Wednesday, 15 August 2007

If I were a beginning, I would be: it was a dark and stormy night...
If I were a month, I would be:august
If I were a day of the week, I would be:friday
If I were a time of day, I would be:4 am
If I were a planet, I would be:venus
If I were a season, I would be: autumn
If I were a sea animal, I would be: sea anemone
If I were a direction, I would be: lost
If I were a piece of furniture, I would be:a book shelf,rather dusty
If I were a sin, I would be: lust
If I were a liquid, I would be: red wine
If I were a fraud/scare, I would be:
If I were a gem, I would be: ruby.
If I were a tree, I would be: neem
If I were a tool, I would be: hammer
If I were a flower/plant, I would be: sage(or thyme?)
If I were a kind of weather, I would be: stormy
If I were a musical instrument, I would be: sarod
If I were an animal, I would be: a lion
If I were an emotion, I would be: love
If I were a vegetable, I would be: olive
If I were a sound, I would be: the soft rustle of leaves
If I were an element, I would be: fire
If I were a car, I would be: vintage
If I were a song, I would be: scarborough fair
If I were a food, I would be:liquer chocolate
If I were a place, I would be: Calcutta
If I were a material, I would be: cotton
If I were a taste, I would be: acquired
If I were a scent, I would be: lingering
If I were a religion, I would be: pagan
If I were a sentence, I would be: twenty years, without parole.
If I were a body part, I would be: lips
If I were a facial expression, I would be: receptive
If I were a subject in college, I would be:literature
If I were a shape, I would be: cloud-like
If I were a quantity, I would be: infinite
If I were a colour, I would be: red
If I were a thing, I would be: a large umbrella
If I were a landmass, I would be: the Himalayas
If I were a book, I would be: Through the Looking Glass.Or Gitobitan.
If I were a monument, I would be: The Lighthouse at Alexandria.
If I were an artist, I would be: a nameless exponent of traditional folk art.Like Patachitra.
If I were a collection of poems, I would be: Twenty Love Poems and A Song Of Despair.
If I were a landscape, I would be: one painted by Monet.
If I were a watch, I would be: one painted by Dali.Melting.
If I were God, I would be: Teutonic.Or Shiva.
If I were a vowel, I would be: O
If I were a consonant, I would be: M
If I were a formula, I would be: hypothetical
If I were a Science, I would be: Physics
If I were a theory, I would be: chaos
If I were a famous person, I would be: Feynman
If I were an electronic equipment, I would be:Bose Speakers
If I were a sport, I would be: spoil(sport)
If I were a movie, I would be: Some Like It Hot
If I were a cartoon, I would be: dexter
If I were an explorer, I would be: i know what i wouldn't be.an imperialist/colonizer
If I were a scientist, I would be: Galileo
If I were a relation, I would be: nameless
If I were a river, I would be: any of the following; Nile,Tigris,Ganges.
If I were intoxication, I would be:i know what you would be.Driven insane.
If I were alone, I would be: happy, and thoughtful.And eating chocolate.
If I were a question, then I would be: "Do I dare to eat a peach?"
If I were a hobby, I would be: not productive, but satisying.
If I were a habit, I would be: crapping.
If I were an end, I would be: merely The Beginning, as they used to say in Hindi films of yesteryears.

Wednesday, 1 August 2007

Lollipops.

Often I feel like a child with a
Lollipop, brutally taken away
By force.And then the bullies
Chop!Off went their tongues.

Brutal, sadistic, bad
are our souls, vengeful and mad,
I like it that way.So interesting.
And so eternally sad.

Lollipops evolve, as we do,
metaphors change and take shape,
sometimes we might see them through
and sometimes we are chopped.

Brutal, sadistic and sad am I
Brutal and bad are you
I love it the way we might be,
Chopped.Cannibals.Chew.