SCIENCE, MEDICAL, LAW, HUMOR, CHILDREN (Book) http://www.Writing.Com/main/books.php/item_id/957358-SCIENCE-MEDICAL-LAW-HUMOR-CHILDREN 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 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 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 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 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 CANCER I won’t fear you, O Cancer, Though you be foul and vile. I won’t make you powerful, By myself being servile. You have too many a face And have a stealthy gait. Much too often you surface When it is rather late. You cause pain and weakness and Disrupt body function. Such suffering does remain Often without unction. ...[Read Full Post] Wed, 28 Dec 2005 07:52:47 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/395127 SANTA’S GIFTS—a sonnet [Poor children have no place in Santa’s address book] "Mom, have I been a good child all this year? Have I spoken a lie or fouled my tongue? Have I hurt your pet cat, which is so dear? Or, in ignorance, something precious flung? On Christmas day I have heard say them all, Gifts are given by San...[Read Full Post] Tue, 20 Dec 2005 14:08:36 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/393819 SANTA CLAUS: an acrostic Serving His true noble cause And bestowing cherished gifts, Never disappointing a Toddler, doing hurried shifts, As children sleep, he comes down Chimneys in the snowing night, Looking for the socks in which All his stuff he may fill tight. Unfolding his Christmas charm, Santa makes children’s heart warm....[Read Full Post] Tue, 20 Dec 2005 12:19:46 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/393802 A MEETING WITH A GHOST [A Halloween fun poem, minus the vowel u] Dancing with my own shadow, Beneath the nascent moon, As I traversed the forest, Trying to get home soon; In the Halloween night I Was by a ghost waylaid. He came and whispered:“All men, Are of me so afraid!” I told him “I am not, since I have noth...[Read Full Post] Fri, 11 Nov 2005 10:35:31 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/381207 JACK AND JILL AND HALLOWEEN [A poem for children] Once Jack and Jill Had a pastil Made for the Halloween. They side by side, Did hide inside, A hollow tree trunk clean. But then night came And Jack became Afraid and struck a match. Lo, and behold, From it an old, And smiling ghost did hatch! The ghost said I Won’t hurt...[Read Full Post] Thu, 23 Feb 2006 06:53:10 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/379810 DESERT OF THE DEAD [Is the earth living or dying?] The world today is nothing but A desert of the dead, Where more than half the children are Ill treated and ill fed. Not even in affluent West, The picture is rosy. Child abuse and the broken homes Paint a portrait hazy. Our world is, even otherwise, Becoming a desert. Countries t...[Read Full Post] Thu, 22 Sep 2005 16:48:23 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/374625 MY MOUSE [About a child and his mouse] In my small house, I have a mouse, Which is a big nuisance. It jumps and runs, It stops and turns, It does not have no sense. It eats my bread, Sleeps in my bed, But when I try to touch, It hides away, And does not play; It’s afraid of me much. Mouse, come with me, And let us be, From...[Read Full Post] Sun, 12 Mar 2006 13:22:39 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/374340 OBESITY: an acrostic [The desperation of an obese person] O, what would I not part with By Jove, to get rid of Endless pounds of fat and flab, So much that weigh me down! It is truly such a shame To be viewed a glutton; Yellow fat o’er mutton! * An acrostic around the word OBESITY, displaying the agony of one so afflicted. ...[Read Full Post] Mon, 21 Aug 2006 02:34:24 EDT http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/374210 GENNA, MY PET DOG—an acrostic Genna, my li’le charming pal, Endearing yourself to all, Not given to pick a fight; No, you never lick or bite. Although you are full of fun, Mummy ever does you shun. You have gentle habits such, Papa always loves you much. Enterprising Genna, you Trouble me sometimes, you do. During night wh...[Read Full Post] Sun, 12 Mar 2006 13:30:38 EST http://www.Writing.Com/main/books/entry_id/366062