Qutubminar – a lame poem…

Evry morn’ I brush ma’ teeth watching Qutubminar…
n she’s cold, she smirks – “Yeah, right!”
It’s a lovely sight, for yo’ eyes – a treat
“well,” says she, “I don’t give a Shiiit”
Precious, U r Always Right –
(I dare not pick a fight!)
“Don’t mock me,” she bites
Now, Now Sweeti, Don’t be Grouchy…
“Hey!! U broke the rhyme, u Lousy!”

Let’s make a lame attempt to please her…
her vein is popping out, just to ease her…
Listen babe, I wrote a poem for u
“Ohh.., is that SOO!!! Want me to say ‘luv u’…”
She’s upset from ‘You-Never-Call’ syndrome – I get it now
And I forgot the ‘Chick-Flick Talk’ – it hit’s me now
How r ya Baby, did u sleep well?
“Ohh… now u Care, u Inconsiderate. Jus’ go to hell!”
And so the tape begins – it starts with: “U Moron-“
I wait on the other end, patiently
But it drags on n on n on…

I summon courage, say – ‘Baby, Baby, my battery is dea…-“
She cuts me – midway – “Isn’t this what u always say!!”
Hello, Hello, Hello… Baby I m loosing u… … I improvise
“R u hanging up on ME!!!” she cries
“Can’t take it anymo’. I’ll hv to straighten u out!!”
– She’s mad… she’s red
And I m grinning, ‘cause ————– ‘That’s what she said!!!’   😛

—- Peace Out.

About Aditya

Hi, I am Aditya Parab, currently studying @ Dept. of Management Studies , IIT Delhi. Apart from Blogging, my interests are in Travelling, Serious Readings, Movies, Soccer, Finance & Media 2.0 . I can be reached @ E-Mail - thefountainhead86@gmail.com . Twitter - aditya_parab
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