Oh Pigeon! you have no reason!

I always wanted to write poems, the sweet ones about the mountains and rivers and beautiful women- but there was one big glitch in it, i couldn't find these things to write about in everyday life this is to say the least.
I searched for a mountain
but could see none
I searched for a river but found out that my city was lacking in god's blessings
and finally i looked for beautiful women-lacking in personal experience i thought i would ask people about what beauty meant to them.Surprisingly no sane person could define what beauty really meant for them.
then sometime back i thought i would go reverse thinking-argue that a beautiful women does not exist and then disprove this btw was a boring technique as i couldn't define my parameters i.e. on what grounds beauty was to be defined-maybe that was the problem everyone were facing.

Leaving beauty to take it's own course- i decided that i would write a poem on a pigeon who earned my anger by laying an egg on bathroom window sill -later i decided that i would send it to the Times of India,the idea was abandoned quite immediately, then i decided that i would publish the same on orkut with all the other rubbish that it usually churns out

Here goes it's tentatively called
OH! PIGEON YOU HAVE NO REASON

Like it was this sunny morning
i never liked saying 'good morning'
it's not as though i hated greetings
and not that i had any important meetings

But the bathroom was surely out of bounds
Even to the fierce smelly hounds
Oh pigeon
you have no reason!
the thing you did
it made me cry (it really did)

Oh pigeon
you have no reason
this is royal treason
in the summer season

Oh pigeon(repeat 2 times, choir music up and fade)


hope you liked the poem
even if you didn't
as if i care