CUTENESS OVERLOADED

Dear friends, I am writing this blog after a long span of time. Enjoy reading and share your comments.

So innocent and cuteness overload,Draws our attention and relax our mind,Be kind and loving to everyone

No anodising and no resistance,Their mind is full of enormous divine,Own their own world and harm no one

I wonder & ponder to your potent,And how u make it & realize my words,Every now and then,You reflect my past and my creel

This makes me dive, to the depth of your river,How you are so delighted & how you are so sweet,No hardships to break, even on the tuff date

You cry for you, to get every damn,And fry everyone,None can neglect, what this can beget,Either by hook or by crook

Crawling and gradually walking on your peculiar foot,You’re adorable like a cutie pie, with shining and staring eyes and two plucks of hairs,And shows the real picture, to the high world

On the heck of the world and the crowd aloud,U can make it, and let every soul live again!

I hope you all enjoyed reading. Thank you.

Cloudy shades

The cloudy shades

Hello friends! Once again, I am here with one of my experience of the cloudy days. 

Read and enjoy the rhythm.

Silhouettes of silver and grey,
Dancing in a circular way,
Around the metal grain drum,
Founding their prey

Every then and now, comes to me,
Quaking and staking me,
As I wage out of my reverie,
Saw nothing but the metal drum and darkest night

Go to sleep, and they come again,
Until the next dawn,
Taking me, to a different pathway,
Like a way of, magnetic Ray,
And dragging to the Black Shack,
With the miles of loops,
Iterating itself in multiple quotins and notations,

The darkest cloud that I cannot betray,
Lingers my head, and my soul, Electrified and terrified,
Self-driving, and parking themselves, into my head,
Still captured underneath the dusk,
Don't know whom to say or to claim,
Set aside my humble and clowns,
Clotting the bimb (mind/head) and my limbs

Time came to fight for it and make it over,
Acute dedication and with all delegation,
Impulse and perplexed, deducting the cans,
With application of prayers and by rare(s),
Exodus them to far & far

Often now a spoof of cloud, dare-ley to doubt,
Amid it, I can feel the Angelis-tic vibes, potent me to be optimized!

Thanks for reading friends. I hope you liked my poem once again.

The Cheer of a day

The Cheer of a day

Everything seems cheerful and everyone looks charged. Ya, this is the cheer of none other than, our birthday. 

Let's see what many of us feels.

It is dark outside but I am still awake,

Waiting for lots of rings and bells,

From special, near, and dear ones

Start the counting, and number of days,

And the flash of memories,

Pounding my soul like a little kid,

Friends & family hovers a plan,

And bubbles it with everyone, in the dawn

A distinct arrangement for a special one,

Done by close one, every day is for someone

Another Year to gloat and several days to float,

Perhaps, a hidden vital date,

Eagerly waiting for this time,

Truly, the joy, to celebrate

Thanks for reading.

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