but the story of several,
they were one soul
with two bodies,
Or so everyone saw
and that was what,
they showed,
all assumptions
cast away as
uncalculated proofs.
Our hunk was such as
sharp features, handsome body
well-built and strong.
Opposed to,
our attractive lady with
flaxen curves, sleek body
delicate and soft.
Eye them collectively
one moulded soul.
Fine, funny and flirt
clearly charismatic one was.
Smart, simple and sweet
deeply delightful the other.
Which ones who
are you inquisitive to know?
I'll let you choose
I think I will,
but while you do,
a word of direct.
Think once, think twice
think again if you may,
my choice blissfully shines,
through the lines.
Their first meet,
would never repeat.
Out went the ball,
from his slippery hands
it came to a stop
as it hit her with a bang.
The battle had begun
as they played some ball.
It was surely, an unforgettable
silent brawl.
and they hit some more.
The match was over
but neither a proud victor.
I am marvelous, your shinning knight
hey you lady in white
what are you doing tonight?
I am dazzling, always polite
stay away from me
I am a threat blight.
the other would struggle,
both of them
ready to strangle.
Neither of them
cared much,
Ouch! Ahh!
was all they could mumble.
Something there was
about her,
startling feeling it was,
time and again, it refused to
prevent the hastening beats
of his heart.
What, when, why, and how
were now his constant thoughts.
One glimpse at her,
walking through the door,
"Basket" escaped his lips
forming twinkles on his tips.
He knew then,
that was HIS name for HER,
a name he'd formed
for the mysterious frame.
Bickering and squabbling
their typical routine,
entertaing one and all
with their constant battling.
No word, no reason
was looked-for anymore
for they had created
a world of their own
on the make-believe shore.
Snakes and ladder,
cards and dice,
all times favorite
were left far behind.
The new ones
like the good numbered asians
were the developing events of
fire and ice v/s sugar and spice.
He was the igniter
of the burning fire.
The fair lady,
quite the reverse
the cooling sapphire
of the freezing pyre.
Burning flames
the root of the fire
rising fame
the shinning desire.
Such as he was
Now wouldn't you admire?
Burning flames
the sparkly igniter
cooling breeze
the soothing bemaster.
Enough of the two,
who looked their best in red,
lets take a glimpse of
the crowding crew.
Tall, dark and handsome
as the cliche goes
Not the hunk in white
but the girl in sight.
Sibling of our lady,
significantly appealing
in contrast to our beauty
silent attitude claiming.
Plants and Trees
surely his
favorite breed.
Hes cute, sweet
& adorable
like a high dose of caramel.
Romeo at heart,
loves dearly
his Juliet;
the elder sibling
in blue.
That"s "champ",
the angel
for the fortune of
you.
Geeky nerd to a biker dude
loser enemy to a close friend
all of that and
his fashion trend.
Known by all but followed by one
"Kaankhajoora" famous for being sane.
Gabru punjabi, sona eh munda
neeliyan akhaan, te cool oda funda.
Look out for the hunk
do you see see see??
Thick curly mane
is the beauty's crown
such was she
always such entertain.
Unlike her name
theres always a frown
on this lady purely made brown.
Blabbering and chattering
and her constant hunger drive
making those sane almost insane.
Blushing and flushing
reddening those fair cheeks,
endeavor as greatly
as punjabi munda may possibly
shed never admit to aver
the obvious mystiques.
Newest member of the gang
but is unique with such bang.
Shes a doll look-alike
a darling self to her side.
Shes petitie, smart and sexy
absolute next-door girl
promising to soon
become impearl.
She stands thin roped
between hunk and beauty
side him or side her
often a difficult chooser.
Today shes our hunk's
college honey
tomorrow maybe our beauty's
aging buddy.
In a few words if I say
such means you'd tie-in,
as she breathes and sheaths
one way or the other
in each one of you.
**NEW**
Tom, Dick and Harry
Three Stooges and
Amar, Akbar, Anthony
are history long overrun.
The latest in addition
to thrash their kinds,
heres presenting
illustrious and popular
The Apple Champ Owl Story. (T.A.C.O.S...credit JULLES) :D
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Apple and Champ
were our indian
dumb & dumber.
The advisory duo
with equal ratio
habitually taking guidance
from each other
and more regularly
grounding trouble
for the non-related brother.
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Champ and Owl
sailed in the same boat,
had the same aim to
impress their ladylove
in the love game.
Such were their luck
I rather daresay
watchers awestruck
termed them gay.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Owl and Apple
had a rough start,
one teachers pet
the other always
ready to bet.
Destined they were
so they met again
their journey was such
became fast friends
them sorted men.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Apple Champ and Owl
bonded exact as a band.
The hand shakes of theirs palms
or the clasp of their builts
were stringed together
in the friendship weave
as a pact to never leave.
Highly notorious and
full of action
their acts were the cause of
every commotion.
Just the legends of their mischief
makes one curious enough.
"Shubha tai, Stella and Gurpreet"
three striking girls
none other than
the boys dressed in disguise. (thx NJ)
Walking in the corridors
hiding and escaping the
curious and probing eyes
clothed were the three as
Saudi, Sardar and Muslima.
But the favorite
hilarity
without doubt
among the heroes,
never spare the senior
with "ishq
hai.." teaser.
wow! thats more than a page...sheesh!! hope you all like it!!!
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