UncategorizedLets Fly. January 3, 2022January 3, 2022 aveekoiqbalneep Lets fly to the depths, Where the sun rises. Lets fly, To the heights where we can eat all good foods. Lets fly away from all hypocrisy and bad deeds of others, For we play the game of hi and thoughts, Where non can stop us from being the truest ones. Adios! Like this:Like Loading...
UncategorizedSun In The Mind. March 5, 2021March 5, 2021 aveekoiqbalneep Sun in the mind, Has a big shine, It is love of the heavens, Where everything is fine. For God the king, Sees that everything goes well. But he isn’t visible. But the Sun is. So the sun in the mind, Seeks that happy time, Of which we are the creator, To the end point. Adios! Like this:Like Loading...
UncategorizedOh Wonder Oh Wonder! It’s Summer. April 24, 2020April 24, 2020 aveekoiqbalneep ππ°ππ³ Oh wonder oh wonder, It’s summer. The temperature is boiling hot. Nearly about forty degrees Celsius. I am not the weather man. But had there been a person, Some cold lemon juice, It would have cooled my senses, And given a huge relief. Now the only funnier side of, It being summer is that, Most of us remain indoor, As much as possible, Yet people tend to go on vacations, And spend much of their time outdoors. Maybe they are sunproof. Adios! Like this:Like Loading...
Blog, Poetry, Sun And The Mountain.Sun And The Mountain. December 17, 2019December 17, 2019 aveekoiqbalneep The sun went up to the mountain, It was very near to the peak, The mountain told that, βYou are so near, That I feel uncomfortable, As you have not studied me.β The Sun told, βMr.Mountain, I know each bit of you, We are friends and foes forever, As you are so cold and I am so hot. I will make the snow melt into a stream. It will flow down as a stream into a river, And people will know about you.β The mountain smiled, As it would get rid of its extra burden, The Sun went up and above and smiled to all.β Adios! Like this:Like Loading...
Itβs A Beautiful Morning.Itβs A Beautiful Morning. December 7, 2019December 7, 2019 aveekoiqbalneep Itβs a beautiful morning, The sun is shining, The bread is baking, The writers are writing. And only the common man knows, The happiness in it. Adios! Like this:Like Loading...