The GOD and my grandmother are simply the best.

Sweet feeling of sixteen

In the age of sixty four

My grandmother smiles

Plays with me Fairy’s Tour!

Likes her red lovely lip stick

Yells yet for joining the dancing course

Talks, watches regular fashion TV

How? I wonder she know “Mystique Force”!!

Eyes are dim, chicks have wrinkles

Brings me sometimes, before the mirror

Endless life if she had, Oh My God!

Simply I could pray you with no error!!!

The creation could be simply the best!!!!

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  • Amit Gurung on Aug 24, 2012


  • Purnima Rai on Aug 25, 2012

    A great poem with sweet tune.

  • Kristie Claar on Sep 26, 2012

    Good poem.

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