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A Glam Girl.

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A glam girl went high up the ladder,

She won fame and

Was known for her charm and beauty.

But few knew that behind her glam and charm,

She was a doctor,

Who took her work far and beyond.

She would act for a few days,

Do short films and go off the radar.

Now she has become a specialist,

And works with a big heart.

She is still a glam girl,

Yet she tries to shed it off.

But people remember her for her acting skills,

While those whom she treated,

Remember as her “The Doc”.

For humanity still exists in many while,

The fictious things go away.

Adios!

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A Try.

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A try to try,

To prove that you are a human.

A try to cry,

To lessen your heart of all the pain.

A try to look out,

For the winds which might say “Hi”.

A try to discourse,

On what has not been told.

A try to study,

Where marks have already been decided.

A try to win,

For the game is still on.

A try to laugh,

For the jokes need to be hilarious.

A try to write,

For the blog must go on.

A try to read,

For the books are everywhere.

A try to love,

For love is God’s and it is the only thing sane and beautiful.

Adios!

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A Lover’s Chivalry.

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A cuckoo coos in my mind,

That I must go for a movie.

The tickets are available.

Movie means popcorn,


Movie means sandwich,

Movie means three hours alone.

Movie means ice cream and its beautiful crucnchy cone.

Movie means action, dance and songs.

Movie means a story with emotion,

The good wins at the end and leaves a mark on your mind.

Now my movie was based on a sailor’s life.

Just the cruise has landed.

He could see his family,

But still he felt that he was reeling on the waves.

Everybody came to meet him,

His fiancé is waiting for him.

Two old sailors came and told him about the debt he had and asked the money.

He paid then and there.

But they never cared, asked for more and more, asked for wine and asked for any job in the cruise.

Some little quarrel, some tension over there.

His fiancé was scared.

He told his fiancé, that money is not enough.

All money he had spent for his debt.

He spent a few days at home,

Some more work and then some cons were after him.

He fought nicely.

Got married in the church and took the bride back in the cruise,

Happy and sad both are life.

Anyhow, I ate the popcorn and a thought came “Where is my bride?”

If a situation comes, I will not mind for a fight.

I will eat peanuts and on a horseback, I will go for a ride.

We will gallop and gallop.

The road will not end, till we reach the hills and rivers,

And we could settle in the new home we make.

Long trees, squirrel and sparrows.

Fruits and berries, soups and salads and grilled chicken.

That movie made my day.

Adios!

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A Field Of Wonder.

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A field of wonder,

Blew my mind,

I found my friends,

Who were fairies, legends,

And magic folk.

But wonder of the wonders was,

A man who was a common man,

And had been with fairy folk,

For centuries.

He had helped build them a big fortress,

Which was magnificent and large.

And this earned him a respect which would be his forever and forever.

A field of wonder,

It was indeed,

For there grew magical strawberries, lemons, and peanuts.

If you would open them up, they would go pop.

If you said to them-“Dear strawberry please open up, then the strawberry would cut itself into seven pieces and present itself before you.”

If you would say to a peanut-“Please, sir peanut, give us few peanuts, then four nuts would come out of the peanut and go straight into your mouth.”

If you squeezed a lemon, then the lemon would squeeze all of its juice into your eyes. But a song would calm it down and all of its juice would go into the glass.”

So, tell me, isn’t it a field of wonder.

For a human it is a field, but for a magic being it’s an unimaginably vast land.

Adios!

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A Truant Singer.

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A truant singer,

Would flip his songs.

Promising the audience,

Never he let himself be seen.

A truant singer,

Made all possibilities,

Of distaste, passion and wins,

He let the wind flow,

And brought the faith in mass go against him.

He stood for himself,

And changed his thoughts.

He became a different man,

And won everyone’s heart.

He wasn’t truant anymore,

But a true and honest singer,

Whose songs reached the zenith,

Where it should have gone before.

The songs he sings are beautiful,

Let him play the music,

And let us listen to him,

For the world is his stage,

As he didn’t go asunder.

Adios!