Poem 202 - Painting It Yellow?

He appeared healthy, but a bit Sallow was Mr. Nate

Though I would like to, unfortunately I can't illustrate

And when Mr. Jake asked him, "What happened dear fellow?"

Falsely he said, "Oh Jake, can't you see I've painted my face yellow?"

~Gaurang Rao

Written for - http://www.threewordwednesday.com/

Poem 201 - School Trip

And I had been to a trip with my school

It was really fun, and cool

Having fun with friends for four days

And in Kerala the wonderful overnight stays

Going shopping and riding on the ferry

It was really fun, it was all merry

Dancing and singing

Talking And Laughing

Everything went really, very well

And the whole thing to you to I can't really tell

-Gaurang Rao

Poem 200 - The Lady

A scream, as I walk through the woods

My bag full of medicines and other goods

And I bravely went towards the scream on the heavenly lane

For it was a scream not of joy or anger, but filled with pain

I saw a cottage, pretty strange to be in the middle of nowhere, I went there all the same

I knocked, wondering whether I should retreat my steps, for no one came

That's when I heard a pain filled groan from behind the door

I opened the door, for I could wait no more

And you want to know what I saw in there?

A poor, sick lady sobbing in her chair

I touched her head and I knew she had fever

Taking some medicine I made her swallow it, for I could not leave her

And now whenever I pass the cottage, I always stop for tea

Yes, she's fine again, a bit of kindness saved her you see?

-Gaurang Rao

Written for - http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.in/

and - http://magpietales.blogspot.in/

Poem 199 - Sour Day

Mr. Smith took a ripe lemon off a tree

Thinking its a sweet lime he took  a bite into it with glee

So sour it was that he closed his eyes

He started dancing around in surprise 

He went to his wife and told "To Sweet Limes I Do Have An Allergy"

OH poor Mr. Smith!

Poem 198 - A fresh new start

As creativity comes back into me
I get this feeling that makes me happy and free

And sometimes even though I don't know what to write

I come hear to write which makes my heart light

Though I haven't written quite a lot this year

With new thoughts and hope I come over here

 I really don't want to be absent in the place where I can dream my dreams

Think the unthinkable, and write for new memes

-Gaurang Rao

Written for - http://sundayscribblings.blogspot.in/

and - http://onesingleimpression.blogspot.in/

Poem 197 - The prank not played

So many pranks played on me by my sister

So I decided to play a wonderful prank on her

To scare her from under the table was the prank I did pick

But sitting under the table, gave my neck a crick 

I come out of the table, wondering if anyone has finished this prank, ever?

 -Gaurang Rao

Written for - http://magpietales.blogspot.in/