I owe...

I owe you a song
The best serenade
When nature sings in tune
With my heart beat

I owe you a poem
An ode written never before
A ballad to your beauty
A hymn to you

I owe you a drop
Of the morning dew
To rest on your sleepy eyes
When you realize from slumber

I owe you a zephyr
Of the gentle orchid
To perfume your locks
When you let them flow

I owe you a whiff
Of the poppies
To drowse you into dreams
When your limbs ache from love

I owe you an embrace
Of my arms that care
To make you sleep like a child
When the world sleeps,tired

I owe you a kiss
Of my yearning lips
To make you realize
When you feel you are alone

I owe you a grasp
Of my nervous palm
To let you know
That I need you

I owe you my love
I owe you a life
I owe you my breath
My hear my soul

I owe you the world
The beauty, the peace
I owe you so much
But all I can say
I love you
by Oruganty

If Hamlet wrote.....

When I look at your eyes
Its hard for me
When i don't want to be lost
In the desire within

When I hear you speak
I try not to hear
As I cannot lose control
To my fantasies

When I touch your lips
I tremble within
I fight with myself
To let you begin

When I encircle my arms
I want to fight the inch
Yet I move far away
Closer to you within

When you ask me if i love you
I fight to say NO
And every negation
Is a Yes you know

Me, and myself
An oxymoron
A contradiction
A paradox

I know no completion
I fight the end
My journey is unending
My goal unknown

My path is dark
My steps unsure
My battle with myself
My war within

My dreams
Are my nightmares
My fantasies
I fear

My fears
My friends
My doubt
My enemy

A leaf in the storm
A wave in the ocean
A ship in the tempest
A soul lost in itself

I look not for love
I desire no lust
I hope not happiness
I wish nothing

I want nothing more
Than what you can give
A warm touch of your hand
And a lap for me to rest

Because when I cease
I know that I've been
A bundle of opposites
But yours in the end....

Oruganty

Reasons for Absence(leave letter)

Dear Reader,

I would request you to grant me permission for having absented myself from the class for the last week since the last week has been very eventful. The prime reasons for my absence are

• Alien Abductions: I was walking to school when a UFO landed before my cycle. There were funny stick like people who came out and felt my privates. They thought that they were funny and so they abducted me to their space ship. There they manhandled me and pained me with multiple orgasms till i turned blue. (He means, i bunked school and went to watch "Koi Mil Gayaa")
• Serving the Country: I was overwhelmed by my duty to serve the country. So i ran away from home and went to Kargil. There I found that since the war was over, the jawaans were deprived of their physical desires, so I worked in the army as a strip dancer. I made no money but I have satisfied my desire to serve the country (He means, He got laid in the night so he cant make it)
• Intoxicated by spirituality:I have been practising spiritual yoga secretly, now i feel i am accomplished soul. I was practising my powers to turn myself into a woman. It has been a liberating experience and I wish to finish school and preach what I practise.(I had been to a transvestite orgy party and was playin with himself silly on dope)
• Fallen in Love: I met this awesome girl on the internet and we chatted till midnight so i could not sleep at all. I was lost in her thoughts and dreams. I never thought i would meet my soulmate finally. She perfectly complements me and makes me happy. I am intoxicated my love(He means, he has had bad sex with some stranger in his/her apartment)

Therefore, in the light of the of the above circumstances,I request you to grant me permission for my absence

Yours

Anil Oruganty

Corrupting the innocent

After all the good posts( no no junta actually told me it was good) i had to do something like this, you know ppl like me feel very awkward when they are appreciated cos we have got used to being shunned. Therefore to get back to my old status quo, this post

Rhymes....
first an old one

Jack and Jill went up the himm
To fetch a pail of water
God only knows what happened to them
When Jill came down with a daughter

Old king cole
was a merry ass'ole
a merry ass'ole was he
he sat on a rock
and cut off his cock
and threw his balls in sea

Old king cole
was a fucking ass'ole
a fuckin ass'ole was he
he wanted to fuck
but he had no luck
So he fried his balls in ghee

hickory dickory dock
the hole went up the cock
the cock struck one
and they had fun
hickory dickory dock

1,2 hold my tool
3,4 fuck the whore
5,6 have some sex
7,8 masturbate
9,10 CUM again


If you want more of these insigtful rhymes
then u can commment on this blog and also add me to the blogroll
See now we know what can improve the indian educational scenario

A face

There is a small thing about this poem, its very unthought of and raw and unedited in fact the title inspired the poem than the usual opposite process

A face

It has eyes,
Eyes that have seen murder
Eyes that have seen death
Eyes that have seen the hearts on fire
Eyes that have strained through the mist of funeral pyres
Eyes that are glazed, gazing into the unknown

It has a nose
Nose that has smelt the putrid air
Nose that has flared its nostrils by the fires of hunger
Nose that has smelt morbidity
Nose that has picked the scent of rancid blood
Nose that wants to stop breathing but gasps in air to live

