Meet My MR

MEET MY MR.

Honking, raging, at times seen blazing, guys look at resting red-light.

patience and humble, virtues go tumble, he feels the "hate at first sight" (instead of love at first sight)

(he really hates red lights from the very bottom of his heart. I hope other guys do the same or wondering if mine is an exceptional)

My actions appealing not to him, this hairsplitter loves to rebuke

seldom pleased, inner peace seized (apparently his not mine),his tolerance tower has shook

Arguer him, dialoguer me whenever we have a fight.

Toil with the slackers, just like me, daily day and night.

(poor fellow I empathize with him on this. I cannt help being one of those slackers.)

Sycophants Scatterbrains spiteful spirits, kinds he always loathe

lithe looks craved for, muscular fits make sure, Abercrombie he always clothe

(his second favorite interest after tennis is being a snappy dresser and special inclination for certain brands. abercrombie is one of them)

Turtle paced fathom, his room manifesting mayhem , will surely make him pissed off

Feigning and pretensions, irrelevant flagrant fashion, he will scorn it all off

Sleepless nights, myriad of thoughts, brain is in a storm.

Introspection the only catharsis, his mind needs to perform.

Practical preacher, don't know why"????" ,has aversion for the books.

covert companion (me), in a deep canyon, living on his life's truths.

(As a matter of fact I love reading but has never helped me in my practical life. thanks to his first hand practical experiences sheltering and guiding me till date)

Let tennis tackle his temper, task impossible for his wife (who is of course me)

Blithely bicker,if at all I dicker, call it as a gender-right.

(for him sports is every man's birth right to watch, play and follow. )

Crave to live, in a suitcase though, life is called too small

The world is his oyster,"My itinerant-wanderer" ,often to tease him I call

( he loves travelling the world. he gives quite a business to priceline, travelocity and cruiselines. These brands existing because of people like him)

World seems to shrink, countries coalesced, are now on to-do list.

restless soul, camping and wandering, his hobbies in a small gist.

( when he runs out of big plans for some reason, then he soothes himself by camping here n there. )

Persistence, perfection and painstaking traits, I think I must extol.

wrapped up as my soulmate forever , I owe so much to your soul.

For my son

FOR MY SON

Jump and Hop, like monkey called BOOTS (from Dora the explorer his fav)

Apple and oranges your most favorite fruits.

Cars Trucks Trains, always come first

Yummy chips pasta, pizza thin crust.

Going to library and camp at parks

Friends Books Toys,make your eye sparks.

You make friends, quick, quite easy

If agreed not, surely make you crazy.

Your gleamy skin and sugar like smile

renovated my life with happiness tile.

I adore you and so do you

Here I am, No more baby blue.

Early Bird Special

EARLY BIRD SPECIAL

Late hit the sac and rise with the lark

Makes me a woman salubrious and stark.

Morning has a beauty, sky is so fresh

Save my precious day, from being trash.

Walking green grass, yoga on my list

eyes roll, head round and body need twist.

No sugar no milk in my morning tea

flowers blooming everywhere, life I can see.

Reading writing my interest, thoughts flowing on

Closing my eyes long, Why am I BORN?

Try talk god above, why am i here??

Call me back plzz, I had my own share.

Drowned in my own world, Answer I often get

Life is my gift to you , don't ever regret.

Try moving on with, another cup of tea.

But my son is crawling out, as what I can see.

Wrap up time starts, but heart is light and happy

Loads of chores waiting for me, let me make it snappy.

Phrasal Appraisal for my mom

PHRASAL APPRAISAL FOR MOM

She wnt shoot off her mouth but she will shoot the breeze.

chew the fat n break the ice, will surely put you at ease.

She can button her lips, will never spill your beans.

plain jain but one in million, a bosom friend I mean.

cannt rest on her laurels, cant be called a back number

Burn her up or get into her hair, she stays cool as cucumber.

Will lay her cards on the table, will call you with open arms.

You'll laugh your heads off, she'll pull your leg with charm.

In a soup, in a fix, if you feel like a lame duck.

stands she a tower of strength, will make you dumbstruck.

Avid interest in FB (facebook),is a feather in her cap.

Talk turkey and make friends, she got the gift of gab.