This is a silly poem I just wrote after a field trip to INS Shivaji(Naval Training & Engineering Establishment) in Lonavala so that I don't forget the day's events, since for a change, I didn't bother taking notes :) (Yes, go ahead and laugh, whoever gets the joke). The rhyming scheme and choice of words doesn't bother me right now because all I wanted to do was write this down while the events of the day are still clear in my mind and then sleep! Here goes nothing!
A bus ride where the manner of sleeping became a joke (I personally found nothing funny in it)
On reaching, a man in blue uniform spoke.
Spoke of the whats and hows and whys
Even during a ship-like simulation ride.
The models, techniques, badges were fascinating,
People walking around or just sitting and contemplating.
A beautiful landscape amidst the hills and the trees,
A dam compensated for the lack of a sea.
Water fights followed, a must have at such a spot.
Enjoyed by all but a few spoilsports.
After we left, a sense of dissatisfaction filled us,
The craving for food arose within us.
A craving that six cups of ice cream could not suffice,
Was satiated by kala khata syrup on ice. (Reference: Golas)
Jokes cracked on sucking the ice stick,
Ended when a boy dropped the ice itself.
A pitiable waste, I thought.
Dehydration on the bus ride back,
Too bad, now I'm just going to hit the sack.