My Little Fairy Poem by Nithya Balachandran
My Little Fairy
What is life? ,
I asked the little fairy
Life is something odd,
she replied
What is future? ,
I asked her.
Future is a baffling mystery,
said she.
What is past? ,
I asked her.
Past is a read book, .
she replied
What is present? ,
I asked her.
Present is what you
are reading now, said she
Immersed in muddled thoughts,
then I sat there, for sometime.
But by that time, she disppeared.
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4/25/2024 1:14:26 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Thank God! You didn't ask her any more questions. You would sure have deeply 'Immersed in muddled thoughts'. Highly readable and lovely poem. I enjoyed it. Thanks.