She is flying kite
sometimes Einstein
And sometimes tube light
Sleep early, sleep well,
She thinks at night
Taking bath before sleep,
Gives her delight
She is a noble beauty,
As bright as white
Radiations coming from her body,
Not infrared but visible light
Full moon of summer,
In December sunlight
After a long five years,
She is ones back to home flight
Read novels, write poems
Reached creativity’s height
All arts of universe,
Packed in her tight
Of world’s finest dish,
She is the first bite.
She is the fairy for whom,
With daemons one can fight
Truly an angel,
Modest, humble and polite
Sometimes make me confused,
Being moody, she might
Heaven on earth,
Her presence makes the site.
This is what I think
Maybe wrong or right.
4 comments:
again she !!!!!!!!!!
she will come 4 more times :P
:P bahl kuch "he" pe bhi likh yaar :P
check ma last post........its absolutely "he", although we had some doubts :P
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