I’ve made a poetic century
Though my technique is not sound
Consider it a great victory
I’ve succeeded in HELLO POETRY ground

I am not a natural striker of the ball
Ran very hard for twos and singles
Batted with the defence of a great wall
Faced quite a few bouncers

I may lack Rangzeb’s  batting grace
My style may be awkward
And I am afraid of George’s lethal pace
My foot work is undoubtedly wayward

I am an instinctive player
Know not the subtleties of spin or pace
And dedicate this century to Denis Barter
I am happy to be in the batting race

I salute the wonderful audience
For watching my indecent play
With a lot of patience
This new year makes their lives so gay

Christmas reminds me of the Historic cross

And the irrepairable loss and the inhuman laws

Jesus has wanted to serve his people

And has tried to protect them like his  own pupil



Man is an evil by his very nature

He can’t understand Jesus’ ethical stature

And is ignorant of his benevolent feature

Undoubtedly the meanest creature



He has tried to crucify God

It is an inexcusable fraud

Can any human **** the divine Lord?

I believe Jesus is our eternal bard



for  human good He has shed his holy blood

Incessant tears come to my eyes like unstoppable flood

Jesus has prayed even for his ghastly traitors

His sanctifying name is written in golden letters



Jesus has wanted all of us to love

And has flown the spiritual dove

He is an embodiment of Supreme sacrifice

May his  divine soul purify all human Vice!

I don’t want to spend Christmas

Drinking tasty wine

And dancing with beautiful women

I don’t believe in the theory of

Enjoying a day very merrily

And the other day worriedly



Jesus lived and died

For certain divine values

LOVE

PEACE

MERCY

KINDNESS

SACRIFICE

AND FORGIVENESS

The values I cherish

Because only they make me flourish

Or else I will perish

Let’s all the eternal principles nourish

Love is the essence of life

Without which life becomes meaningless

Lesser people may have Familial love

Greater people have universal love



Some live only to eat tasty food

For others they don’t do any good

They are animals in the wood

And enjoy life as long as they should



Some live for only money

Just like bees they make honey

Some others live for humanity

It’s the greatest quality



Some lived and died for truth

They sacrificed even their youth

They always followed Holy path

We need their purification bath



Jesus is the eternal light

He makes our lives bright

He is dearly called Christ

And is our universal priest

You may hide the ugliness
of your face by wearing a mask
but you can't hide the ugliness
of your heart and soul
by hiding them with sweet
sayings or writings
your ugliness is shown
to you by God

We celebrate 5th September as teachers’ day

Sarvepalli Radhakrishnan was born on this very day

He showed the Indian nation the right way

His debt how can we repay?



He is a universal teacher

And a man of inimitable stature

Wisdom and simplicity are the hallmarks of his feature

Incomparable oration is his nature



He rose to the nation’s highest post

And tried to build a bridge between east and west

His philosophical teachings are the best

And his knowledge of English is very vast



He is Plato’s philosopher king

As President honour and dignity did he bring

He brought religion a new meaning

His glory and greatness I would like to sing



Yours sincerely,

JVL NARASIMHA RAO

INDIA

we celebrate international teachers’ day
They should show the society the right way
A teacher in my neighbourhood came to lime light this day
He is married and teaches science every day

A thirteen year old girl became pregnant
She is undoubtedly innocent
The angry villagers beat the office boy
Who helped the teacher in the ploy

The teacher treated the girl like a toy
And crushed the toy for his evil joy
He was suspended from the service
The DNA TEST is ordered to prove the vice

The entire teaching community hung their head in shame
They are slowly losing their eternal fame
Unless they work with a lot of professional ethics
The parents will/shall **** them with bamboo sticks