Ravana
Tea for her coffee for me
Just just my coffee is finishing
I soon my self
Forgetting my life my love
I think this is the day off dashara
Mara raam may be entered and kidnap
Her but how is he might have labour
To make a yoat or boat to enter
I have ten head
Upset for kidnap
Colour may fade
Kubkarna is sleeping
Dreses gets smell
My gold
Who is the enemy
My own blood cheat me rather
a monkey shown in his words that see mara raam
And his brother and my brother
Heart beat
Arrogant
Last head let's have a war
Woom woom I am here only playing with monkeys.
Mara raam have a cup of coffee with me....
No because your reels is round
Coffee with me
With love all
Jagdish Bajantri
Categories:
woom, 11th grade, first love,
Form: Cowboy Poetry
the old shaggy yellow spotted dog
ran quickly around the drawing room
chasing a long tale
until it spotted itself
in a mirror on the wall
and was amazed
by how old it is looking
and how quickly
time passes
remembering its youth
it laid down in a cradle in the woom
and cried
Categories:
woom, cry, dog, funny, humor,
Form: Blank verse