Hey! Mr.Pothole

I was on road, riding on my bike,
Something hit me or I hit something, which I dint like,
For a moment, I said hi to my soul,
Never realized, that there was a pothole.

Hey Mr.Pothole, you are no crater,
For this is a road, you are just a clutter,
You are ugly, why are you here,
You are a road monster, whom people fear.

You are filled with muddy water, when it rains,
While passing by you, I have to use all my brains,
How did you exist, who is your creator?
Somehow now you have become a predator.

I can’t identify you, even after passing by you each day,
You grow bigger; you change your face every day,
To avoid you, I take a different route,
For you are my enemy I want to shoot.

Unfortunately, I find your family everywhere,
The roads now need a new sign board saying, Beware, (Beware of potholes)
Hope your future generations get extinct forever,
Let this bring us relief and I see you never.

Vinaya Kumar Hanumanthappa

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Hi, I am Vinay from Bangalore, India. I am a software engineer by profession. I see myself as (V)ery (I)nteresting, (N)atural and (A)dmirable (Y)oungster :), I believe in making world a beautiful place to live by expressing our feelings, thoughts, experiences, learning and many more through poetry., I blog @Simply Vinaya, http://vinayakumarhanumanthappa.blogspot.in/

Last updated October 18, 2013