Sonnet: Travelling-Risks

Some crazy doctors drive their car like a plane;
They love to change their cars often in life;
They're used to fly in cars in any lane;
They whiz through air on roads akin a knife.

Some fly in planes like traveling by bus;
The shorter time and luxury seem good;
They love air-hostesses who make a fuss;
They dart through clouds enjoying trips as could.

The risks to life some take are pretty much;
Though travel's safe, you can't predict mishap;
The insurance for life gives Midas' touch;
The changing weather makes machines to flop.

A certain risk, you have to take each day;
A lazy risk-free life is not right way.

Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-2-2015

by Dr. A.Celestine Raj Manohar M.D.,

Comments (1)

Hearty smiles, so malicious Warm embraces, so intoxicating The blood queen of illusions Drowning souls in her pools of desire Scooping hearts at their peaks of pleasure Playing hearts for blood.....ohhhh this is a marvelous poem dear poet... desire, eros, romance, sex and evil. its bloody effects....... all are depicted in a picturesque way in this great poem. thank you very much. tony