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Glow Of The Setting Sun.

Glow of the setting sun,

Is cool and calm.

It looks like a big ball of yellow and orange light.

Picking up it’s office bag,

And getting ready to go home.

The glow of the setting sun,

Is spread wide and far,

But it looks like a beautiful rose of a crimson hue.

The glow of the setting sun,

Is warm and all magnificent.

The best thing is,

That you can look directly at it,

Without harming your eyes.

It’s best to watch a sunset at the sea beach.

The glow of the setting sun,

Reminds us that it is time to go home.

Adios!

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Oh! Why Didn’t You Come For Lunch?

Oh! Why Didn’t You Come For Lunch.

Oh! Why didn’t you come for lunch?

You called day before yesterday ,

And said-“I am coming .I will have lunch”.

I was super excited.

Ma made all your favourite dishes.

From morning I was very excited that you were going to come.

We cleaned the house, dusted every nook and corner.

A new dining cloth was laid as it was a grand occasion that you were coming.

Ma had arranged the drawing room beautifully and we were waiting for you.

But when the lunch time came, you didnt come.

We waited and waited.

Then you called and said-” I am not coming for lunch”.

And the line got disconnected.

We called you up several times and it said that the number was switched off.

After waiting for an hour more, we had our lunch.

Then I felt sleepy, so I went to sleep.

In the evening, I woke up and saw that Ma had made bread- jam and milk.

I gobbled it up fast.

After half an hour or so, the intercom bell rang.

The security guy said that someone had come.

The doorbell rang and I opened the door.

It was you who was standing infront of me.

I hugged you tightly.

You said that you were sorry.

And that you were in a hurry.

But Ma and me, we wouldn’t listen.

We ordered that you would have to eat dinner and you could only leave early in the next morning.

Baba came home and you two had a long and deep chat.

Then Ma served dinner, I helped too.

Even after having such a sumptuous dinner, you didn’t tell us that why didn’t you come for lunch.

I got angry with you, but then I remembered that you hardly come so I cooled down my anger.

Then you revealed the reason why you couldn’t come over for lunch.

That’s because you were constipated.

Ha, ha, ha.

Well no problem, constipation is a regular feature in our lives.

Well good night and do sleep tight.

Early in the morning you said bye and went away.

We all had an awesome time, when you were here.

But, who were you?

You were my uncle. Who had gifted me a big cycle in my childhood. Since then my love for you increased three-four times.

Adios!

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Fruit Punch.

Fruit punch O’ fruit punch,

Where had you been?

I had been waiting long for you.

A fruit punch is such a drink which can refresh anybody.

I don’t know what is it made of,

But definitely there are various fruit syrups in it.

Having it, gives a sense of happiness.

The drink itself looks beautiful when served with

A cherry on top.

Fruit punch O’ fruit punch be delicious, flavourful and wonderful as you were always.

Have a glass of fruit punch, refresh yourself and be happy.

Adios!

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The Comical Scooter.

The comical scooter,

Goes zig zag zoom.

It makes the sound “Tik takk tuum”.

The driver is very funny,

Wears a humungous helmet on his head.

And he sure does carry an extra large driving license with him,

But no one can read his name,

As it full of gibberish.

It reads-Name-“VYYCXTDYFJUIMOHVXEZRZTC”.

Now, who can read such an absurd name?

The comical scooter can take you anywhere,

The only thing is be sure to hold fast to your seat belt and broom, broom and broom.

And you are there.

N.B.- How does one hold fast to his seat belt? And that too on a scooter?

Adios!

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The Road We Travel.

The road we travel,

Is far and narrow.

Run as much as one can,

But there isn’t an arrow.

The directions are often misleading,

They don’t show the path,

The knowledgeable keep quiet,

While the unknowledgeable run amok.

The road we travel has life hidden in it,

But to find it,

It often takes a strain to get through it.

It’s unlawful.

It’s unwanted.

Only the support remains,

While others vamos.

Adios!