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Beard in fashion, Virat Kohli,My eyes on Mrs. Samrat Kohli,I regret my limitations at the Lollywood(Samrat – The Emperor, yes, Virat Kohli is emperor of Cricket, thanks God he is not here, otherwise I would have been thrown outside the stadium like a cricket ball.)
You have managed to escape from a nuclear war,
You have no more place to store radioactive water,so you are going to pollute the sea in the year 2022.Don’t you know it’s sea we are looking at?With the hope that it will fulfill our food requirements in future.Don’t believe in a future after that year?But I believe and I foresee,what after the year 2022,foresee…
Institutions In Asian, African And Latin American Countries
but I believe there is a place in the body of institutions,of many Asian, African and Latin American countries.Like a typical girl of these areas,who starts looking for a life partner,keeps her virginity intact for him,immediately after her puberty.But the same innocent girl sacrifices her virginityto win a spouse.The girl is supposed to be a…
My love story that starts at the twilight of a dawn,
Sweetheart! I know you read it.It’s poetic, it’s ecstatic, it paints you beauty,I know you like and love my storiesthough you never write a comment,but I can see the aurora at the dawn and dusk,it exposes your inner joy hidden in your heart,your pink face exposes your heart,and when you turn your face,your naughty friends,the…
On the hard trunk of a tree, how mighty are the grips of love!
The dependent creeper is now a refuge for a female dove.Hungry thirsty incubating the eggs thinking of her male dove,Waiting for love in the shed I see a thirsty female dove,Through the windows I see an artist painting the dove,His spouse I see on the writing table she’s a poetess of love,And I see it…
Leaving her alone, a thought of pain!
It will not be easy to stop the tears,I shall manage; I’ll smile once again,I know the art of extracting pleasure,Hidden very deep in a painful treasure!The doll! My years old teen age’s toy,And magic of love that gave her a life,The day she started breathing as a wife,The night she made the boy a…