Thursday 7 April 2016

The Man who Stole the Moon




Hey guys!! You all must be knowing Gruuuu from the Despicable Me movie series. Honestly I loved the character and so here's my attempt at a write up on my favorite aspect of the character.... Enjoy!! 





The man who stole the Moon


A mind so sharp, a villain like none other,
However, mistreated by his own mother.
Ever since he was a kid he had an aim,
The moon, to himself he was to claim.


He built mock-ups and chalked down plans,
Even built a functional model with his little hands.
The plan to steal the moon was a gradual process,
And each step of it was for his mother to assess.


Not that she paid any interest to the whole thing,
His plans, to her the innocent child would bring.
Only to get shrugged off and ignored,
As the usual "eh" out from her mouth poured.




He showed her models of the rocket he was to use,
First of bananas then, a RC with no screws loose.
For the crime of the century he was to commit,
And he wanted her to know who was behind it.




And so the little villain grew up disdained,
To get some attention he badly pained.
So when villains were about stealing things like the pyramids,
Of his moon plan, he was busy checking the grids.




For several years he and his cousins the minions,
(Though as to being his cousins there are different opinions)
Worked for their cousin (master) to aid his deed,
And eventually in his plans he did succeed.


But he was good at heart, the criminal of the century,
His attitude towards his 3 little girls  was exemplary.
And trying to save them he undid the evil deed,
And after a fateful encounter, the moon was freed.




The world celebrated the hero-once-a-goon,
Now known as The man who 'saved' the moon.

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Saturday 2 April 2016

Pure Intentions




Pure Intentions


You will always find critics,
Sometimes many, other times few.
Whatever be their analysis,
Know that there's no replacement for you.


Place their views someplace safe,
Somewhere, you they don't bother.
For to opinions, you're not a slave,
There's so much in life to smother!


Because if your intentions are pure,
None of what the world thinks matters
And once their opinions are locked secure,
In your heart there will be no splatters.


And those precious moments away they give,
In worldly gossip and chatter.
Are wasting the wondrous opportunity to live,
On things that will never matter.


This life is precious and brief,
So stand for others while you can.
Fill it with happiness not grief,
Of your existence in this short span.


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