An ancient poetry,
Quite beautifully written is now erased from many memories,
For it is old as love itself.
An ancient poetry is as ancient as nature itself.
Adios!
An Ancient Poetry (Beautiful).
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The Smell Of Roses.
The smell of roses fills your mind with pleasantness,
With happiness,
With life.
It fills your life with something which is beautiful and exotic.
Adios!
A Blue Autorickshaw.
A blue autorickshaw,
Made me laugh ha ha, he he.
Truly speaking I was very happy.
Why?
Because it was full of warm hot tuty fruity bread.
(Tuty fruty bread is a type of sweet bread, hard to avail and soft and excellent to eat).
Adios!
The Small Tiny Things.
The Small Tiny Things,
Are causing much harm,
They need to be cleaned
And be done with.
A Helper In Hand.
A helper in hand,
Does some good deed.
But those deeds need some rectification to be better.
One has to try to be the best.
Make The Best Possible Attempt.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 