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She is great, She is old but Still she is young. She loves However, can be terrific too. She is beautiful. She is my heart. I love her I love her style, And love her flowers. She is brave and Courageous too. She has diversity....

No one nigh me and close, me and my parents born. Could they roll on my tears. Couldn’t one make me hard to think. None could through the emotional spears. He could do it, so and won This heart though fleshy but sturd. The laughing...

“One by one, one by one, Two by two, who are you?” “Gobble – gobble – gobble I gobbled the knowledge. I know, I know, I know, Who is good who is crook? I am, I am, I am Gobble de Gook, Gobble de Gook....

Child is the father of man Give him love if something you can. To bring out the true me And the world let me see. O dear me! What this you did the crime? At the early of your prime. Why do you go so...

Give back my handsome past Where joys in plenty do they last Give back my laughing childhood Where under the sky playing once I stood. I want to be a kid that naughty child Where the world though seems so mild. Far from the world,...

Sharing together my haps and mishaps Leading and inspiring me towards my trend Consoling and laughing with me, in my life Crying for me at times hard, who can he be. Besides my affectionate friend.

Sleepless long dreary nights My heart being a flying kite Showering questions, do please answer me. Caught the kite for in the love tree. Start then might then the tearful rain Pieces, pierces goes as it drains. With you for is the string. Give back...

The haunting horror of Hovering hawks On cliffs. Scavengers patiently perched To let ‘me’ pass Rohtang, – The ‘Dead Pass’ – The Wasteland : Lahaul, Kaza, Kyelang; Where the half decayed lama

On a cold winter afternoon, A dog chases a fly, And hurts itself Each time the fly sits on its nose. On a pine sits a monkey, With a baby to its bosom, Relishing lice, From a fellow monkey’s body. A child from the window...

The feelings it bore The thoughts it had My past laid in it. The dreams happy and sad. It made no difference. Was life elated or in dole. The mere lost words, to the paper Had all flown out from my soul. My haps-mishaps, my...

A dog Went for a jog, Through the fog. He met a frog. The dog greeted the frog “Good morning Mr. Cat.” The frog got angry at the dog. The dog, who was on a jog Through the fog. “Look Mr. Fox, Pull up your...