Just for fun!

~Poem #1 - Wrote it for a lecture on Machine Translation that I had to take a few weeks back. Just to add some life to the otherwise boring lecture (I did also try including a lot of PJs in there though... Ya! Madness alright! :D )


Syntax, Semantics
Discourse, Pragmatics
Alignment, Multi-Words, Punctuation

Sarcasm, Intention
Poetry, Convention
Phrase Sense, Word Sense Disambiguation

Language Divergence,
Its core essence,
Are all a nuisance for Machine Translation

No matter which you try unriddling
You would still be lagging

If you forget or underrate
The Power of POS Tagging!

A Little Bit of This and A Little Bit of That

A few silly poems

Some shabby sketches

Those random poor jokes

That no one catches

Unprepared speeches

No hesitations

Stealthily reading novels

In exam preparations

Goofy dances

hard to stop

Zumba and tumba

and weird hip-hop

Croaking out songs

Like crazy loons

Grave guitar banging

more noise than pleasant tunes

The game of basket ball

where a tooth was lost

Those races, disgraces

sprains that caused

Sitting alone in evenings,

With deep profound thoughts

Funny fictitious philosophies

Beyond the grasp of clots

Hobbies, recreations

Had all the fun

Been there done that

All said and done,

"Jack of all trades, 

master of none

is certainly better off 

than a master of one" 

Athirst for Warmth

In stifling air

as it gasped
for breath

it saw it was just

benumbed from pain

not yet dead

And so it lay there
once again

Emotions dried

the darkness filled the

Void inside

Its thirst got quenched

From the tears it cried

But its hunger

Lingered on

For the light that crept in

At the break of dawn

And healed its

Bleeding flesh and bruise

Its wounds were tender

Painful, sore

It yearned for the light

Often, more

This restless yearning
Too long a wait
More anguish of mind
Than of physical state

Thats when its

Anger and fury peaked

Encaged, enraged

Vengeance it wreaked

overpowering

the numbing fear

It broke away

From the dungeon drear

Beating, defeating

The guilt, disdain

The mighty dragon

Rose again

In wrath, it exhaled

the fiery fire

intense, ablaze

with passion, with desire

its eyes

penetrating, sharp and still

stirring fright

a mere look could kill

its muscles burnt with

venomous hate

wings flapped wildly

toughened by the long wait

with mad ambition

dominance, decision

unparalleled strength

and fierce precision

a strong will

and stronger might

it readied itself for

The Last Fight

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