Want a sample of my poems? Well, here you go!
Farm boy’s dream
I remember the good ol’ days
When I used to have such fun
With frogs n’ beetles n’ humming birds
And a flamingo’s young one
I used to run all round the farm
Followed by some chicks
And sometimes I was the shepherd boy
Leading sheep with a stick
Following many hounds was fun
On a horse through the woods
And what we usually found
Was a mare searching for food.
But then came the hateful day
When dad had to move to a place
It was the place I hated the most
The city where there are ghosts
Now I walk through the city lanes
Thinking about the farm
With frogs n’ beetles n’ humming birds
And bees waiting in swarms
Sometimes I think of returning
To the place of my true friends
But of course that’s of no use
‘Cause there’s no farm, my friend
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Rupashri
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