it was like a kid writing ABC
come on, tell me some one how to write poetry.
i don't have a knowledge of words that rhyme.
Every one thinks i am bust but i have ample of time.
shall i write about the breeze that blow
or about the worms in the dark ,that glow
shall i write about the daffodils
or about wars in the name of peace but kills
shall i write about the moon
or about the burning summer in the month of june
shall i write about the lady having twinkling eye
whose smile makes my day and seperation die.
shall i write about my first day in school
it was 1st april and my friends made me april fool.
till now i have understood poetry writing is a tough job.
before writing worthless thing i must stop.
i request the reader of my poem not to read it.
my dinner is ready and before it cools i must eat it
