I've been thinking lately, if I'm hosting some creature in my brain,
They don't hurt my really but sometime I do feel a little pain.
They have been ailing me, biting me in the night while I'm asleep,
My nose would start to tickle and they would try to come out and peep.
My ears would start burning, as if somebody's pierced them with a fork,
I would open my eyes slowly and they'd come out of me and gawk.
My, small they are in size, with antennae and limbs and a huge head,
I christened them 'The Ants', observed them closer and went back to bed.
I woke up in the morn, dressed up myself and went to my classes,
And up and down they went whispering to me some irksome phrases.
Back I came home, tired, and tried to cook some Tikka Masala,
But those meany little thingy made me have some toasts with Nutella!
And then I've had enough,
"What on Earth do you want?" I asked the ants,
"I haven't been sleeping, leave me alone and let go of the pranks!"
But the ants kept biting annoyingly, yet they responded me,
"You've been keeping us locked and now it is time you let us go free.
We used to be your pets and you used to let us travel and roam,
Through your pen on your pad, we were best of friends and never alone.
And then there came the time, older you grew and started your own life,
We were all forgotten and all you cared about was 'Nine-to-Five'.
Time and tide wait for none, but we waited a long time for you,
We want you back with us again, so decide what you would do."
I lost my pen and pad since long, but I've got my laptop and blog,
Perhaps they will leave me alone, those silly little arthropods.
14th November 2010
They don't hurt my really but sometime I do feel a little pain.
They have been ailing me, biting me in the night while I'm asleep,
My nose would start to tickle and they would try to come out and peep.
My ears would start burning, as if somebody's pierced them with a fork,
I would open my eyes slowly and they'd come out of me and gawk.
My, small they are in size, with antennae and limbs and a huge head,
I christened them 'The Ants', observed them closer and went back to bed.
I woke up in the morn, dressed up myself and went to my classes,
And up and down they went whispering to me some irksome phrases.
Back I came home, tired, and tried to cook some Tikka Masala,
But those meany little thingy made me have some toasts with Nutella!
And then I've had enough,
"What on Earth do you want?" I asked the ants,
"I haven't been sleeping, leave me alone and let go of the pranks!"
But the ants kept biting annoyingly, yet they responded me,
"You've been keeping us locked and now it is time you let us go free.
We used to be your pets and you used to let us travel and roam,
Through your pen on your pad, we were best of friends and never alone.
And then there came the time, older you grew and started your own life,
We were all forgotten and all you cared about was 'Nine-to-Five'.
Time and tide wait for none, but we waited a long time for you,
We want you back with us again, so decide what you would do."
I lost my pen and pad since long, but I've got my laptop and blog,
Perhaps they will leave me alone, those silly little arthropods.
14th November 2010
