Population

The problems of some world
Is too many people they hold
In the past they were told
How it was counted as gold

The day it dawns
The serpant starts his fawns
Its time to play pawns
And end it with yawns

Is it the heat or the sun
Forces the loins to burn
Nobody is thinking of the turn
Or take the path of the nun

The time calls for the need
Nothing wrong with the deed
For the rubber will impede
And provide you with the lead

Bowlers Era

Being a bowler in cricket myself. It's saddening to see them, reduced to nothing in the game of cricket. Now with high scoring matches becoming a common practice in the game. Bowlers are reduced to mere puppets, manipulated by the batsmen. I think It's time that bowlers applied there mind to the game, apart from just the strength. There are a few things they can try -

1) To bring more variation in the bowling. Now the big question is how? Now apart from the standard variation we already have, there is one more that the bowlers can start working on. Which I mastered to some extent with great success in my playing days. That is mastering 3-4 different bowling actions! Any bowler who has played a lot of cricket, I know will surely agree with me. If I tell him, that different actions aid different types of swing bowling. If you want to bowl in-swingers, a chest on action is very good. Side on action is good for out-swingers. So if a bowler can master these 2 basic action, he can easily double his variation.

2) The other advantage that can come out of this strategy is, it can be good for the muscles. Now both these actions use different muscles of the shoulder. So it would be a good distribution of the load on more muscles instead of using a few all the time. Leading to lesser injuries and more playing time.

Common my favorites, its time to be more creative!!

Mark.

Jack - Hey, Mark. What are you doing?
Mark - Well, filling white pages. Making them partially black.

There you go..

The other day I entered, into a bar
Sat next to a women whose eyes were blue
Looked into her eyes, saw the ocean and waves
Asked her permission, If I could take a swim

She looked back and wondered at the eyes that were brown
Reminded her of the desert in one of those towns
Asked me to meet her, in the place
Where the beaches are desert, and have no names

Got tagged by @kash
Tagging back.

Rain god

A man was born some time in the past, long forgotten. He had a problem, right from the day of his birth. Wherever he went, rain would pour over his head all the time , 24 hrs of the day. He grew up like this, hearing from friends and relatives stories of the sun shinning over them and all around. How wonderful was it to have the sunlight fall over your skin and the warmth the body felt under it. Wherever he went people welcomed him a lot. In dry places more then in the wetter places. Though nobody wanted too much of him all around the year. Like this he lived for a long time. One day he committed suicide thinking what he will never have!

Luckily he got a slot in the heaven after his death. He felt very pleased as rain would bother him no more. One day the God called him and asked "Why did you commit suicide?"

He explained to God his wretched existence and all about the rains following him everywhere. To which the God replied "Didn't you know I made you the rain God?"