Mushroom limerick

He looks very sexy in his round cap. 

Right from the woods, his lovers kidnap. 

Goes to a star hotel.

Entertains there people. 

Mr. Mushroom lies in a plate like crab.

 

Mister Mushroom! the king of cuisine. 

confused whether veggie or medicine. 

Came from woods to kitchen.

Perceived, going to be eaten.  

Stayed terrified in Madona's tiffin.

  

  

Christmas triolet

An Angel lands down, Christmas evenings,

in costumes mystical silvery bright. 

Spreads wide in the sky her divine two wings,

An Angel lands down, Christmas evenings.

Holds a magical stick, lot of gifts she brings.  

To play with children of earth, stays whole night. 

An Angel lands down, Christmas evenings,

in costumes mystical silvery bright. 

Holiday Haiku

Christmas vacations -

to escape terrible snow  

going Australia 

Diwali holiday

whole family is busy

in cleaning the house 

Tanay and Tanishk 

would enjoy variety of sweets

big no to crackers

children are eager

to open received hampers   

tasty Diwali gifts  

family members 

pray to the Goddess Laxmi 

rain wealth upon us   

ah! school is closed

would take care of the ghost

this Halloween 

a big pumpkin

John brought on Halloween

scaring neighbors   

The little sparrow

 

Sometimes in the court yard 

and sometimes at the dome;

the little sparrows are -  

the ornaments of my home.

As fall down on the earth, 

the morning sun rays.

to awake me in time,

they come chirping all the way.

Comes gliding to my yard,   

hops here and there, the fowl. 

chirps out melodies and pops,

like it 'rocks and rolls'. 

Annoyed for many days, 

if she is out of my sight.  

I feel very sad, and  

endure the great plight.

The little fowl makes  

my break of the day pleasant. 

Lovely and friendly, she is;

and makes my yard elegant. 

I feel very pity indeed, 

on the life of big city people.

Who miss the cute sparrows; 

pops and hops of the littles.

My grandpa's family tree

My grandfather born in year four past century nineteen.

If he was alive, hundred seventeen would have been.

Same number of faces that is one hundred seventeen,  

In his great garden of succession, he would have seen.

He had his nine children without any worry or pain. 

Had agricultural farms and faith in God, food to rain.

In the garden grown by him, he was great banyan tree.

So many branches are blossoming over the country. 

That time he had no bicycle, never seen tv or phone.

Now precious cars and tv, his grand grand sons own.   

Now, his portraits do grace, his descendant's homes.

Would live for centuries to come, yet his genomes. 

If he was alive today, could be the most happy person,

and proud to see his empire and the wonder he has done.

S. D. Tiwari

25  28 24 18 11 2 9 = 117

64+54 = 118

Dusk of life

Very happily, welcome, the dusk of life. 

Let be cute and awesome, the dusk of life.

Whatever the worries, throw in the pond, 

Let not invite a syndrome, the dusk of life. 

See and perceive the elegance of sunset, 

So's lovely and handsome, the dusk of life.

Know the elements of enjoyment and hobby,

Let spend on some income, the dusk of life.  

Interact and gossip with friends and the kids,  

Let be happy and give some, the dusk of life 

Sometimes be with fowls, flora and fauna,   

Let enjoy it's outcome, the dusk of life.     

Love the nature a lot and interact with it, 

Let discover God's home, the dusk of life.

Sit and sing at shore, tuned with waves     

let listen choice of songs, the dusk of life 

I can't breath

My share of air, if you take, I can't breathe.

Rigidly, if you press my neck, I can't breathe.

I have right to breath in good atmosphere,   

Your selfishness suffocate, I can't breathe.

I know you can rule and make the rules;

If it's on choose and select, I can't breathe,

Everyone's heart beat, same way like you;  

If your attitude brings hate, I can't breathe.

God has given the same red blood to all;

In your racial discriminate, I can't breathe.

You show you mighty, but there's almighty;

You would be rightly set, if I can't breathe.

Don't think, am going to die for your deeds,

I would surely reciprocate, if I can't breathe.

Spring rings, triolet

The spring sets in, children play and sing, 

in the clear weather and brighter days.

The flowers bloom, butterflies spread wings. 

The spring sets in, children play and sing. 

Great fun and pleasure, the season brings,

to do the things, in different ways. 

The spring sets in, children play and sing, 

in the clear weather and brighter days. 

Spring, Ghazal

The nature brings, in the springtime.

Most lovely things, in the springtime. 

Lands down on the earth, from the heaven;

the great season's king, in the springtime.

The exquisiteness fly around the globe; 

with its open wings, in the springtime.

Overall the greenery and colourful flora, 

Nature starts carving, in the springtime.

Eager rivers be vigour for new voyage;

snow begins melting, in the springtime  

The radiant flowers fan out the aroma;  

bees reach hovering, in the springtime.

Tulips adorn fields, cherries the gardens; 

Cuckoos come to sing, in the springtime.

Days snatch back time from the nights;

used to have lending, in the springtime.   

Prepared to offer alluring lavish love, 

sweet heart of darling, in the springtime.