I'm A Nice Guy!!! (A Sarcastic Plea to the higher Power)

I am always wrong,
With everything I do,
It has become my theme song,
I believe its true.

I can clap with one hand,
I can lick my elbow,
I can breathe under water,
I preach to trust a strange fellow.

I dont look both ways,
When I cross the street,
I tell all my students,
To go ahead and cheat.

I shout out loud,
When asked to be silent,
On a peace rally,
I act all violent.

I hold an abortion rally,
At a catholic church,
When I loose something,
I dont bother to search.

I drink coffee,
Right before I sleep,
I direct the kids,
Where the water is deep.

When I see a blind guy,
I ask for directions,
In the middle of a funeral,
I make funny impressions.

I cut classes,
When Im a teacher,
I learn evolution,
From a Christian preacher.

Then why doesnt Karma,
Throw me a bone,
With all these great qualities,
Why am all alone.


By Basheer Parvez.

An All Out Attack!!!

As I walk through the valley
Of shadow of death
Wait!! this was done by 2Pac
And you were listening to in bed

Making up poems
Makes you think you are cool
But people think of you
As a big damn fool

You think you can live
Without a worry or a thought
Shit keeps coming back
And spread on everything you have got

You can keep wanting things
That are out of your reach
No new tricks to
An old dog you can teach

You will always be sad
And come out as a loser
Once reality hits you
You nolonger will be the chooser

You think you have control
But you are out of it all
You can keep on resisting
But you cant prevent this fall

Looking for sympathy
In places that have none
Im gonna quit rhyming now
Because your life is no fun.


Peace Out.


By Basheer Parvez.

Part 2: Confessions for a Fat Man

Hey big man
With an appetite
Get out of my face
And out of my sight

You eat me up
Without a second thought
You even gulp the food
That was left to rot

I have seen you swallow
A whole damn pie
With a single bite
And on the side of Fries

Then you order yourself
A diet coke
With all that food
You'd certainly choke

You claim to have control
Over your belly's desire
Nothing can extiguish
Your Stomach's fire.


By Basheer Parvez.

Part 1: Confessions of a Fat Man

Hey Good Food
That I no longer eat
I convince myself
That you taste like feet

As I look through the shelves
Filled with ice cream cakes
One little bite is
That is all it takes

Stuff my face
With Briyani Rice
I bet you'd taste
So god damn nice

As I look away
Heart filled with despair
My longing for you dear food
Is beyond repair


By Basheer Parvez.