR COULD THE SEERS SEE? Graham Bell, O Graham Bell, Just look how a tiny cell Has today verily shown The door to the landline phone! Faraday, O Faraday, Did you ever know, some day, Nuclear facility Will give electricity? O Wilbur and Orville Wright, How could you have the foresight, That, in space, man would travel, And mysterie...[Read Full Post] Sat, 11 Mar 2006 12:36:19 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/412309 THE MOUSE IN THE HOUSE When you spot a mouse in the house, What is it that you do? You try to chase it all over, Till when you are all through. The problem is you think: “I am The owner of the house. How can I be challenged by this Tiny creature, the mouse!” But, ask the mouse and it will say: “The house belongs to m...[Read Full Post] Sun, 26 Feb 2006 01:48:16 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/409167 OH, THE PEOPLE YOU CAN SUE! Oh, the people you can sue, And make them their poor fate rue! You have got surgery done? Just a gold mine you have won. Sue the surgeon that he made Use of an infected blade. Sue the nurse, the injection, She gave in wrong location. Sue the poor anesthetist, The oxygen tube had a twist. Sue the physi...[Read Full Post] Wed, 03 May 2006 16:22:35 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/399080 THE JOGGER AND THE OX Once a Sindhi businessman, Truly like most of his clan, Went for business abroad, And, back home, new habits brought. Each morning he would get out, And in the park jog about, From one end to the other, Till his breath him did bother. While his muscles did he wield, A farmer in the next field, Noted the unfa...[Read Full Post] Fri, 13 Jan 2006 12:04:04 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/399055