Imitation is the best manner of flattery,
Growing up in a dysfunctional family.
You were the only person I ever wanted to be,
A real life super hero no offence to marvel,
Every pearl of wisdom I treasure until I lay beneath this earth.
Style and class was like your second nature,
Always on a mission like 007 going on solo adventures.
I drop a tear when I recall 99's December,
When the father I hardly knew departed to a memory only to be remembered,
My physical maturity
Had not even reached the conquest of puberty
I locked eyes with insanity
Though I had a youthful mind breaming with curiosity
I now realize the depth of the calamity.
Categories:
breaming, brother, youth,
Form: Free verse
Raising a barrier with an expression of a trunk barrel is quite astonishing really. Whilst holding a booking breaming fish at a straightforward angle. In sunshine or at schools in closeted cupboards eating a lot of cakes then. Dance with ninety six thousand frogs. Hahahaha and a few long pies. Hahahaha xx longitudinal ***
Categories:
breaming, bangla,
Form: I do not know?