The Best Idiots in the World

Funny Poem about Best Friends

Best Friends
“Every day I will remember the best idiots in world…”

My tangled hair with the weird hairstyle,
The boys are calling, Sats arrived with his usual smile,
Maks is paying for the Conty’s hot non-veg soup,
There is Buddha proud of his Basketball shoot,
Ajink is missing; perhaps he needs a beat,
Through Temple hill, to the Deolali street,
My first cigarette, my first beer,
My first educational movie with the Sats where Maks was shedding his tears,
He is heartbroken over his first love,
She is Eagle Gym’s neighbor,

My first crush has the cutest smile in the world,
I would lose my chance if I would profess my love,
Nits has brought her bullet to the tuition too,
Mamta messaging me, I have been using a phone booth,
My first fight at the school ground, my unusual adolescence,
There go my school days and my childish innocence,
Perhaps not every day I will remember the best idiots in the world,
But again not a day goes by when I don’t miss them,
or perhaps it’s the beer talking…


Be My Valentine

romantic couple sitting together
“You are an idiot but I still like you…”

Sun went into the clouds that day,
wind lightly whispering as leaning to say,
dressed in black blazers, white shirt, and a black tie,
I brushed my hairs twice and gave the gel a try,
then took my bike and headed to the school,
all girls looked at me, they thought I was cool,

With a rose in my hand, I stood up against the wall,
glanced through the crowd that was chirping like birds in the hall,
struck by the girl in the black dress with a delicate accent,
Oh god! I never knew she was that cute and elegant,
Her prettiness was tearing me apart,
I was losing myself, she had already taken my heart,

I gave her a red rose and said “Be my valentine”,
“I have finally lost my heart this time”,
she saw me falling for her,
and said, “You never get serious for any girl”,
she kept the rose on the bench and went away,
I also left for the parking, there was no reason to stay,

I was riding my bike when saw her standing at the gate,
thought to try again but didn’t want my heart to break,
Anyways, I went to her and offered my hand,
“My sweetheart life is like footprints on the sand,
you will never be so beautiful again,
as young I am, neither I will remain the same”,

Sun went into the clouds and winds whispering by,
when she leaned on my shoulders, sitting on a hillside,
she said, “You are an idiot but I still like you”,
you are not what I want but you are you”,
those moments like bubbles met the same end,
she kept her head on my shoulder, holding the rose in the other hand…