Frivolity,
Isn’t a rare plunge.
It grows with time and ways.
Be careful to cut it’s roots,
Otherwise it would entangle you in a,
Superfluous continuous loop.
Adios!
Frivolity.
Tag: Love
A Broken Heart. (Poetry)
A broken heart,
A broken soul.
A broken mind,
Which isn’t a fool.
A broken jinx,
For the love I care.
A broken thought,
With no repair.
A love down the drain,
As autumn winds,
It comes from a blessed soul,
Who has no wings.
Please don’t despair.
Please don’t cry,
Have a piece of chocolate,
For the day tomorrow,
Pleas bring in a bright new sky😄.
Adios!
When I Will Be Free.
When I will be free,
For the birds and angels to see.
I shall soar above the skies,
Like a one,
Who likes to give a try.
I shall win,
And be victorious,
For my Ma and Baba are my friends,
And we shall fly together forever.
Adios!
A New Food In An Old Land.
A new food in an old land,
Isn’t unheard of,
But the surprise is delighful,
In the sense that the aroma and taste of,
The foos bamboozles your taste buds.
It’s divinity in hindsight,
A perfect blessing,
Like the love of a child,
Who wants nothing,
But only love and care.
Adios!
A Beautiful Imagination.
A beautiful imagination,
Of a small boy winning a cup,
Came true.
Indeed a boy,
Aged about four years,
Won a small bronze cup,
In a spelling competition.
He also won a toy bus with the cup.
And that made him and his parents very happy.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 