Floods Swallowed My Beamer
I loved it very dear
A unique find it was
I drove it very far
Without any fear
Driving was pleasure
Travelling in, a pride
Its presence a delight
That many saw in awe
It was a fairy in white
Darting across milestones
Skimmed on Highways
Carrying family to places
Safely, surely and quickly
It sped with grace and gleam
It made many turn heads
To see it in motion, a poetry
It was a beauty to behold
To possess, though, it was dear!
Yet I saw it drown, in my house
When floods came by; untold
I had to part with my luv, my BMW
Considered as next only to my wife
Whatever lovely association ended
And my Beamer suddenly disappeared.
Copyright © Mothiram Pushpala | Year Posted 2016
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