My mischievous friendA Poem by Diwakar - "The Warrior of Will""My sweet and naughty friend"Oh my friend Small cute and lovely, A heavenly sign, a miraculous beauty.
A touch , a touch, Of a pretty cutie, Expressions tasty, Like sweetest frooty.
Fighting on and on & on & on & on, Yet waiting for me, When everyone is gone.
Laughing and laughing Sitting in my lawn Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha, “dusk to dawn”.
You are the truth, The lie and the lie, Transforming into dancing angels, In the utmost sky.
One step ahead Giving one bye, Smiling “Hello” & a mischievous bye.
Right to left And again left to right, Every second tickles With a brand new fight.
I won you lost, Weighing light, Continuing forever, Days after nights.
Emotion flows, & glows & blows, Flickering moods, From highs to lows.
Lost in the speed, My gear slows, Trin trin trin , 1000 horns blows.
A mischief dancing, To and fro and fro and to, Hold hold hold, From head to toe.
Cluch my hand in woe woe woe, stop stop stop my friend, the way is “No Go” © 2012 Diwakar - "The Warrior of Will"Author's Note
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Added on May 14, 2012Last Updated on May 14, 2012 Tags: Friendship AuthorDiwakar - "The Warrior of Will"Delhi, Delhi, IndiaAboutI am a dim ray in the world of enthralling darkness of misjudgment and iterations. I am a note of melodious tune of peace in the world of cruelty; I am a mischievous thought of freedom in a cage of fe.. more..Writing
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