Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Combat

I watch you 
breaching silently
into our territory.
Annoyed, I over whelm
with relentless fury.

You defile the 
pathway into my 
prodigious kingdom.

I devise a plan
of attack at random.

My allies inside 
appreciate the 
startling wisdom

You are to be defeated 
at once for I am against
appease
and my allies will
now storm out in the
form of a SNEEZE

I --> air trying to get inside the nostrils
You --> dust in nostrils 

N.B. When particles of dust irritate the nasal mucosa they are thrown away by convulsive expulsion of air from the lungs. 

6 comments:

Sanket Rathod said...

Bless You!

Bharath said...

Lovely..
Actually i can meet with this to utmost congruency..:))
Nicey Nice!

Ragpicker said...

NaN Nan Nan ::::::::: That was a magnetic depiction of something so untouched by the poetic world so far (nostrils :P)

Great Going gal ! I enjoyed it thoroughly.

Anonymous said...

God bless you ;)
I just love these poems of you :)

Anya said...

achoooooooo

:)

www.chronicwriter.com

great way to depict sneeze

ra said...

how can u think abt all this...nostrils and stuff...but whatever it is...its wow...and bless u!!!