I am ex-Irwinite
We are both Delhites
In our own rights
We both love verses
And literary discourses
Music and melody
Rapturous rhapsody
She is a literary buff
I am not conversant enough
I am the hesitant beginning
She is the end exalting
In a nutshell
We gel like hell
And quite a rebel
In our own rights
In short, we are friends!
I will have this etched on my grave stone, no body ever paid me such an exalting tribute. you will see a speck in the sky wandering mindlessly........that will be me[ transported to cloud nine].
ReplyDeleteFOR YOU .............
WITH THE CHISEL OF MICHAEL ANGELO
WITH THE BRUSH OF DA VINCI
SOMEONE PAINTS VERSES ON THE RAINBOWS
AND HER NAME IS GEETASHREE.