That Guy
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Higher than the ocean
But lower than the moon
He hangs tight for life
With all its gloom.
A little gossip here
And a bit much ho ho there
Oh the misery of a poor lad
He can hardly fathom his dear dad
All minds sincere
From a toe to every hair.
‘A bit different he is’ mother says
The others just play safe
They grudge against him like a Tartar
All haughtily impaired.
‘Just a bit different he is’ they say
But within their lair
He is just an evil little hare.
II
Wild as a mayhem
But sweet as a pea
He likes to savour his moments
With all too many bees.
A grasp of reality
Does not have he
But a touch of eternity
Might have a soulful glee.
He likes his ale
And he likes his gin
Every flavour is a haven
One two and a seven.
His heart is of gold
He helps those who are sore
Not a trifle in return
Just the pleasure of a good learn.
His humour and his smile
His kindness with no craft
Are not enough for the half
Who would like to see him rile.
Humble he has rife
Not a snob is he
He is square and fair
With a belly full of bear
And adventures to great heights.
III
But a libertine he is
And that can’t be right
Much of such sin
Is met with the guillotine
And a handful of righteous eyes.
Just as song and dance
Go hand in hand
So do good and bad
Neither in advance.
Monsters and fairies
Are all of this world
Hedonism and Temperance
Shake hands and stroll.
Questions & Answers
© 2019 Tiyasha Maitra
Comments
AUTHORThanks Brenda. You are right. The nicest of people can be so nasty at times.
A good write. I think we all have both parts inside of us, but some let their sides be known.
Some people can be so kind hearted yet cruel at the same time.
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Thank you so much.
This is so good!
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Thanks so much both of you. It means a lot.
Life isn't all black and white, and there is some good and bad in all of us. Interesting poem.
I think we all have a little bit of good and bad in us. Your poem reflects the humorous side to both and I enjoyed this read.
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