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A Thought.

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A thought came into my mind.

It said-“Shall I do this or do that?”.

I kept quiet.

The thought too kept quiet.

After a few minutes,

The thought again asked,

“Have you decided?”

I kept quiet.

At last, when everything was cool and calm,

The thought took another shot at me.

“Say, say” it danced while poking me.

Nearly after half an hour,

The thought asked me-“Are you deaf? Can’t you hear that I am asking an important question? “.

I ignored it.

Adios!

N.B.-I thought that it began ignoring me too. Relief at last.Phew!

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A Gust Of Wind.

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A gust of wind,

Blew my hair.

All the strands stood up,

Like a writer’s flare.

A gust of wind,

Blew the wrappers of my donut,

Leaving the sticky cream of the donut on my hands.

A gust of wind,

Brought a leaf Into my hands,

Which was red in colour,

And it was from a Maple branch.

A gust of wind,

Blew our pain away,

And filled those gaps with bliss, happiness and light.

Adios!

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My Town.

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You go to my town.

People are there golden brown.

Blue and black are their eyes.

Yes,

My town is famous,

Famous for long trees,

Famous for small hills.

Once, a king kept there his crown.

Slept, a long sleep.

Looked for far,

And planted trees.

The king’s place is the fort now.

The place where he used to hunt,

They have made an enclosure,

Beneath the sun.

And now call it an animal park.

The brown people mostly laugh,

They are old stuff.

You know them,

They are all friendly and helpful.

And have known many good stories.

Will you go to my town?

Will you go and pick some Margosa leaves?

Will you give me my name,

If they have remembered me.

Will you pay homage to my town?

My legs can’t climb the hills.

Can’t shake hands with the browns.

Looking at the starry sky,

I try to remember,

Where I learnt noun, verb and pronoun.

Adios!