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Did you see my car?

Did you see my car?

The one which is shiny and all bright.

I bought it in my dream.

Oh! How fast we drove,

The speed was endless,

The roads were clear,

With God’s grace we could hear only cheer and cheer.

 The dream broke up,

And I woke up,

There was no car to be seen,

Oh dear! Oh dear!.

I searched for it everywhere,

But felt it was waiting for me,

Saying to me –“I am parked here and here.”

Car, I searched for you everywhere,

Moved heaven and earth,

But didn’t get you anywhere,

Then realized it was only a dream,

But you my friend were more real than anything else,

As we made a beautiful team.

Adios!

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Pursuit.

I am in pursuit of happiness.

I am in pursuit of my dreams.

I am in pursuit of the work I do,

I am in pursuit of the Love I feel.

I am in pursuit of the things going on,

I am in pursuit of the sound beginning to song.

I am in pursuit of the merry around.

I am in pursuit of the boat that is boating on the lake.

Pursuit can be changed,

Can be moulded,

But to deny it,

Is a crime which last for ever long.

Adios!

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The Golden Seat.

The golden chair was of our sir.

The silver benches belonged to,

My fellow offenders.

Only I had been caught naughty and not truthful.

He called my parents,

And asked them to care about.

Only I did not throw the paper balls.

When he was back at us and wrote on the blackboard,

Tough and very tough sums without giving a stop,

From there only he would ask “Do you follow my kids?”

By that time my friends had already made

The teaching gap with nice paper mesh.

He would turn back and say “You will never change.”

“Yes sir, we will definitely do when we will be of your age.”

Adios!

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The Storm.

Storm was brewing up,

Strong winds were blowing.

Nature was showing it’s angry form,

Which could have been devastating.

Upon seeing those winds,

We became scared,

With folded knees,

We prayed to God.

A storm means destroyed shanties,

A storm means a swelled sea,

Storm means uprooted trees.

Again ten-fifteen minutes passed,

We prayed more sincerely and fervently to God.

Again ten-fifteen minutes passes,

Slowly the storm abated,

We heaved a sigh of relief,

Cold winds started blowing,

The force of mind,

Blew the storm.

Adios!

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A Sailor’s Chest.

I am a sailor’s chest,

On the ocean bed,

Coral reefs all around,

In the depth of the Atlantic.

Often I cry for bright sunrise,

The owner’s name is written on the side of mine,

Closed for time.

The mosses grew over me.

A group of small fish came along with waves,

Past and ate them all for me.

A big ship passed and I got a lift.

In the crest of a coral reef,

I cried to God, please take me up.

And make me all out of this.

I am a tick-tock watch.I am golden.

I am his clothes and diaries.

I am a lot of letters, We are gems,

We are papers and pens of him.

You were Mr.Brand,

The sailor indeed.

But your badge was golden.

As was me.

Twenty five years came by.

I was a thing of thee.

Two divers came and searched around,

Could get me out of the sea.

I was laden with his emotions.

Now I am fine.

Oh! My golden divers.

Who made me happy.

By packing me in the cardboard box,

They sailed again For Lisbon.

Address was written on my side.

Mr.Brand was still alive,

When told about me.

Came and hugged and cried all through,

 Forgetting the time and the sea.

Searched and when the locksmith came,

He made me very happy.

Adios!