Tick...Tick... Tick.
- g Sarala
Tick.. tick.. tick..
Yelled my clock to be quick
At the dawn after the sound of alarm
Made me run as its hand
With pouring sweat gland.
Started to kick..kick.. kick
My chariot(jupiter) which was sick
At last it co operated
But stopped with a sound not tolerated-
Whee..whee..whee..the whistling
Of a cop; with his eyes as wrestling
Enquired to pay for not wearing mask
Yes! agreed, as it was hard task.
Click.. click..click..
Opened my box to pick
My clutch--
But found only key bunch.
Ting..ting..ting..
Alas! he whipped as a golf.
Bang..bang..bang..
With roasted words as cracker
Stirred my sleep- my hubby: the attacker.
(G.Sarala, Creative Writers, Chennai)
சமீபத்திய செய்திகள்
அரசுத் தேர்வும் நானும்!
ஆண்மையின் தீரனே!
Big problems dont need more force
Tick...Tick... Tick.
If you quit, you lose what you deserve
கைரேகை!
Short Story: பட்டணத்து மருமகள்!
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