Tag: Europe

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!

Ever increasing,

Is God’s love.

Ever increasing,

Are the leaves on a tree.

Ever increasing,

Is a doctor’s fee.

Ever increasing,

Are the fours hit in an over.

Ever increasing,

Are the freebies,

Ever increasing,

Are the videos on internet.

But what doesn’t increase is the beautiful childhood which we all have left behind.

The beautiful sunny days where we were care free.

The days when a rupee used to buy, two nice and juicy eclairs chocolate.

Adios!