Drag and Drop

At least a dozen monitors away from mine,

was an icon on a desktop.

A dozen monitors away from mine, 

A desktop that never played the divine.

The icon opened to a single click

till date opens to a just one.

Knew no display, knew no trick

The icon opened to a single click.

One day, the system got over a viral ebb

After more than an year of the viral ebb

The icon had no clue what so fucking ever

that it will now open to the world wide web

The world Wide Web or for that matter,

anything that starts with a double you 

hurts you more than twice you do

And believe me, our icon here had no clue.

So one fine day the system popped

back to the original screen it hopped

and before the icon could realize

it was zoomed and cropped and dragged and dropped.

Outgrowth

Outgrowing her jeans delicious,

Wonders why I can't want.

Outgrowing her dreams delirious,

Precisely why he just won't.

Dependency is difficult,

Clinging on is bad.

Outgoing is infidel,

the male ego is mad.

In a testosteronic society,

entered a married girl in love.

As shocking as this was,

bigger things were to come.

Abnormal is no more gay,

the Non believers will hold sway.

Try what you can, come what may,

One day she will have her way.

Over Me

Over me, fly away.

The king of good times ends this way.

Over him, fly away.

The king of good times starts today.

You're the kind of girl, whos the kind of girl

who'll put her foot down on a handful of quick sand

And why do I, have to be the guy?

Over me, fly away.

Come tonight and sing a song, sing a song that goes.

Come tonight, drink along. Drink along, who knows.

You're the kind of girl, whos the kind of girl 

Who'll walk down the road to walk up the aisle.

Over me, fly away.

Go through the motions

Over me, fly away.

Fly down the aisle

I'm I no more

Once upon a time

to the job in hand, 

I splurged.

Once upon a time

to the beats of rage,

I danced.

Once upon a time

to the toast of the town,

I drank.

Once upon a time

I knew it,

I loved.

Once upon a time

I was I.

I lived.a

The Not So Curious Case of Dhobi's Dog

Dhobi's Dog - Dawny

was born at the end of night.

In the dog day of his life,

Only one love kept coming back to him.

Her name was The Lamp Post.

Like all middle class heroes, he was happy with his bone.

When on one eventful night,

The national language of his nation

turned him into a proverbial scum

With every passing second from then on,

He became a choice,

While he was left with none.

He became an option,

While he never had one.

Agitated, one afternoon

He chased a cyclist. Caught him by his legs

and refused to let him go.

The man was dragged to a corner

And the Dog asked him questions.

How often have you pissed at the lamp post?

How often have you been the lamp post?

How is it that you feel like a dog in the latter case

while you have actually been a dog only in the former case?

Because in the latter case you were only a lamp post.

The Thirdman Situation

Often in the game, the captain hits a fork.

A call he's forced to take.

Will he make both his legs 'long' and 'fine'?

Or will the thirdman route he take?

You too are a captain, of your (relation) ship.

Swept of your feet you were.

The time has come now to get over fears 

of the disturbing reverse sweep scare.

When the first lady and the third man,

are inseparable twins,

Play all the games you want to play,

Envy eventually wins.

Venus Penis

Feisty, fiery and weak woman.

Balanced,

Scaled,

Refusing to Ride

the Precession of the equinoxes,

When the childless star conspires a Judas Kiss,

And her sinking and deported Husband fights morning numbness,

Real love is killed.

Bizarre friendship,

and one night he's embraced.

Minds struggling to hold up,

against stern ethical silos;

And Sperms shoot up,

Shy,

Guilty,

Happy,

Moist,

Tormented;

In true natural harmony

Cautiously curtained,

And leaked out.