Poems are gems..
Not anybody can write poetry.
It is inherent and at times latent.
I write as it comes to my mind and forget once I set them in my blog.
That is my strength and weakness.
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Tuesday, 31 March 2015
On My Window.
On my window
there is a sparrow
small and sweet
makes a chirpy tweet
sounds like a greet
it does every day
in a lively play
my day begins well
the startups swell
I do my chore
of lively four
one of writing
the other is reading
mostly a gazing
with a lot of eating.
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