O brother my brother,A very happy birthday to you,On this warm sunny Californian morning,Oblivious of the chilly snowy Bostonian spring.Bouts of warm air flow in from Allahabad,Some warm humid air from a place near cape Hatteras,Where little children human and puppies,Are jumping up and down to wish a Mama called Ambi.It is hard to believe we are all now so scattered,On this globe called Earth ever challenging,The human race to close in the gaps,By means of aeroplanes, emails and jets.But nothin
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Hey Yo, Wazzup?
Got some time on June 7th?
I am turning Eight,
And my parents have this pizza place!
I asked, “what!, a pizza place!”
Is that how you celebrate?
Birthday of a boy,
Who loves rides and the arcade!
But then I checked, the “website”
You know.. you type “www.blah-blah-blah.com”
And then you know everything,
From Math, to code to the songs we sing.
So this place is not just Pizza,
It has rides and a bowling place,
We can ride cars and bump,
For cake, pizza and have some FUN!
Dearest Tanya,
A very happy birthday to you,
And before you get more wise,
Read this, with your heart, not your eyes.
The story goes back 19 years,
When a young set foot in a foreign land,
On a mission to give company in a town not far from the sea,
To you, Mom, brother and Dad so busy
Ironic, the young man was himself lost,
With no idea whatsoever about what the future held,
In a town with no friends, only forced acquaintances,
He started a new life, away from home, at quite a distance
The m
This is inspired by the series on Netflix,But it resonated so much with us,We all want a little bit of San-Ti,In this case the parents want it all, as you will see.
So the first body in this story are the Parents,Physically 2 but emotionally they…
So the first body in this story are the Parents,Physically 2 but emotionally they…
Here’s to a beautiful girl we all know,Surrounded by love as she grows,Blessings from one and all, near and far,Carried in thoughts, not in planes and cars.
She turns 16 on this 18th day of the 9th month,22nd year of the 21st century,But alls a…
She turns 16 on this 18th day of the 9th month,22nd year of the 21st century,But alls a…
We thought that basketball was his first and last loveThose swift dribbles, 3 pointers, pump fakes with gentle shoves,That was supposed to be his sport, or so we thought,Until the season was over and bro asked himself, what else you got.
Inspired by…
Inspired by…
Dearest Jiji, Bua, Mamma, Mini (soon to be Dadi),
A very very happy birthday we all sing loud and clear,May you have many many many more Yoga days in the year,When we not only, stretch, breathe, and do the happy baby pose,But get a piece of your…
A very very happy birthday we all sing loud and clear,May you have many many many more Yoga days in the year,When we not only, stretch, breathe, and do the happy baby pose,But get a piece of your…
For the kid on the street,I have everything that he needs,Loving parents, a little home,friends, pets, maybe my Papa's phone.
I huge garden that beckons me,Dogs playing, a rabbit scurrying,I would like to tell everybody this is mine,The orchard, the…
I huge garden that beckons me,Dogs playing, a rabbit scurrying,I would like to tell everybody this is mine,The orchard, the…
As for age..
They say age is just a number,
And that it must not come in between you and what you can do,
Whether that’s that extra mile you can run,
Or pick a hobby or a job completely new.
But there are so many numbers other than age that…
They say age is just a number,
And that it must not come in between you and what you can do,
Whether that’s that extra mile you can run,
Or pick a hobby or a job completely new.
But there are so many numbers other than age that…
As for age..
They say age is just a number,
And that it must not come in between you and what you can do,
Whether that’s that extra mile you can run,
Or pick a hobby or a job completely new.
But there are so many numbers other than age that…
They say age is just a number,
And that it must not come in between you and what you can do,
Whether that’s that extra mile you can run,
Or pick a hobby or a job completely new.
But there are so many numbers other than age that…
The troupe moves to a different town.I am sure it will bring with it the revelry, the laughs, the good times,To the new stage.Long lines await your arrival,The Box office is bustling,The expectations are high,The existence tall and elevated, The…
Travel, don't stop
I am traveling east with the wind,To a destination in the western Hemisphere,Guess I can travel South away from the cold,To be at the freezing North Pole.It doesn't matter how you travel,Which direction you travel,Whether you take…
I am traveling east with the wind,To a destination in the western Hemisphere,Guess I can travel South away from the cold,To be at the freezing North Pole.It doesn't matter how you travel,Which direction you travel,Whether you take…
Dearest Anika,Hope you have the best birthday ever,Because it is the sweet one a girl waits for,When she knows what she wants less and what more.
What will set you apart is what you want more,And knowing you we all know what that would be,More of…
What will set you apart is what you want more,And knowing you we all know what that would be,More of…
What are these ugly yet lively creatures,
That croak and croak ominously,
While perched on the tree tops,
Swinging wildly in their ravenous success.
There seem to be many,
Each owning a tree top, one taller than the other,
Cawing wildly and…
That croak and croak ominously,
While perched on the tree tops,
Swinging wildly in their ravenous success.
There seem to be many,
Each owning a tree top, one taller than the other,
Cawing wildly and…
The garden is smiling,
Under the azure sky and the crisp Sun,
But the corner that is the happiest,
Is the one where my Daisies come.
I know not of the tune they sing,
Or the hues that my eyes can’t see,
That float through the warm Spring breeze,…
Under the azure sky and the crisp Sun,
But the corner that is the happiest,
Is the one where my Daisies come.
I know not of the tune they sing,
Or the hues that my eyes can’t see,
That float through the warm Spring breeze,…
No daffodils these,
But still so pretty,
Jolted me out of my reverie,
The inward eye of poetry.
Cajoled me to walk slow,
Take a long sip,
Gaze hard so the mind,
Surrendered to the eyes
But still so pretty,
Jolted me out of my reverie,
The inward eye of poetry.
Cajoled me to walk slow,
Take a long sip,
Gaze hard so the mind,
Surrendered to the eyes
