THE PERFUME

Where the hell am I?
Wats this paradise of laxity?
Oh!such coolness exists
Slow heartbeats,relaxed muscles
Desiring brain,overwhelmed soul
All from the fragrant perfume

PET OF THE HUSTLER

Moments of silence pass
Lying on my thigh
My hands on his fur touching
The appreciation clear on his wet eyes
"Hi pal!We will make it someday
And milk and meat will be yours"
Miaow!Is all he can say.

THE MISMENT LETTER

Ink-drops licking the paper
With an art of nostalgia
Your memories;thoughts of you
Deep inside a burning fire
To spot even your shadow
Thats just part of my misment

Hands shaking,eyes blinking
That ghost of shared moments
Haunting my restless heart
Unanswered questions bubbling
Wen will we again
With smiles,whispers congregate.

The pen drops
My focus' on the paper
The picture of the times
Together we enjoyed
Emotions high,overan
The furnishing of the misment letter.

THE PRESIDENTIAL DEBATE

Nervous;
Eighty million eyes
Eight honourables
Foe the presidential debate

Ready;
Vigilant security personnel
Smartly dressed journalists
For the presidential debate

Fabulous;
The stands for candidates
The management of moderators
Of the presidential debate

Satisfactory;
Participation of all aspirants
Some answers they delivered
In the presidential debate

Unifying:
The diversity of viewers
Free mingling of opponents
In the presidential debate

Commendable;
The organizers,proceedings
We need more of such
Presidential debates.