This site is as about the inspiration I get, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers, which receive light when asked to God.
Been thinking,
That I am hungry.
That something spicy and tangy,
Needs to be had.
Shall it be a burger?
Shall it be a pizza?
Shall it be a hot dog?
Shall it be an egg roll.
Nah! There’s nothing better than a nice plate of rice and dal (lentils).
Adios!
The humidity has been flying high,
For it can’t be touched with anything except precipitation or dew.
Well who cares?
The humidity,
Suddenly felt the need for its presence to be felt,
It thought hard,
And the next day morning the residents woke up to a huge blanket of fog.
Now humidity asked-“How’s that? Now do you all care?”
Adios!
The old man said no,
To any help.
To any request.
To any thing,
Which required his thought to be fared.
The old man said no to the all good things,
He said-“I am all alone,
And let my “self” sing.
Let the birds fly,
Let the world say hi,
I am an old man,
With no one save my friend,
My “hurting back.”
The old man said no,
To one and all.
Had one last request,
He said-“Can I have a bowl of ice cream?”
Adios!
As a student said,
“Sir do treat me right.
It’s my duty to do my homework,
It’s my duty to study for myself.
To keep my head high,
But Sir,
Please do treat me right.
I am that light,
Which shall shine sometime in the future.
I simply pray that sir-“Do give me the chance to prove myself,
Otherwise a student such as me can’t grow.
The professor kept quiet hearing this.
And the rest is unknown.”
Adios!
A jar of pineapple jam,
Is resting on the rack above,
In the kitchen.
Is hard for me to get.
Ma has made it after a lot of hard work.
It tastes nothing short of being made in heaven.
Now any (short) meal,
I feel the need for it to be eaten,
But it has been kept as a reserve.
Let’s hope someday,
I shall be able to bring down the jar,
And have some of it.
A Jar of pineapple jam,
Ooff!
Adios!
N.B.- What if I bring a stool and get it down? Hmmmmmmmmm.
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