Poems of neelabha mahajan
|1.||a gals poem ;)||7/9/2010|
|2.||i live in my dreams||3/29/2009|
|4.||MY ELDER BROTHER||3/29/2009|
|8.||smile :) :)||7/17/2010|
Yes, yes, they call it a unit test,
Believe me, we call it a real pest,
Friday after Friday it is a vicious circle
Its fear makes us blue, red and purple
OH! where is that joy? where is the rest?
Please find the man who invented this rinder pest
WEEK after week the year passes away
Lost in books, we have little time to play
We pray to God, 'let these test go in drains'