Condom Random Condom.

Sir Whatshizname had a kingdom,
To his people he gave a lot of freedom,
but for all his subjects, however random,
It was mandatory to use a condom.

Whatshizname did a lot of things,
the whole kingdom lost a count of his flings,
but for all of them, however random,
He never forgot to put on a condom.

He fooled around with scores of pretty ladies,
but he was sure he didn't want umpteenth babies,
So who ever he did, how ever random,
He never skipped wearing a condom.

As I said, keeping a count was impossible,
but don't blame him for being irresponsible,
He was safe from STDs, However random,
because Whatshizname always had a condom.

He had learned his lesson the hard way,
When without it, a chick refused to let him have his way,
So now at any hour, however random,
Whatshizname always carries a condom.

Today he has married a pretty girl,
but thoughts of having children at his age makes his toes curl,
Whatever his reasons, however random,
Even post marriage, he still uses a Condom.

You may not have met him or approve of his acts,
But his concerns are not fictional, they are all facts.
So who ever you are, however random,
Be safe, responsible and don't forget the condom.




Issued in public interest - Redeff.

Melting Moments - An evening in the Park.

He walks in the evening inside the park,
The shadows lengthen as the day grows dark.
As the wind quickens and the sun wanes,
He looks at her with silent restraint.

He looks for it, deep inside her eyes,
And wonders if that is where his love ‘lies’,
He finds but silence amidst the grey,
Slowly, he looks away.

She starts speaking in a low voice,
About the talks that that had sounded so nice,
How she had smiled and forgotten the pain,
While they walked hand in hand, drenched by the rain.

He got no flowers, he got no gifts,
But was always there when she threw her fits,
She yelled at him and called him names,
And yet he loved her, always the same.

He loved her, that she knew,
He had thought she loved him too,
And yet she saw just the fun and games,
Playing along, immune to his pain.

And now he walks alone in the park,
His head bowed low, alone in the dark.
She looks at him with a tear in her eye,
And sees him fade as the day dies.