I dont think a collection of words make a poem..and thats why i didnt venture into poetry till now. But somehow the following collection of words(that too rhythemically) had got into my mind today and with due apologies to the true poets there...here I go..

Is there a road
beneath the ocean floor
that woudl lead to rome
which houses his ancestoral home
will there be a moon
that would be cool
to take his frown
as if in a pool
will there be a star
to show him the report card
that would give him pride
and then would take him for a ride
there would be none
for, then why so hot is the sun
oh god! get him a moon and star
then he would have got
a family to settle at the end!!!!

Now that doesnt make a poem by any account..but it still is my own creation isnt?