Today I want to share yet another silly poem I made up. I didn't feel like being serious. However, not everything that is serious is a masterpiece!
My friend gave this buzzing glass
I ended up dancing on the crisp grass
I was told to take it a little slow slow
I philosophised I had to begin to sow
I began sowing my seed of a buoyant life
Damn! Where is the need to have a wife?
Oh Great Lord, I'm loving this new beat
Movement blessed with the sun's blazing heat
My friend says this land is not mine
So I began to recite some poetry lines
All around us stopped as she walked by
Lord, why can't this love be a little lie?
She smiled at my silly little antics
I became love's new and biggest fanatic
I started shouting, singing, dancing to my tune
As I saw her face on the craters of the moon.
My friend gave this buzzing glass
I ended up dancing on the crisp grass
I was told to take it a little slow slow
I philosophised I had to begin to sow
I began sowing my seed of a buoyant life
Damn! Where is the need to have a wife?
Oh Great Lord, I'm loving this new beat
Movement blessed with the sun's blazing heat
My friend says this land is not mine
So I began to recite some poetry lines
All around us stopped as she walked by
Lord, why can't this love be a little lie?
She smiled at my silly little antics
I became love's new and biggest fanatic
I started shouting, singing, dancing to my tune
As I saw her face on the craters of the moon.
Rahul N Singh
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