we’re living in a beautiful house
in a beautiful city
somewhere on earth
we sleep so late
and woke up so late
got work on our brain
like fly around with a plane
we have been waiting for a change
god work on his way
I know the world can be made
when we ate full of a plate
here we are with our friends
drinking Champagne
we have traveled by train
and landed on Planet A
I like when it’s rain
and sleeps when it’s late
some places are so great
other places suffer from pain
saw everyone alone and scared
people work all their life and day
does it have to be this way
so I took my bike and I raced
From the heart..a lovely poem. Keep writing, Avisha. Very refreshing to read your work. Today I read something from a very ‘heavy’ book 🙂 – it goes like this “I should only believe in a God that would know how to dance. And when I saw my devil, I found him serious, thorough, profound, solemn: he was the spirit of gravity – through him all things fall. Not by wrath, but by laughter do we slay. Come let us slay the spirit of gravity!”
I think you are doing a nice job of slaying that devil who is the spirit of gravity!
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Thank you very much I’m really appreciate your comment. it’s pleasure to me get heard a thing like this about my poems. anyway nice to meet you, have a nice day Varuni
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Also I forgot To tell you this poem wrote by My Younger Brother. This One is His work. I’ll let him know your compliments to him. I also mentioned his name on the last of the poem.
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Yes, I was wondering why there was a different name. The two brothers seem to be very creative. My best wishes to him as well.
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Thank you very much. I wish you the same. have a nice rest of the day.
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Such a beautiful lines, I feel it’s coming from heart. I like the last line, forget about everything and njoy the ride. Thanks for sharing this. And Thank you so much for following Thought Fountain 😊
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Thank you very much, I appreciate your comment. And your Always welcome. 😊
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