you’re something, something wrong.

you’re the microphone, wired to wrong speakers.
I sing a melody,It emits a cacophony.
I narrate my ethos, it sounds out pathos.
I converge few opinions,it splinters into billions.

you’re the Cable box,wired to bad TV.
I tune sports with remote,it always shifts to emote.
I turn comedy for laughter, it loses volume & thereafter.
I choose picturesque & panorama, It throws talk shows & melodrama.

you’re the smart phone,updated to bad soft-wares.
They’re jelly-friendly & bean-easy,Ginger bread is extra cheesy.
you’re the twitter bird, tweeting to bad trends.
They are chirping to chirps,they are burping to burps.

you’re the lone live wire,insatiable for the negative bend.
you’re the ‘danger’ caution board,on the verge of a shocking end.
you’re the barb wire cutting all,through blades in it’s selfie.
you’re the merciless touch, charring innocent to its meltie.




Vishu Mishra


You're something, something wrong

You’re something, something wrong

Limerick poems – a lovely lass , keep rolling

Limericks-  (wiki definition)

limerick is a short, humorous, often ribald or nonsense poem,[1] especially one in five-line anapestic meter with a strict rhyme scheme (AABBA), which is sometimes obscene with humorous intent. The first two lines rhyme with the last line and the third and fourth line rhyme, and they are usually shorter.

# a little variation can be adapted to add value.

A Lovely Lass

A  lovely lass in velvet grass.

romanced her to heaven’s spree.

Bloomed out her wings, sur-real.

Red hot her lips, kiss-real.

laughed out a wee! Then bite off me!

Keep Rolling

A blonde in bar, for attention she craive! (crave)

Reciting his formula, drunk & naïve!

Shook booty & shouted-“mass to energy”.

her humor alas! so out of class!.

then Einstein rolled! in his grave!

limerck poems

limerck poems

Thanks for reading..


Vishu Mishra