Thursday, March 24, 2011

Penance of Prose

This is a poem I wrote in 2006.I just found it and I think the world should not be denied my undeniable genius!!

I was born in 1986
and put my parents in a fix
Cuz they couldn't decide on a name
at last they settled for Prem

Alas!For it meant love
I was no little dove
I caused a lot of trouble
and created a lot of rubble

I never used to eat
unless my clothes were neat
I hated any dish
which had any fish

I was a little infant
but a big tyrant
I loved to play
and make unknown stuff with clay

I went to school
but I was never cool
I wasn't bad at academics
but evaded it with many tricks

I was called a bully
but that was someones folly
I wasn't a coward
but I was always covered

I tried to decipher maths
but it was like an axe
that went through my brain
and caused many a strain

I tried to play cricket
but someone always got my wicket
I tried to swim
but that was someone's whim

I played football
it was a close call
I once fell
my elbow had a swell

I hated social
it was too glacial
As for history
it remains a mystery

I was fourteen
and I had seen
enough of life
not to want a life

But i saw a girl
who sent me in a whirl

I never spoke
but waited for a lucky stroke
Needless to say
I never had my way

I cleared my boards
and my dad paid hoards
to put me in college
to gain some knowledge

I am going to be a doc
Don't you dare mock!
That is my autobiography
What a strange story

5 comments:

John said...

Muddiyile ...Piri .. Tear

Prem Kumar said...

thank you?

tandeep said...

ehhhh.. no comments on the poetry :-P

//Muddiyile ...Piri .. Tear// he's talking about the condition of his undies when a black girl gave him a grind...

Prem Kumar said...

ha ha...john =heartthrob of Cuse.

Prashanth Koundinya said...

Lol, Legend you are da, Prem !