
Centuries old are the meanings,
The faith and everything that is in it.
The love is grand and the timings are new,
But as we are stuck,
So nothing can harm or make fun of us,
For truest of the true we are and will be so.
Adios!

Centuries old are the meanings,
The faith and everything that is in it.
The love is grand and the timings are new,
But as we are stuck,
So nothing can harm or make fun of us,
For truest of the true we are and will be so.
Adios!

The thoughts written by old towners are rusty and dusty,
They are ineligible and meaningless,
For they have been written for their own benefits.
That’s why they are the old towners.
The biggest lesson which life teaches is never trust anyone.
Adios!

The old days were beautiful,
When the moon laughed and the sun danced.
When we used to walk all the time with laughter and jubilation,
But with changing times,
The olden days are now with us and we are with them.
The only difference is that the truth which was not known is now known.
Just that the hidden wishes have been destroyed and health has been gained.
Adios!

The excellent thought ,
Of winning the game,
The beauty,
The work done.
After all the thoughts are excellent.
Just that they can’t be always true.
But we are and will be winning the game truly and always.
Adios!

The big pineapple,
The beautifully cut pieces.
The excellent freshness,
It Is all being added In the mixer,
So that pineapple juice could be made .
But few pieces have been kept aside,
Simply for eating.
Adios!