
To say hello,
Is the prime motto of a child.
The sheer happiness in seeing a new face,
Is a joy which can’t be understood by dumb heads.
For that you need to have a young brain and mind.
To say hello is the best one can at least do.
Adios!

To say hello,
Is the prime motto of a child.
The sheer happiness in seeing a new face,
Is a joy which can’t be understood by dumb heads.
For that you need to have a young brain and mind.
To say hello is the best one can at least do.
Adios!

A sweet chocolate bun,
Costs around Rupees sixty.
It tastes nice and chocolaty,
But sometimes it tastes bit stronger.
But a bun Is after all after bun and that resolves all the problems going around it.
Adios!

The lady who once was,
Still Is,
She will be.
It Is beyond fathom the love,
The elegance.
The glory.
But greater than her is my own maternal grandmother.
Adios!

Beautiful memories of the past,
Lets me fly to the time that was uniquely,
Non miserable and truly lovely.
It says that for the time was in my hands,
Without any over looming towers of nonsense.
Without any bull shot being served on a golden platter.
Without a thought of harm hovering around.
The memories do reignite the pain that is within,
But such is the power,
Of Ma’s love that despite me being unable,
Ma has kept me going.
It really takes a lot to be and to become,
But it takes much, much more to simply stand by.
Adios!

A dance which Is natural,
Has seeked some time,
Some love,
Some help from the Lord to be his and not thine.
The dance is true,
For it likes to be back home,
As It Is too late too jump again,
In time unknown.
Hope he listens with his might,
As I love him,
Let him fight.
A dance which can stopped has to be stopped,
For anything unnatural is timid,
Loathsome and hypocritical.
Adios!