Author: aveekoiqbalneep

A shoe ,

Neither of leather nor of corduroy.

But a plain shoe for marketing purpose,

Needs to be mended for it has got torn at the sides.

But cobblers are in shortage these days,

For most have gone back to their town

And few who are still left are hardly seen.

The shoe has been kept aside,

For the time being.

Adios!

A new cartoon and an old song,

Previewing on television,

Shone on the memory path,

For the cartoon had long been gone.

The cartoon jiggled up the laughter within and the song went merrily along.

The cartoon was called new because his features had been brightened to bring him to life in the modern generation.

Adios!

A jingling man,

Jingling his hat for he had dressed as a clown that day.

He had practiced a lot and started his day in a new style by trying to male himself laugh.

A jingling man,

Found laughter in ice creams, in toys,

In trains,

In games,

In his Lord,

Who loved him very much.

Adios!

A little boy,

Full of happiness,

Bubbling with happiness and jumping with joy,

For he had found his long lost pen,

Which used to be his best friend.

Many exams he appeared with it,

Scoring nearly full marks each and every time.

The pen is a gem in his pocket.

Adios!

Infusion of thoughts,

With a bit of cheeriness and glee,

Brings home the fact that it is true to be good.

Infusion of thoughts,

With sights and forethoughts,

Might be of true and real thinking,

Much better than the rest of the lot.

Adios!