Did you think love involves altruism?
Guess you hoped quid pro quo is one-sided.
#Amble along, my sweet love,
(Put in the poetic stuff),
Hate needs just one,
Not the good stuff.
Think about me, and I
Might think about you
When the mirror shows
Anything but me.
#vss365
If your words won’t make me wince,
Rest assured it’s time wasted,
Why do you bother to speak
When it’s small talk sans questions,
#Fell new plague is Disinterest,
That’s the Grim Reaper’s nickname.
#vss365
"Arjun, #picturesque doesn't mean risque picture."
"Oh, Swapna! I'm brain-dead."
"That's not something new."
"But, it is this time."
"How?"
"When I look at Rodin's 'The Kiss', I hear them say, "Ohmigawd, do we have to be this close?", "It's so hot."
When the picturesque
Inspires man to say the truth,
It's truly sublime."
"You are really sick."
#vss365
#haiku #senryu ?
With insomnia,
And a #wistful prayer
For a dream,
I prepare.
Used to defeat
Whenever I bare myself,
I do it again,
Death wish it could be,
A life wasted searching
For the one that's not there.
Didn't the Idiot once say
It's the hunt that matters
Not the kill to survive.
#vss365
It's easy to write sad poems:
Just think about life,
Add a metaphor or two,
Make sure it does not rhyme;
Oh, it's tough to write funny stuff:
Just think about life,
Add a metaphor or two,
Make sure it does not rhyme;
If you have reached this part,
Leave the metaphors alone.
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"Apricity? Ha!"
says the tragicomic Sun.
Life in a furnace.
#vss365
#haiku #senryu ?
(Going on my weekly mopping hols now. Be good, my kids! 🙃🏃♂️)
Blame the #allure of love for the Unofficial Mills & Boon Club.
But, which idiot can't see a serial-killer lurking within every nice person? Or, that every act of TLC is a precursor to a heinous crime?
Thus, we became the Crime Club!
Murder was expected.
But, all?
#vss365
They didn’t need practice for such parties.
If #Languid was his middle name, hers was Scary.
Their parents’ friends, socialite or socialist, were treated with disdain, disgust and every other suitable dis.
That was the only time Swapna and Arjun worked together.
#vss365
"Our latest AI beats the Zeroth Law of AI."
"What's that?"
"AI is like a #sumptuous vegetarian feast. Source of a lot of gas."
"How does it beat that?"
"By recognizing that truth and originality lie in the ignored."
"How is it doing?"
"It hates social interaction."
#vss365
In my college, ragging involved:
"Go to Room 114."
The fresher, boy/girl, had to spend a night alone in that room.
Some never came out. Those who lost their virginity said, "#Smashing."
There were a few who came out undisturbed, the monsters. They did well in life.
#vss365
Why didn’t I
Do all the things I do,
To pick them up
By the #scruff of the neck
And give a kick in the butt,
With
cold indifference
Or nasty questions
Or reciprocating blindly
And
nothing more,
Why didn’t I
Do all the things I do,
With you?
#vss365
When she quotes Greek,
My #backstory is that of Rick-n-Ilsa;
Then she writes fantasy,
It transforms to batty Bruce Wayne's;
When she's a poet,
It's Hulk in the shadows;
But when she kisses me,
It's Darcy with wet underwear,
A lady with a joke
Leaves me with such history.
#vss365
"Swapna, need your feedback. I'm trying tragic stuff."
"You might be away,
But your cheek rests against me,
And your hair still..
I can feel something bad is going to follow.
...The cake I threw at you,
In a #zillion strands,
Why did you go away
Before I had my fill?"
#vss365
the 'tragic' part is from an old one of mine:
https://discardedthoughts-swapna.blogspot.com/2010/01/supper-at-hotel-rajesh-by-window.html
With more than one foot in the grave, I am not unhappy to leave this world to AI and robots.
I am glad to be part of one paradigm shift, a revolution actually, during my lifetime.
Women now will tell you, "Yes, I want..."
It could be a response or a gift or even sex, men do not have to guess or surprise or even understand.
Men can now treat women like male friends. If they sulk, one can say, "What a bore! Best left alone." If they come close, "Whoa! Not that close, mate." And best, if they talk, one can ignore and focus on one's drink/smoke.
Life used to be so tough when I was a lad. I had to write poetry to woo women. That it had the opposite effect is another story.
"Why can’t you be proud of her? She has won a prestigious prize. She is your daughter, not one of your other...robots."
"Yes, she is human. That is the #nub of the problem. She might be a genius but if she can’t care or love or be responsible, I prefer my other...kids."
#vss365
“This is the earliest form of AI called Universal #Screenplay. One can choose the number of scenes in each act. And the sequence and types of acts and scenes. Horror, comedy, tragedy…”
“Who wrote this?”
“Someone called gOd.”
“Wasn’t this plagiarised as Human Life?”
#vss365
Why is the sunset like my love,
Changing with every view?
There was idealism at first (when I read badly?);
Then, #sensuous lust (was I reading bodice-rippers?);
Finally, plain reality (Chekhov!!!);
I still die with her;
But,
There's curry and bed in my line of sight.
#vss365
"Wipe that smile off your face."
"Swapna, I love the Moral Science class. Do unto others as they do unto you; speak the truth if lies fail; #boycott all that is right but feels wrong. oOOWww! That hurts!"
"Be careful with what you hear and what others will do to you."
#vss365
Paddy's gal eloped with his best mate. Instead of trying a drink/poem, he went for his uncle's funeral. Or, what he thought was his uncle's. Which family wouldn't bash up a strange man bawling at their kin's funeral? I did #wince when I heard of my best mate's troubles.
#vss365
