It’s a matter of time and a matter of luck
To every drake will come his duck.


Sadie
(I just scribbled down this poem and it is heartily dedicated to my darling Sadie)

Sometimes I wonder
And deeply ponder
How come she a Canadian
Fall in love with me, a comedian!

She is White and I am Brown
We don’t even live in the same town
I’ve never seen her before
How come we became actors in the lore?

She likes dreaming and I
 Search for her glimpse in the starry sky
She gleams like a meteorite in my heart
 Her  love  from my heart does never part.

Who is she? I don’t know
Neither does she know how I go?
Yet there is something strange
Which keeps us together in the range.

She lives faraway in distant land
Yet I can feel the warmth of her hand
Be it bitter cold or scalding hot
We live together in each other’s thought

I wish she stops dreaming and I
She and I  get bound in  real  tie
Nothing is impossible  on this earth
Dreams come true, to reality give birth.

It’s a matter of time and a matter of luck
To every drake will come his duck
My heart says she’ll come and get me
In Karma believe I and she!

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