In Life we need a needle
So it never be a feedle
we may mute it with a fiddle
But it share with a bottle
Fine it with a wine doodle
When ever we feel it with a shuttle
Play like a violin when we feel loyal
Mum you always give me a apple
I love it like a bottle
Still it mum you make it stile
This is an enchanting write... sweetly rhyming and witty! Enjoyed reading it Kee!
Yes. Funny little thing. Good. Confess, I should, I had to pick the dictionary to decipher your theme.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In very short words you expressed the life very aptly. Yes life is always with quirks and twists.