Tuesday, 11 March 2014
Monday, 10 March 2014
Forest
Forests, so dynamic,
Heal our soul.
They quench our thirst with rivers, so picturesque,
Or provide us with a medicinal bowl!
The trees, the giants,
Sooth are body,
Their air breeze and fragments.
Sometimes calm, at times, rowdy!
At times, I wonder,
Why plunder?
The natural habitat,
The animals surrender,
But are we, people ready for tit for tat?
——
People, save forests! Please
Heal our soul.
They quench our thirst with rivers, so picturesque,
Or provide us with a medicinal bowl!
The trees, the giants,
Sooth are body,
Their air breeze and fragments.
Sometimes calm, at times, rowdy!
At times, I wonder,
Why plunder?
The natural habitat,
The animals surrender,
But are we, people ready for tit for tat?
——
People, save forests! Please
Friday, 7 March 2014
The Story of My Fracture!
Recently, I fell off my bike and fractured my hand!
The story's in a poem, so that I can share this with you people...
11th was the day, all happy and gay!
Until it came that moment,
Of tragedy and dismay...
Oh, why I saw stunts on TV,
Why did I emulate the Magic School Bus.
I used to cycle in the evening, freely,
This plaster now, has created a fuss!
Friends, I got over-excited,
My cycle was repaired that day, fresh as new.
On that day, I somewhat became a psychic,
And fell off, breaking the screw!
The story's in a poem, so that I can share this with you people...
11th was the day, all happy and gay!
Until it came that moment,
Of tragedy and dismay...
Oh, why I saw stunts on TV,
Why did I emulate the Magic School Bus.
I used to cycle in the evening, freely,
This plaster now, has created a fuss!
Friends, I got over-excited,
My cycle was repaired that day, fresh as new.
On that day, I somewhat became a psychic,
And fell off, breaking the screw!
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