My Poems
“ROARACLE”
Ecstatic fans shouting with spirit
Blue and gold to intimidate the opponents
Sizzling smell of hot dogs in the air
Gaudy garlic fries making your mouth water
Feeling goosebumps from the suspense of the game
Listening to the squeaks of shoes
And fans yelling WARRIORS
Watching the players warm up
And the opponents crying from defeat
“Just Because…”
Just because I am Indian,
Doesn’t mean I only eat curry
Doesn’t mean I have a red dot on my forehead
Doesn’t mean I am extremely smart
What I am is a hard working person.
Just because I live in an apartment,
Doesn’t mean I am poor
Doesn’t mean my parents have bad jobs
Doesn’t mean I have to save every penny
What I am is an exhilarating friend.
Just because I am in extracurricular activities,
Doesn’t mean I don’t have a social life
Doesn’t mean I don’t like to hang out with friends
Doesn’t mean I am not popular
What I am is a great athlete.
Just because I am a nerd,
Doesn’t mean I don’t like to have fun,
Doesn’t mean I collect weird things
Doesn’t mean I am not fun to be with
What I am is an all around person.
I Am…
I am living in the moment
I wonder what is to come, but have no real urge to find out
I hear talk about the future like it is the new fad
I want to enjoy the present
I am living in the moment
I pretend to care about the future
I feel joyous like I just hit the game winning shot in basketball
I touch the ground
I worry about the people who do not enjoy life
I am living in the moment
I understand that it is hard not to be concerned about the future
I say we should all live in the present
I dream about having a good time
I try not to worry because it is a disease
I hope that I will always think this way
I am living in the moment
“Ode to Basketball”
You are so round and perfectly sphere.
You let me take my exercise to the next gear.
29.5 is the basketball’s size.
This is what will make the crowd rise.
There is Spaulding, Wilson and so much more.
Nothing can measure such galore.
The bumpiness of the ball like mountains in the sky.
So heavenly it will make everyone cry.
Park & Rec to CYO.
To college and all the way to pro.
The brownish orange covering the ball.
It will make everyone brawl.
Basketball oh basketball you are a treasure.
You give everyone pleasure.
“Hyper”
Hyper is a rainbow of colors like a 5 year old
using as many colors as he can to paint something.
It looks like the Christmas house on Devonshire
that makes you feel nauseous and queasy.
It looks like the leftover milk from eating fruit loops.
And the fireworks in the air on the fourth of July
which is bright and very loud.
The sound of hyper is like a siren from a cop car.
Or the revving of a Dodge Challenger Hellcat.
It sounds like a bunch of little kids screaming after
one of them broke open the piñata.
Being hyper smells like gasoline leaking out of the nozzle.
And the smell of a brand new luxury car.
It also smells like barbecue from your neighbor’s backyard
that makes your mouth water.
Hyper tastes like NOS, a sugary energy drink
that keeps you HYPER for about five hours,
but after that you fall asleep like you haven’t slept for days.
It tastes like sucking on five warheads and 5 toxic wastes.
It makes your cheeks hurt and your tongue feel really weird.
It also tastes like drinking The Source
which is the hottest hot sauce in the world.
Being hyper is one of the greatest feeling you can ever feel.
“ROARACLE”
Ecstatic fans shouting with spirit
Blue and gold to intimidate the opponents
Sizzling smell of hot dogs in the air
Gaudy garlic fries making your mouth water
Feeling goosebumps from the suspense of the game
Listening to the squeaks of shoes
And fans yelling WARRIORS
Watching the players warm up
And the opponents crying from defeat
“Just Because…”
Just because I am Indian,
Doesn’t mean I only eat curry
Doesn’t mean I have a red dot on my forehead
Doesn’t mean I am extremely smart
What I am is a hard working person.
Just because I live in an apartment,
Doesn’t mean I am poor
Doesn’t mean my parents have bad jobs
Doesn’t mean I have to save every penny
What I am is an exhilarating friend.
Just because I am in extracurricular activities,
Doesn’t mean I don’t have a social life
Doesn’t mean I don’t like to hang out with friends
Doesn’t mean I am not popular
What I am is a great athlete.
Just because I am a nerd,
Doesn’t mean I don’t like to have fun,
Doesn’t mean I collect weird things
Doesn’t mean I am not fun to be with
What I am is an all around person.
I Am…
I am living in the moment
I wonder what is to come, but have no real urge to find out
I hear talk about the future like it is the new fad
I want to enjoy the present
I am living in the moment
I pretend to care about the future
I feel joyous like I just hit the game winning shot in basketball
I touch the ground
I worry about the people who do not enjoy life
I am living in the moment
I understand that it is hard not to be concerned about the future
I say we should all live in the present
I dream about having a good time
I try not to worry because it is a disease
I hope that I will always think this way
I am living in the moment
“Ode to Basketball”
You are so round and perfectly sphere.
You let me take my exercise to the next gear.
29.5 is the basketball’s size.
This is what will make the crowd rise.
There is Spaulding, Wilson and so much more.
Nothing can measure such galore.
The bumpiness of the ball like mountains in the sky.
So heavenly it will make everyone cry.
Park & Rec to CYO.
To college and all the way to pro.
The brownish orange covering the ball.
It will make everyone brawl.
Basketball oh basketball you are a treasure.
You give everyone pleasure.
“Hyper”
Hyper is a rainbow of colors like a 5 year old
using as many colors as he can to paint something.
It looks like the Christmas house on Devonshire
that makes you feel nauseous and queasy.
It looks like the leftover milk from eating fruit loops.
And the fireworks in the air on the fourth of July
which is bright and very loud.
The sound of hyper is like a siren from a cop car.
Or the revving of a Dodge Challenger Hellcat.
It sounds like a bunch of little kids screaming after
one of them broke open the piñata.
Being hyper smells like gasoline leaking out of the nozzle.
And the smell of a brand new luxury car.
It also smells like barbecue from your neighbor’s backyard
that makes your mouth water.
Hyper tastes like NOS, a sugary energy drink
that keeps you HYPER for about five hours,
but after that you fall asleep like you haven’t slept for days.
It tastes like sucking on five warheads and 5 toxic wastes.
It makes your cheeks hurt and your tongue feel really weird.
It also tastes like drinking The Source
which is the hottest hot sauce in the world.
Being hyper is one of the greatest feeling you can ever feel.