Abanadi, Sir Am I In Heaven Poem by Ency Bearis

[ This is a poem with the title as if pronounced with such
a meaning in our dialect ' abanadi siram ay ' in
English ' Oh my God this is so good '
Its with a deep thoughts to a funny poem ]



Bold and beautiful physique
A look alike Hercules to speak
Abanadi as they call him
A man full of vigor and vim

Lovable man by all ladies in town
And be loved to love be drowned
With the juice of heaven
A pleasurable juice from eden

But Abanadi's eye was caught
To a nice lady he never forgot
To Lady Ganda with pleasing personality
Eventhough she is at the age of forty

With winged Cupid Angel from heaven
Coveted them and their love was woven
Lady Ganda finally succumbed to the passion
But she was amazed with such reaction

To the sense of pleasure she nearly die
' Abanadi, Sir am I....am I
in heaven! ' she exclaimed
At the act of passion in her younger years, never experienced

'Abanadi, Sir am I....am I in heaven? '
As she whispers again and again
' This juice of love from heaven, I enjoy '
' I have no clue with this, with such joy '

Why my friends betrayed, and didn't told me before?
That this love so wonderful, had such splendor
Huh.....all my friends are TRAITORS!