You Can't , She Won't

My friend I write this especially for you

for I feel you know not what you are about to do

and all this while you have so many expectations

unrealistic , fantastic and far removed from reality

contrived by a gullible and over optimistic mind.

You who pass your time in the lap of indolence

you who thrive on unkempt apparels

you who have no notion of cleanliness

you who has no need for a broom.

May I ask thee what prompted you

to willfully relinquish these luxuries

which heaven did bestow upon thee

for just being a member of the darker sex?

In this age where gender equality

and female emancipation is the outcry

do you thing it will be possible

for you to fish of laziness fry?

Do you think that your fate

shall be as lucky as that of one Patriarch

who merely dropped a hat to see

his clothes washed , house cleaned

meals served , needs fulfilled

and no whim ever weaned.

So, don't forget to hire help

to wash your dirty linen

because You Can't and She Won't.

Hire help to sweep the floors

and dust off the windows and the doors

because You can't and she won't.

And for future reference would you consider

on not planning on having a kitchen

for who will cook?

You Can't and she won't.

I am not averse to change myself

am not that obdurate

but as you see it shall increase your worries

if such a thing consummates.

You talk a lot and we hear you out

this too will change without a doubt

for once you but sniff matrimony

you can't and she won't.

Feel At Home Sire.

Having been roaming around a lot of late
both within and beyond the University Gate
after the lectures , before them too
sometimes during them, is that something new?

Eating has been the main concern
my movements and moods does it premptorily govern

Have walked , have driven and have boarded local transport
been to places which I couldn't afford
also been there where no business I had
and returned home safely, Oh God I am glad.

Near Theatres and Eateries can I be always sighted
academics have I never like this slighted.

To some extent I have lost the grace of silence
and now am a victim of verbal violence.

There is never a day when my feet don't complain
and ask me " Sire, why don't you refrain
from making excursions on a daily basis
get tired , feel drained , make those faces?"

The door of my home is always expecting
me to lock it on my way out
the shoes are so tired and fatigued
that they are questioning what life is all about.

I not that rich, I now the fact
and still I do employ guile and tact

to push through my daily expenses
without risking a baggage of regretful reminiscences.

On the whole though I am quite satisfied with my situation
and do sometimes gaze upon it spurred by elation.

Early to bed early to rise
is a habit all should despise.

Early to bed and late to rise
reveals that life is a surprise

Stretching this tract would harm my case
I rest my argument , Your Grace.

I don't want anybody around me

I may have wanted once

I may want it again

But I don't want anyone around me.

I need me and me alone

I need my eyes to see myself

my thoughts to hear theselves out

I want no one to tell me I am wrong

but my own honest mouth.

I don't want him to be befriend me

I don't want her to love me

I don't want them to care

I don't want someone to despise

to ignore me or to stare.

I don't know why I abhorred solitude

when it gave me all I had

and Human company did teach me the pain of seperation

and I am not glad.

Some People

Ther are some people who are not even worth writing about
though it is important to write about them,
out of pity if not contempt.
They preach one thing
and fall into a trap
which starts from contradiction
and ends with a tight and hard slap.

They think too highly of themsleves
when they aren't actually so
you can't ignore their presence
they are huge , ugly and slow.

I don't know what gives them the right
to demean who sit before them
it isn't that they are original
yes a little arrogant and foolish they may be.