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The Palette Which Belonged To An Artist.

The palette which belonged to an artist,

Was encrusted in silver.

The artist had got it made so,

As it was a gift from his mother.

The palette had two colour boxes,

Save the colour making chambers.

He kept in it two special colours mixed together each,

For a special day.

The colours were natural colours

And were a unique lot,

For they could be bought in a special sale which came for two days,

Twice a year.

Seeing the palette everyday,

Gave the artist inspiration to work more and more,

He stayed on with it and

Let beauty in the form of art flow from his hands.

The palette remained with him life long.

Adios!

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Some People.

Some people,

Who call themselves big in life,

Are mostly not.

They say they eat pizza for lunch and burgers for dinner,

But they don’t.

Some people,

Now new,

Feel that they are old.

Some people,

Protest that they aren’t old,

But they truly are.

Some people,

Need flowers to be happy.

Some need cars

And some need love.

Very few think about what their self wants.

Adios!

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A Lotus In A Pond.

A poem

A lotus in a pond,

Standing for ages,

Lone in the blue water,

Waited for a friend.

But there were no other being in the pond,

Except a few fishes.

Now one day,

God happened to be walking by

And he was in a good mood,

He saw the all alone lotus.

He waved his hand,

The effect was stupenduous.

The whole pond bloomed with lotuses and water lilies and many small water flowers and fishes of different colours.

The lotus which was alone before,

Became so happy that it radiated so brightly

And it glowed much.

The lotus lived happily with its friends.

Adios!