Poems by Anantha

The Opinion Pole

a poem by

Anantha

Change the yellow to green
Stripes make you look lean
That line sounds very phony
Always go in for Sony

Free advice, free advice
I can give you free advice
Sometimes serious, sometimes fun
On any topic under the sun

If you are dumb elect Bush
If you want sales you gotta push
Buy Infosys, Sell Reliance
BJP must go in for an alliance

Free advice, free advice
I can give you free advice
It doesn’t cost a dime
Just a few seconds of your time

Sachin needs to take a break
Take Karpooradi for your ache
Manisha needs to shed some fat
Join IMS for cracking CAT

Free advice, free advice
I can give you free advice
Anytime of the day
March, April or May

Try Vastu for some luck
Hotel India for Bombay Duck
Your dialogues are too wordy
That game is too nerdy

Free advice, free advice
I can give you free advice
So do lend me your ear
Whether you’re far or near

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Life

a poem by

Anantha

Cry.
Lie.
Nappy.
Happy.

Stumble.
Mumble.
Walk.
Talk.

LKG.
UKG.
Fables.
Tables.

Toys.
Boys.
Laces.
Braces.

Grammar.
Stammer.
Fiction.
Diction.

Sums.
Chums.
Dates.
Hates.

Action.
Reaction.
History.
Mystery.

Graded.
Jaded.
Fail.
Wail.

Dad.
Mad.
Mom.
Calm.

Realization.
Specialization.
Ability.
Mobility.

Hired.
Desired.
Baby.
Maybe.

Married.
Harried.
Swift.
Drift.

Chore.
Bore.
Work.
Shirk.

Think.
Drink.
Switch.
Itch.

Smoke.
Joke.
Settle.
Kettle.

Plan.
Clan.
Fame.
Name.

Nourish.
Flourish.
Save.
Gave.

Tired.
Retired.
Cold.
Old.

Fever.
Griever.
Strained.
Pained.

Huff.
Puff.
Sigh.
Die.

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Dilemmas

a poem by

Anantha

Hot or cold
Young or old

Heavy or light
Wrong or right

Truth or Lies
Harsh or nice

Friend or foe
Yes or no

War or peace
Chalk or cheese

Chicken or egg
Borrow or beg

Buy or sell
Heaven or hell

Despair or Hope
Prophet or Pope

Joy or sorrow
Today or tomorrow

Metal or pop
Thief or cop

Girlfriend or wife
Harmony or strife

Heart or mind
Cruel or kind

Smart or dumb
Touchy or numb

Work or play
Night or day

Strong or meek
Dude or geek

Active or lazy
Clear or hazy

Head or tail
Sink or sail

Better or worse
Verbose or terse

Quantity or quality
Merit or equality

Science or art
Finish or start

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Mr. End

a poem by

Anantha

Mine is a dirty job
I make people sob
I steal souls for a living
Earn the ire of the unforgiving

I get no raises or gifts
For working on graveyard shifts
No promotions, no perks
For getting rid of jerks

I have no bosses to blame
In this gruesome game
I can never resign
As I am in it by design

Nobody fires me
Nobody hires me
I keep slogging, my friend
‘Coz I am Mr. End

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Emptiness

a poem by

Anantha

A song without soul
A race without a goal

A star without a twinkle
A worry without a wrinkle

A poem without words
A warrior without swords

A captain without a ship
A tormentor without a whip

A heart without a beat
A magician without a feat

A bird without wings
A country without kings

A clock without hands
A rockstar without bands

A boat without sails
An author without tales

A child without a toy
A smile without joy

A noose without a rope
A monk without hope

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The day the poor get rich

a poem by

Anantha

When will the smoker quit?
When will the dud be a hit?
When will salt be sweet?
When will the cold feel the heat?
When will black be cool?
When will women rule?
When will the lame walk?
When will the dumb talk?
When will the meek fight?
When will religion unite?
When will the corrupt turn clean?
When will the world go green?
When will the fools become wise?
When will the impolite become nice?
When will darkness become light?
When will a knave become knight?

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Me

a poem by

Anantha

Serious joke
Original cliché
Bland spice
Blue rainbow
Swift snail
Focused drifter
Crazily sane
Stunningly mediocre
Ballsy coward
Likeable devil
Hollow rock
Pointless ditty
Unlucky charm
Cold geyser
Tranquil whirlpool
Neat anarchist
Cynical optimist
Social recluse
Spiritual mercenary
Trustworthy traitor
Brief eternity
Strangely familiar

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