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.
The bird went higher,
And higher,
And higher.
Till it reached the kingdom of the Angels.
There it landed safely on the porch of angel’s domain.
The Angels asked the bird to go back to the sky,
Where it would fly again.
For time had not yet arrived for the bird to become an angel,
For a bird is better than an angel,
As it is free,
Even more than the angels.
Adios!
Their next tour,
Was in the beautiful city of Amsterdam.
From there, they flew to the Swiss Alps.
The Alps provided a view which is charming and yet chilling.
It takes courage to stand on the highest top of the Alps and get the feeling of being on a vacation.
From there they visited the African safari,
Where they ventured out to meet with the lions, giraffes, tigers and zebras.
They have now planned for their next tour which would encompass few countries on this side and that side of the Atlantic ocean.
But just as a bird has to fly back home after migrating to another place, they too have to return to the cozy nest called home.
Adios!
There are some,
Who love mangoes.
There are some,
Who write lengthy answers.
There are some,
Who can’t sing a damn song.
There are some,
Who like to play with a tennis ball.
There are some,
Who play cricket.
There are some,
Who say it’s day.
There are some,
Who fry potatoes.
And there some,.
Who live, work hard and proudly stand for what they say.
Just like my and Ma’s beloved friend Joshua.
Adios!
Far from a tree,
A bird sings a morning song.
It says -“How do you do? It ain’t my first song”.
Far from the tree,
A small frog leaps,
Croaks a lot,
And jumps a bit.
Its mother tells it always,
“Be near me always,
And don’t go roaming,
Like the other frogs who are roaming around scot free.
Far from a tree,
Lives my friend,
Karl,
Who is always present and ever happy.
Adios!
I insist,
That you play with me.
I insist,
That you write a letter to me.
I insist,
That please, make me a pineapple blueberry pie.
I insist,
That sing a song for me,
Please, write a beautiful poem,
So, that I can smile more and more.
I insist,
Be our friend always.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 