Yey! India gets its first Bronze medal.proud moments and limerick too
A bronze it is, from Narang dear
Wine for you for happy cheer
Just play your best
We celebrate with fest
There will be more, no need to fear
I write when my muse play tricks on me hiding behind the tunes of adversity. A simple thing such as smile or touch, anger or quote, music or hum,it sets my world rolling into a ball of perfumed poetry
| I could Be A Poet, er..Am I? |
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| The Keys to My Heart |
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