"20/12-2012" The Poem-
20 12- 20 12 ,the wake up call was a birthday call,
singing rhymes the best of these times,
with friends on hold with love untold,
although late, they came up with a cake,
the cake was 'bheesh' b4 it was on my face,
filled with mirth went another day of birth,
with friends i found, this time around,
for all is well that ends with a "well",
therez no need to tell, its time to sleep well.
-MR
'Bliss'
(Some thing I wrote a long time back and still cherished )
20 12- 20 12 ,the wake up call was a birthday call,
singing rhymes the best of these times,
with friends on hold with love untold,
although late, they came up with a cake,
the cake was 'bheesh' b4 it was on my face,
filled with mirth went another day of birth,
with friends i found, this time around,
for all is well that ends with a "well",
therez no need to tell, its time to sleep well.
-MR
'Bliss'
(Some thing I wrote a long time back and still cherished )