PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Bishu begins burping from the nice effects of a happy weather. My yearly beloved has arrived at last embracing me in her cool embrace.Whoever said that hugs must be warm !! This cool embrace is true love cooling my guts and heart but this cool embrace will be very very short-lived.How nice it is to be under a light blanket with a book of my liking savouring the pages & night air.No... the terrace nightwalk is no longer inviting with the cool North wind blowing.

Oh winter ! you have come again

After the heat and the muddy rain

Blankets and wraps are unwrapped

Soft drinks and ice-creams scrapped

I had not put in my usual warning not to read my posts of this kind. These are ramblings of a cold & old mind seeking God-knows-what. Dr Lollypop told me to take long,brisk walks for at least an hour. He said I'd feel better and be healthier.He even agreed to pick me up from my home at 5 a.m. "Sorry,thanks for the splendid offer but I'm okay without walks."

What are doctors for

if they make you walk a mile

but can't make you smile

Glancing at the right of my desktop I see six new postpoem poets : Sir_Abel,Carl,simplyme,Earthbound, KiDDCratos247 & Philip1Culbert. I wish them all good luck & happy writing.Welcome to poemworld and Merry Christmas to you all. No.. I haven't forgotten my good friends on PP who have graciously read my slip-shod scribbles and even took time to post positive comments. I am grateful to all of you.Truly grateful.

OMG !!! Mr Lizardking has already put a read & comment. Thank you Mr King !!!! Respected Madam Stella is also online.In 9 days from today world'll be celebrating the Birth Anniversary of a King of Kings. Let's celebrate with open minds and a little thankfulness.God bless you all !! Merry Christmas !! Put in a prayer for me in Church on 24th Night Christmas Eve .. I'm going to a place where there are no Churches or any houses of God.Or maybe there is.I'll tell you later after I return.

Pray on my behalf my good pp friends

On His Birthday thank Him for everything

Wherever you may go lights from heaven

Must twinkle tiny electric lights on XMas trees

Or maybe the lights from the stars

Reflected on the choppy sea waves

What does it matter everything is His

Seen or unseen let's rejoice in these

Ladies,gentlemen,boys & girls... one day maybe two generations later ... don't worry no Armageddon or Apocalypse till Jan 2060 .. that's an assurance from bishu-a-scribbler.. put your minds together and make efforts to at least blur the boundaries between man & man. You can change can't you ? Then you can change your family and so on... Can't you stop the felling of trees and extinction of greenery.. I agree one can't walk for 100 miles to workplace... Encouraging manufacturing of thousands of fossil-fuelled cars for personal use day on day & hard selling them to whom owning a car is a status symbol (at least in Kolkata) Walking or cycling is below my dignity. I can afford a petrol/diesel car. Public transport is for the hapless have nots not for me to whom God has been kind.Sorry !!! I got a little carried away.

Please unread this piece I request you.I had nothing better to do,now I'll have breakfast & trudge to the vegetable & fish market for buying food for two days.I'll be back even from the deepest & hottest hell to torment you and I again warn you that reading this may leave you confused about what this scribbler wished to convey.Off to burn in hells magma...