Category: Poetic Justice


As I battle a nasty cold, a poem that I had rendered during my middle school days came to mind, not that I had ever forgotten about it. I had to do some research on the internet to get to this particular poem…..had so many fond memories of recitals, competitions, winnings and best of all, my friends from yester-years still remember this….tickles me pink :D.

Thought I would share this here……a part of my early life…

The Common Cold, the Common Cold
The doctors really must be told
It’s really time that they controlled
The horrors of the Common Cold.
I love the doctors – they are dears;
But must they spend such years and years
Investigating such a lot
Of illnesses which no one’s got.
When everybody, young and old
Is frantic with the Common Cold
And I will eat my only hat
If they know anything of that
Mark with what long and patient care
The doctor studies what is rare
He cannot do too much for you
If you have something strange and new.
Nor can he quite conceal his bliss
If it should chance to end in ‘is’.
Moreover, if the thing’s obscure
He may be slow but he is sure
He knows the perfect pill or paint
For every tropical complaint
Which is not likely to occur
In Battersea or Westminster
But there are fortunately few
Who suffer from the strange and new.
I do not know a single case
Of Indian Itch or Persian Face.
Nor do I think that I have met
A man with sleeping sickness yet.
But all of us have one disease —
We all sniff, snuffle, cough and sneeze.
The Common Cold. The Common Cold!
If all the populace was polled
A large majority I’m told
Would register the Common Cold.
This is the universal plague
And here I find the doctor vague.
To poly-this and poly-that
He plays a straight and pretty bat
But when it is the Common Cold
The man is absolutely bowled.
And you would think that Harley Street
Would be ashamed of this defeat.
You’d think, I say, that here and now
The Street would vow a holy vow —
“Whatever any doctor’s at
We will desist from doing that
No more inquire the cause of twins
And stop inventing Vitamins.
And drawing teeth and drawing fees
Till we have done for this disease.
“We will not sleep, we will not eat
Nor shave the face nor wash the feet
Nor shall our boots be heeled and soled
Till we have killed the Common Cold.”
But if, in fact, you chance to meet
A specialist on Harley Street
And say to him “Look here. Behold!
I have – again — the Common Cold.”
The gentleman will only stare.
He really does not seem to care.
He then remarks, without remorse
“Oh, Well, the thing must take its course.”
But I reply with frank chagrin
“Why must the blasted thing BEGIN?”

By A.P Herbert

With Me…..

Warm days of hope

Cool nights in thought

Dreams many sparkle

Regrets fade to memories

Cry with me, Laugh with me.

 

Rains shower new sprigs

New day, a fresh dawn

Blooms in abundance

Waltzing to a rainbow

Stay with me, Be with me.

 

Within the walls of a canvas

Colors and stories unexplained

Images into albums become

Hollow is the nest, yet wealthy in heart                                                                                                      

Live with me, Love with me.

 

Alima Kanumilli

Copyrighted May 20, 2014

Mother – A Woman Reborn

A child born, a Mother reborn

To nurture and to care,

Scrapes and pain kissed away,

Hugs chase away shadows and ghosts,

Cuddles ‘n coddles plentiful,

Inspiration, motivation, aspiration,

Spine of steel, strong and brave,

Blood runs rich, values and morals,

Relationship lavished in love.

Some ties bloom in heart

Sans kindred or blood

Orphaned to roots and origins

Yet foster stability and strength

Resilience, courage, dedication

Warmth unconditional, a pillar of love

Triumph may touch a few

Others may face a defeat

It’s a guardian’s kingdom come.

Copyrighted Alima Kanumilli, May 10, 2014

To all the wonderful ladies who have made a difference in a child’s life, to care and protect, to love and cherish and to support and guide, Happy Mother’s Day!!!!

 

 

Unforgiven

Land of far went I to see

Over mountains ‘n a rocky sea

Faces familiar cloaked in unknown

Tied in blood yet distance in bond

Years fly as age bites the dust

Memories fade but grudges hold just

Forgiveness a stranger in mind

Stubbornness nests in the heart.

 

~Alima Kanumilli~

Copyrighted May 3, 2013

Essence Of Our Being

Innocent…..Naive….Trusting
We come into birth.
Muddle…Puzzle….Stumble
We find our feet.
Precocious…Thirst…. Adventure
We set our path.
Lust… Passion….Love
We home our mate.
Courage…Valiant…. Endure
We battle our fears.
Achievement… Indulgence… Lasting
We live through dreams.
Memories….. Legacy…. Heritage
We rest on honors.
Water… Air…. Fire…. Earth
We become one with nature.

~Alima Kanumilli~

Copyrighted April 24, 2014

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