It has ears
Ears that have heard the banshee
Ears that strain to hear the pangs of hunger
Ears that are used to shrieks of pain
Ears that hear the surge of blood that spills

It has voice
A voice muffled in protest
A voice mild in fear
A voice that speaks out in survival
A voice that comes alive in death
A voice that trails away in life

It has skin
Skin blemished by the whips of sin
Skin burnt by tears of guilt
Skin mollified by the tears of sorrow
Skin peeling old and dead
Skin left to rot in hell

A face, unseen unknown
Lost in anonymity
Seeking respite in solitude
Yearning yet for attention
A face You know but will not reveal
A face that You sight but shall not see
A face that you hear but shall shun away
A face... Your face.

Tagged by "....thingies"

7 things I want to do in life

1. Grow hair on my head
2. Become gay(u see no luck on girls front anyways so might as well switch sides)
3. Eat and not get fat
4. Make mommmy and dudddyyy yabby(corny corny me)
5. Have awesome sex(with her/him/it)
6. Die when I am on an orgasm
7. Money...money...u get the point

1.Learn to count

7 things i can do in life

1. Self help(u know what i mean all single guys on the planet)
2. Put off females of all species(I found out that even the rodents in my room are male)
3. Dream about being the handsome hunk popular figure
4. Pfaff(a lingo for speaking sense from utter nosense I am an MBA u know)
5. Pretend like I was struck by a meteor and so bunk classes
6. Blog
7. Count upto seven (thank god)

7 things I can't do

1. Make my life more miserable(believe me I am trying hard)
2. Stop Being repulsive
3. Stop being dumb( u see its a congenital disease or natural talent however u take it)
4. Lick my eyes
5. Look behind
6. Convince anyone that he/she I love her/him
7. Convince a girl that she loves me

7 things that attract me to the opposite sex

1. Ability to solve problems in space research
2. A double Phd in Sexual psychology
3. A rich dad
4. SEX
5. My hormones(down boy down!!)
6. Two boobs
7. One h

7 celebrities

1. Calvin
2. Cartman(southpark fame)
3. Clinton(he knows how to make his work exciting)
4. Chiranjeevi(Mega star )
5. Rajinikanth(THALAIVAAAA....)
6. Prasoon Joshi(the guy who makes Coke ads)
7. Pamela Andersons boobies( i mean, arent they the real celebrities)

7 ppl i tag

i dont believe in organised torture its enuf that u have been put to test by reading this blog so i dont tag anyone

Conversations....

Sometimes conversations are really trivial and banal and they seem to convey nothing. It has been that case for most of my oratory life(or shall I say talk-time) . I guess that is because I talk a lot and mean very less

There are some conversations in which I am totally ignored

Hey, so the other day I saw these two rhinos mating, you have to check that out man, they were like on each other and they were humping......
What is the score da? when are you gonna serve lunch aunty...yea so what did you see true respirating?
@$#$!@$@$#@????

There are others when you are totally disinterested and just going through the motions

.....so these aliens were like pumpkins and they had huge dicks, the dicks were on their foreheads and the butt was in the front.......
(I hope there is a tornado and this guy behind me on the bike gets picked up by it) Yea then how would they piss?

But the best ones are the "One tight slap" conversations

You SMOKE????
No, I have been transmogrified into a chimney, you wanna become one too?

You BOOZE???
booze, me, this is a new variation of sprite, it only smells like Vodka

So how are your studies going?(frequently asked by nosy, jobless, otherwise oblivious relatives when they meet me)
I am pathetic, I have failed in the last semester and my 12th marksheet is actually a fabricated. I have no hope in becoming a graduate. I am very irregular in class and I sleep when I am in class. Will you please lend me some money to help me start a strip dance bar which has been my first love?

How is life?(I mean, you really wanna know ? YOU REALLLLY WANNA KNOW???)
I am suffering from acute tuber culosis and I have been tested HIV positive. I have a bank loan of a lakh that I cant repay and right now I am homeless and jobless. Can You help? NO! then Why the fuck do u ask?

Whats up man?(male/not so good looking female)
Can't you seee?

What's up man?(great looking female)
My dick and the sky :-)))

So What else?
What else? you wanna know u dumbkcuf that u have wasted a fortune of my dad's money on this fone call and also a chunk of my valuable time and you wanna know what else? BANG......

Are you alright?
Yea I am perfectly fine, its natural for me to be bleeding from the head and Its a hobby to act as if my hand was broken, natural talent you know

Are you alright?
Yea, I am superman what the fuck can a lorry do to........-Anil (21st Nov 1983-25th Dec 2002)

Do you need help?
Can you see five hands?

Mom what are you making for lunch?
Like you have an option!!!

Shall stop now but more to come hopefully

When? you ask
Didn't you get the point?"I HATE QUESTIONS"