The boy the girl and teen age,

Though still roar and shoutTo restart should log outFor the world with an extended precinct.

her delicacy,her colorsand her hidden charms,my eyes were thanked by my lipsand thanked by my arms.When she was opened for memy whole thanked,my deep penetrating eyes.She is a delicate rose!But she is too naughtyshe changes her colorsshe changes her perfumes.How many dresses she has?When my eyes walk in lovein a moment she is white,next moment…

He was firm not to meet her,She was firm to meet him one day,Oh God! How much you love these toys of clay!You fulfilled both the wishes.A poetess has come to attend,the funeral of a poet,tears in her eyes,and worried too,how the spouse of the dead poet,will treat her?Lo! They have hugged each other.They are…

Sometimes player sometimes a toyPasses life as a playboyAnd hugs the death as a hangdog!

It’s a soft cold drink in the heat strokes,It’s a cup of tea in the showers of rains,With Dosa Masala or other snacks,It’s a tasty fruit juice in the autumn of life,And when a friend is shivering with cold,It’s a cup of coffee with baked cashew nuts,It’s a glass of water in all seasons,Not for…

now it’s an evening of courtship and romance.Moon and the stars are choosing their best dresses,and they found it,I see clouds too ecstatic to wrap them in silk,and the touch of silk is exciting us for many more touches.Let us celebrate this shy evening with a kiss,ahead is the climax of the nature’s bliss.Ahead is…