To my Valentine,
The only way,
I've known this day,
Is to wish Mumma 'Valentine's Day'
On my own when I woke up early,
Managing my hairs, pillow made them curly;
Rubbing my eyes, putting my glasses,
Without my slippers, running on the grasses.
Just to pluck the brightest rose,
(thinking) To my first Love, this red rose goes.
To the one who have loved me more than anyone,
Right from the day when I was born,
And everyday her love goes stronger,
Even compared to Dad, her love's nine months longer.
But,
today I've plucked two,
One for her and one for you.
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At the Brothel
[January 2nd week,2011]
I was with a friend that night,
He was going to take of at a secret place nearby.
Full of curiosity, I followed his steps,
Leaving behind no trace..
On the deserted road,
Bus no.29 we board;
Ten minutes after, we reached the place,
I wonder whether it was 'Night or Day'..
The Place_-
Full of life, Full of joy;
Every women like Helen of Troy..
Down the aisle someone appeared,
'Follow me', whispered in the year and then disappeared..
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