‘In silent sufferance” is the fortnightly theme on S&Co. and this is my contribution.
Eleven long hours its been,
Since the shores of my homeland seen
The inflight music, an incessant drone
Someone, lend me an ear-phone!
I stretch, I bend, and wince and moan,
Muffled sounds, I piteously groan
I turn to my left, and then to my right,
Arrrgh! This is one horrible night!
Until finally, with valour I stare
At the pot-bellied man, who polished his fare!
He looks at me, lets a toothy smile,
Phew! That gust of wind smells vile!!
The aloo-tikki has done its job
That awful mooli on the hob!
With a happy ‘Burrrrp’, he rubs his tummy
Winks at me, and asks ‘Some rummy?’
I weakly smile, pretend I’m homesick
In unstated misery, I see my watch tick
When? Oh when..will this journey end
Oh! Run for cover! He’s going to bend!
How I wish I could summon the crew
And have thrown this monster, into the loo!
Or push him out of the aircraft? Don’t!!
I would if I could, but I can’t so I won’t!
Please let me know what you think. I think it needs a lot of re-work. Editing, Tweaking, whatever. Suggestions/critique eagerly sought 🙂
Writer-z-block 