On Your Marital Bliss!

Arindam Moulick

The marriage of true minds                        

Celestial in its blissful intimacy                     

  Is a married life                                              

So it is time now to be coochie-coochie

  With your newly wedded wife!

Lost bachelorhood

But alas! You have lost forever

  The supreme bachelor’s feeling -

  A lonely song of independent meaning.

Beware! You have just piled upon you

  A sumptuously new heavy ceiling!

Chubby hubby’s love

A swarm of love-bees will bite you

  Into an insatiable love-sick Caribou.

Mustn’t you surprise your better half?

  Like you can gingerly do when you laugh?

Candyfloss

Pluck an electric star from the sky

  When you suspect that she’s gonna cry.

Give it to her and don’t ever lie:

  About the fact not known to her

That you can always try

  And become an intimate sweety pie!!

Honeymoon

Drive away from your home.

Take her off to Paris and Home.

Wishing to fly to Microsoft America?

  Then pack off to that land exotica.

Nights Uncensored!

Every night will privately sing

  Songs of venomous scorpion sting!

Every night you’ll be clean bowled

  As orgasmic passion strikes gold

Every day you will shop for fancy;

  Burn your pockets like a ruined chassis!

Cheers to thee

Drain a bottle of scotch, vodka, or gin

  Into that bonnet, you’ve below your chin.

Desires will then begin to flow

  Taking magical strides of love that will glow.

Desires will also superbly boil

  In the saucepan of love, lovely and royal.

Being amazed at your perfect find;

  Discover an unknown world of a sultry kind.

Lovingly yours

With all that you cannot be

  Not just having to wear Denim, jeans Lee,

Or even buying things for your honey-bee.

But with all that you can be

  Or what really holds the key

  Is only the amount of love you feel and see.

Because true love purely transforms

  Even an undeserved fellow

  Into a person honest, humble, and mellow.

Kindergarten Dad

Kids will trespass into your private nights

  With their stormy, yet crocodile cries!

Mornings will press you hard to rise

  Wanting you to be extra good and extra wise.

Have not more than one.

Try not to lose life’s healthy fun.

Light up the lanterns of love and care.

Build up your family on the motliest fare.

Marital jubilation is short-lived though

  But play it cool and go tic tac toe!

By Arindam Moulick

- Written on 12 June 1998

- For Sitaram, a dearly beloved friend.

- This poem has also been published on the EzineArticles.com website. Click on the link below to read the poem: http://ezinearticles.com/?On-Your-Marital-Bliss!-And-Two-Others,-Three-Poems&id=9266526