सोमवार, अप्रैल 14

We forget

Let's play with
Matchsticks again,
Come nd play game,
Exactly the same,
Try to make a rhyme,
Of every single talk,
Will fit another lines,
For every single song,
Laugh and cry,
Without reasons,
will stop,
Bleeding knee,
With the help of,
sand and dirty clothes,
Will wonder,
How the wind is blowing.
Will be worried,
In this hot summer,
Why ll roadside dogs,
Need to suffer.
Yes, I know,
As we grow up,
We learn new things,
But do you know,
We forget,
How to fly in the sky,
With the wings.
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