Tickles In My Head

TICKLE TICKLE IN MY HEAD The heart can be merry, Even if the man is not a jolly, Gaiety of life appeases yhe heart, Festals make even the sad one to yearn gor good music, Believe you me,many things i tell u, I enjoy most in life, Which transversed into jocundrity, All those things are but, Like a tickle tickle in my head. Nearer to the house i advanced, Opening the washy metal gate, I was blown to another world, Brighter than the crystals, Colonised and never wanting to return, By the aroma of the food, Seeping out from the house, Coming to me, To a lower concentration, How tasty it will be, The meal of undoubtable sensation, Alas, i tasted it, How good it was , Like honey it was but, Like a tickle tickle in my head. The voice of the singers, Drums talking in the hands of its masters, Making a melodious tune, What an harmony to be heard. As waists swayed to and fro, To the tune of the music, It being intensified to a height, With unrelenting tenacity of the drummers, I moved my body to the music, It was but, Like a tickle tickle in my head. Morning came with pleasantries, Strolling the city, A few meters away , Is the heavenly bodies made flesh, Luminous was the beauty, Her fairness aglows with the stars, Hair long and crystal black, And her body like midas gold. I watched in awe as she passed, What a ravished look! She passed and waved at me, What a feeling so great i felt, Like a tickle tickle in my head. When it fills the pocket, That which gives satisfaction, That which motivates and hardens the heart of men, Can a man do without it? Everything good centres on it, The treasure of the world. Oh! You money , Fly like a bird and come to me, Abide with me till eternity, Build your castle in my heart, For only then it will be, Like a tickle tickle in my head. World of friends is, A world of ideas and laughter, A world of dissonance and accordance, Have a good fellow and be glad, That eases tensions of life, What a good company to have, Company of good virtues, Let our jokes and laughter echo throughout the earth, The gathering of friends is but, Like a tickle tickle in my head. The root of love, Miners of peace, My place of comfort, There in loving arms i am, From my cradle i was there, Beautiful faces that are always glad, Oh! My home, My affection for you is but, Like a tickle tickle in my head. All these things i must tell u, Is LIKE A TICKLE TICKLE IN MY HEAD.