North

New bride brimming with hopes and dreams

Oddly entered the husband’s home with left foot

Raging mother in law  

Told her son to out-law

His Inauspicious wife from home and life 

*In india bride is supposed to enter her  husband's home with her right foot as part of custom and traditional beliefs. Well, that itself is a ceremony. Bride is given a traditional lamp to carry with her while entering home, down south. This limerick is written on prompt# 8 in acrosticonly blog carnival .Image courtesy : e-wanka

St Beer

It smells yuck

It tastes bitter

But its divine drink

For die-hard followers

When the air is hot

It can quench the thirst

And silence the senses

Friends on couch

Snacks on table

Stbeer on glasses

Makes friends party

Cheers mate!

A cool company

During sleepless nights

Watching night games

With friends

Friends’ gives dares

Fellows gulp bottles

Of heavenly Stbeer

To prove mettle

In the end

After heavy drinks

It’s time for snake dance

With senses out of order

Walks like swaying snake

Even ends up with

customary vomiting session

Stbeer gifts big belly

For belly dance

Budweiser, Carlsberg,

Castle lager, Coors light,

Foster, Guinness,

Heineken, Kingfisher

Miller Lite, Sam Adams

Stbeer lives in countless souls

Partner for all seasons
Prayer to forget pain
For all those who love

Bit of fun

Well this poem is for all those who love beer. Drink less and keep yourself healthy. 

Images courtesy : alwayshungryny & rlv.zcache

Help Please

Curious guys looked towards the old villa

As they saw the glimpse of new resident  

Mini skirt made her hotty  

Naughtily she turned her booty  

With wrinkled smile, she said, please help to move stuffs

This limerick is based on this image#prompt for participating in magpietales & thursday-13  blog carnivals. Please visit to read other writers interesting works. Thanks :) No offence. 

Anxiety

Get me some killing words

 Good enough to be drugs

That could freeze my heart

 As anxiety is carving out

Breathe away from my soul




Image courtesy: healthycrunch

Children

Chirpy voices that makes home lively

Holders of baton of future for parents

Instruments that play rhythm of life

Lake of innocence that charms hearts

Dream of ten months, colors of a lifetime

Regarded as gift from god, to care and love  

Eagerly waits to grow up to be like their idols

Names to rely on when age slows down the senses  

Written on prompt # children to participate in bridgetchumbley blog carnival. Visit to check out others creative writings. Thanks :) to  randomthoughtz for this lovely image.