Tag: LITERATURE

Few cut outs,

Were layed on a table.

They were of an elephant,

A giraffe,

A lion,

And a gazelle.

The kid to whom all the cut outs belonged to was making a scrap book,

Which would contain all his favourite animals and birds.

The scrapbook had twenty pages in all,

Which with few more collections,

Would be complete.

Next time the boy would buy a scrapbook,

Of more than forty pages,

Hope he fills it with more beautiful collections.

Adios!

A big painting,

Was of a typewriter,

An ancient one,

It was sketched,

With oil pastels.

The big painting,

Adorned the wall of a house,

Where once typewriters,

Used to play an important role,

And the painting reminds the members of that household,

That the typewriter was a king once.

Adios!

I passed a place,

Where many people go on a daily basis,

There was a whiff,

A strong one,

Of a perfume.

In these days,

Where people are having to wear a mask,

Who would load themselves with such a heavy perfume?

I came back home,

And sanitized my hands,

The smell of the sanitizer was same with that of the whiff of the perfume which had got.

Then I realized that whoever had sprinkled himself/ herself with perfume,

Might have sprayed or applied himself or herself with a sanitizer,

And not with a perfume.

With every passing day,

Sanitizers are evolving,

Soon they might be available in diamond flasks,

Which only people with tough dough would be able to buy.

And those sanitizers would be kept safe in bank lockers.

People are having a hard time managing their families.

And there are some people,

Having a bath with sanitizer.

That horrible smell makes one feel that not one but two or three masks should be worn for protection from that truly mind blowing smell.

Adios!