The child in us

Short Poems

The sound

O’, What is that sound
That so thrills the ear,
Like the heart of a man
Which is in fear?

But not a man can I see,
No, not even a sign.
By God, it’s me!
The heart is mine!


Brave warriors

There go our brave warriors
To fight men like great barriers.
They carry with them only spears
But march with untold cheers!

Though their number is only ten
They can fight a hundred men,
For they have hearts of no chicken
And will fight like a mad lion!


The stars and the looter

Oh, look at those stars!
Just look at them!
See them shimmer, twinkle in a mass!
Ah! How content and happy and happy I am!
If only they can be mine,
No more will I steal.
I will sit here and watch them shine,
And no more will I kill!

Go and fight my merry man

Go and fight my merry men! Go and fight!
Fight the murderous enemies in sight.
Stop them from stepping on our land,
Teach them that they are not grand.

Chase them away far from here
And turn back proudly with cheer.
Be not afraid of your death;
God is there to care for your health.

Though one day you may be killed,
In our heart your courage will be filled.
So, go and fight my merry men, go and fight!
Fight the enemies of greed in sight!


The song of a beggar

Once went an old beggar, begging for food
To a large house, the palace of a king.
But the king was cruel and rude;
He mocked the beggar, laughing and teasing.

The poor beggar sang a song, so sweet, so wanting
That the stones began to melt, and the king cried!
His heart, too, felt the song and began melting
And the king wept, fell down and died!


The beautiful bird

There goes the beautiful bird
Flying in the air.
It is free now to see the world,
As long as it does care

Poor, bird, it has been kept in a cage
Made by expert hands.
Now it has an old age,
Too old to make young friends.


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Jokes

Teacher : What would you like to be when you are old Govind?
Govind : A young man again, sir!

Teacher : Govind, what is necessary for germination to take place?
Govind : Seed, sir!

Teacher : What are your favorite games, Govind?
Govind : Monkey and football, sir!

Teacher : Govind, can you tell me something about Abraham Lincoln?
Govind : Yes, sir. He is dead.

Science teacher : Govind, how will you prevent Malaria from spreading?
Govind : Eliminate all the people, sir!

Teacher : Would you like to be a millionaire person, Govind?
Govind : Yes, sir, please! My hair is getting less and less!

Teacher : Listen here, all of you. What will you do to share two apples between three of you
Govind : Buy one more, sir!

Civics teacher : Govind, suppose you have only one apple and there is a beggar looking at you. What will you do?
Govind : I will give it to the beggar, sir!
Teacher : And why?
Govind : I don’t like apples, sir.

Teacher : Name me a sense, Govind.
Govind : five cents, sir.

Teacher : Govind, why is Mt. Everest famous?
Govind : Many who go there ever rest there, sir!

Teacher : What do you call a man who can’t hear?
Govind : Nothing, sir. He can’t hear.

Dad : Your head is swollen, what happened?

Child : A post knocked me when I was not looking at it dad!

Judge : Do you want to say anything before you are hanged?

Prisoner : Yes, sir. Good bye!

Asami : Hey, Govind, I hear that guy is very tough and strong.

Govind : Yeah, when the guy’s head knocks against the post, the post gets swollen!

Man to robber : Hey, why don’t you tie me up? It will make nice headline tomorrow, “Reporter Tied Up And Home Ransacked!”

Robber : Well, it’s going to be better than that. How about “Reporter Killed” ?

Teacher : Govind, when were you born?

Govind : When I was much less than a year old, sir.

Friend of farmer : ‘Lo Bob! Your cattle and sheep, where are they? I can’t see any.

Farmer : Well, the kettle is on the oven. The ship is at the port.

Teacher : Why do fish live in water and not on land, Govind?

Govind : No legs to walk on land, sir.

Asami : How much did it cost you to see that show?

Govind: Four spanking from my dad and dried bread for lunch!

Magician to his helper : Get a rope and handkerchief.

Helper, sometime later: Finished, sir.

Magician : Finished what?

Helper : Got a rope and hanged the chief!

Jeff : You know something. My dad says he can smell my breath a hundred yards away!

Jim : That’s nothing. Mine says he can smell my breath through the phone!

“Oi,” said the rude boarder, “What’s the spider doing in my room?”

“Decorating, sir!” said the caretaker.