Books, made me drooL
A fan of them was I
Not a single genre was lefT,
As I read them from time to timE.
Could I write? I thought oh! NeveR,
Till poetry made me go gagA
And thus I...
The coin flip
Decides
Whether to bat, field.
The nation,
Sways to every six, four and wicket appeal,
Cricket, an emotion, that binds people.
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The sea so vast and calm,
Looks serene and divine.
The soft gurgle that it makes
Seems to spin a tale.
Listen! It comes closer,
To share a secret I feel,
Or a tale of love?
Or does it talk about...
Can you imagine,
Tea, generally harmless,
Became so harmful,
That it led to a massive
Destruction and mushroom cloud.
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Those two lines,
Were indeed the signs,
Of my greatest joy.
The phase ahead,
Was difficult to tread,
But, I did enjoy.
The result was a bliss,
As they planted a kiss,
Motherhood, Ahoy!!
Inspirations plenty,
Gets us thinking abundantly
How to interpret, how to present,
Oh! Plethora of confusions never seem to end.
Finally, when thoughts get the words,
Right, apt, a poem
Is born.