Long Ias Poems

An anticlimactic sexual event...

with Barb Black née Beebee
to help set the ghost
of little Willy Brandt free
(a non German, but germane fellow  
courtesy Craigslist classified
personals of mine invitee
she replied, I took liberty
to Google her first...

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To vt
Gorgeously graceful the group of three
Great gals emit grin with glee
Exuberant energy encompasses
All the excitement and surpasses
Ethnicity finds its abode
In form of their drapes adored
South Indian bevy with bewitching smile
Thus goes an extra mile
One...

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To 32
What a way to appear on screen
With cascadic hair open umpteen
Wishing me on the festival of lights
Giving me extreme delights
Oozing with passion from looks I say
Glittering with fervour come what may
As name means the...

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To qasimji
A special and king-size salute
To the head master astute
Favourite among the pupils pretty
A man of discipline full of duty
Today being his birthday
Let me verse come what may
A simple man with thinking noble
His fame spreads...

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We came here pretentious, egoistic, hyper-inflated with our meager academic laurels and
filled with self-adulation of our GPAs
You saw us plainly; our minds almost blank like a tabular rasa, but you saw potential and
so gently humbled...

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UNSUPPORTED CODE 
 Is life really a race?
Do i have to keep up to its pace.
My heart hurts while it says,
How horrible is this phase.


Sometimes I aspire to be an engineer, 
But the performance results...

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A school in a village without any pastel – 
Divine Child which never cares for riel 
Strives for excellence. Does propel
The children upwards and rebel
Against injustice gigantic or sea shell;
Strives to let its stars and...

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Sir you  are shining moon between millions of stars.
I can see your  great shining positivity though I am very far.
You  are something beyond imagination. 
Sir you are God's wonderful creation.
You have a...

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Appears on my screen the angel
I simply at her attire marvel

Orange hue resembles Sun
And I being her son

Steal time to be verse spree
On her smile and divine saree

Resembles an IAS appointed
And fairy just anointed

Glorious belle...

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Childhood’s no longer a time to chill,
We’ve found ways child’s very child to kill!
Time then to draw a line—
Every child's no Einstein,
S@tire that enough of truth has still.
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Happenings | 04.01.2020 |
Topic: humour, childhood, parents

Poet’s note:...

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