That day was my birthday dear,
I got up and found my hair clung from head to floor;
I scared by this long hair,
Is this any nightmare?
...
i turned fifty five
i slipped into a pool
not into a water pool
but i slipped into pool of memories
...
someone asked me to describe someone near
my eyes got the picture of you dear
my dear is sweet star among stars
describe to what, a star?
...
My name is k.kiran kumar born in anantapur>andhrapradesh>india i like to write poems and short stories only for few people i write poems and if they like it then i would feel good presently i am pursuing B.Tech in tirupati)
Salon To Nightmare
That day was my birthday dear,
I got up and found my hair clung from head to floor;
I scared by this long hair,
Is this any nightmare?
Soon my bulb switched on,
I rushed to the salon;
My chariot rode a bit faster that day,
thinking about the consequences that may;
....in the salon......
My bloom face showed him all the gloom,
He preferred sickles and spades to scissors and blades to trim;
Suddenly a voice woke me up saying good morning,
I looked here and there and understood nothing;
In despair I looked at my hair,
I felt relieved as it was clear.