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Saanvi Dua Poem
I prefer the sweet thing !!
with some pink inside ??
white or brown ??
Its called "CHOCOLATE LOVE"
for the sweet ones ,
with love inside !
a heart with love
and some pink inside !
a delightful sweet ,
white with pink ,
brown with love !
Its called "CHOCOLATE LOVE"
melting with sugar ,
and some cocoa ,
and the pink ??
its pure pink delight !!
And its all called 'CHOCOLATE LOVE ' !
(leave some for me too ) !! :p
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Copyright © Saanvi Dua | Year Posted 2013
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Saanvi Dua Poem
His warm hands ,
his hearty hugs ,
he creates a wonderful world ,
I'm daddy's li'l girl !
Sweet and salty ,
he is at times ,
though always sweet ,
and gives me lovely treats !
He is a SUPER DADDY !!!!!!!!
And I'm his little princess !
Copyright © Saanvi Dua | Year Posted 2013
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Saanvi Dua Poem
Once there lived a mouse in its own little house...
its name was Jerry
and lived with merry...
It ate yummy berries and cherries
and was very hairy...
Living in a hole ,
with his brother, the mole...
It used to find cheese with ease
and lived in peace.
It was scared of cats...
because cats eat rats...
It lived a happy long life
with its seven children and a wife...
Copyright © Saanvi Dua | Year Posted 2011
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Saanvi Dua Poem
The moon shone bright ,
not a star at night ,
the pumpkins were glowing ,
and the shadows were roaming .
In the dead of the night ,
was no one seen ,
the moon shone bright ,
where no one had been ...
Boo........ went Frankenweenie
9/11/13
Copyright © Saanvi Dua | Year Posted 2013
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Saanvi Dua Poem
There is a weird language known as ENGLISH ,
not so weird , but better than gibberish .
But I have a question of singular and plural ,
just like the confusion between urban and rural .
If foot is feet and tooth-teeth ,
why isn't boot-beet and mood-meed ??
If louse is lice and mouse is mice ,
why isn't house-hice and spouse-spice ??
If man is men and woman is women ,
why isn't pan-pen and tan-ten ??
If chair is chairs and mare is mares ,
why isn't hair-hairs and air-airs ??
I do have many questions in my mind ,
and I know there will be a solution some time !!! :p
Copyright © Saanvi Dua | Year Posted 2013
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Saanvi Dua Poem
Tip tap splitter-splatter ,
Goes down the rain.
Flying down with a clatter ,
Creating brooks along the lane …
From the dark , fluffy clouds...
Descending with the breeze..
Exciting the overjoyed crowds ,
Swaying along with the trees …..
Splashes in the cool puddles ,
Muddy footprints of toddlers and teens ...
Accompanied by the pleasant sounds of guggles ,
And happy faces with wide beams …
It is a blessing , a form of love ...
No frowns , no sorrow , no hatred , no harm ,
Just healing the pains , smoothening the rough ,
Because nature is at its best charm ….
Copyright © Saanvi Dua | Year Posted 2014
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Saanvi Dua Poem
I hope you remember
The Summer we spent...
Reminiscing about old friends
And dancing in the rain...
Those times when we tried baking cookies
And ended up eating the raw dough...
Each of those seconds spent laughing...
Time running away from us...
The shadows we made with our hands...
Dogs,waves and what all not ...
A time when we were free
And excited to grow up...
Not realizing this wonderful time
We would miss so dearly...
When you were mine...
But then came the pain, so severely...
The innocence, all lost,
Lost with that Summer...
Copyright © Saanvi Dua | Year Posted 2016
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Saanvi Dua Poem
The Lord created a beautiful world ,
Which was meant to be graceful.
Peace was to be the objective ,
And the idea was wonderful .
But , there was a problem...
He had a question about humans ,
"Would there be peace ,
or would there be grief ?? "
But he ignored that question ,
And created humans
And animals and plants
And what all not to mention .
Man had the power to think and to do.
And took advantage of that.
He created a different world ,
a whole new picture to paint for you .
Did he do this for need ,
did he do this for greed..?
man wants too much , too fast...
because he wants this world to last !
Copyright © Saanvi Dua | Year Posted 2013
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Saanvi Dua Poem
For my birthday ,
was a puppy ,
cute and friendly ,
it became eventually .
Fluffy and white ,
never used to bite ,
social and active ,
and never used to fight .
But one day ,
a tragedy happened ,
my spirits were dampened ,
and my heart was saddened .
I gave him chocolate ,
A poison to him ,
His face was dim ,
And breathless ….
I took him to the vet ,
Where he treated him ,
I was praying ,
‘O Lord please save him !’
And soon he was fine ,
I know he is a brave doggy ,
And who’s doggy is he ??
Of course , he’s mine !! :))
Copyright © Saanvi Dua | Year Posted 2014
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Saanvi Dua Poem
I'm cute , I'm funny ,
as sweet as a bunny ,
as pretty as pink ,
and I love my mummy .
Helpful and friendly ,
I am with everybody ,
delicate and sensitive ,
I'm mummy's little baby ...( I'm quiet grown up !)
Lovely brownish-black eyes ,
like a cloud of milk in coffee ,
in which the beauty of a good spirit lies ,
sweet and spicy as toffee ...
Black shiny hair ,
which I handle with care ,
red lips , irresistible eyes ,
in which the beauty of a good spirit lies.....
Copyright © Saanvi Dua | Year Posted 2014
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