Your Drum

Your Drum

I came across this poem in early 2010(and copied it to my notebook then). I don’t know the author.   (Waste no time gossiping it doesn’t pay!)Many people are always poking their noses in other people’s affairs for nothing. Play your own drum,No one else,Can...

My Slimy and Slippery Roommate

She, gentle and shy, Shy as a fawn, Thrives at night, And disappears at dawn.   Hides on my sighting, And emerges on my leaving, Climbs the walls, With undaunted glee.   Shiny and slimy, Swift and helpless, S**ts and desecrates, Every hallowed space.  ...

I cannot stop musturbating

All my life, I have been musturbating.   I must pass this exam. I must pass that Interview. I must get that girl. I must talk to that guy. I must win that tender. I must be a millionaire by a certain age. I must marry by a certain age. She must treat me well. She...