gigy alex Poems

On a sultry evening we took our son to the museum
To show him the wild animals that so far we have been showing him through the kid-land charts and posters and animal planet
There were three four varieties of macaque monkeys, peacocks and fowls, buffaloes, one lion, two tigers, some pale pelicans and strokes, a large number of amber colored deer, and three elephants, few buffaloes and bears, some other pale birds and snakes and other fowls
Each cage has got a description and a sign board
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Stories have been here for a long time,
they are always stories
whether it is (her) story or (his) story
events, backwashes and histories,
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Now the world is at my fingertips
When the thoughts flow to my nails,
When I dropp it down to my lap, I am creating a world
In the mornings I chat with my inamoratas
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I love you not for the cares and caresses
I love you not for the wine and the dine
I love you not for the fresh blossoms
I love you not for the spring’s cherries
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I seethe dream in your eyes
I see the sky and streams there
Your hopes and aspirations
I see the oceans there
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In the midst of the spontaneous outpour of his intellectual diarrhoea
The crows began to crack jokes
It's is fortfive minutes past five in the evening
Where will be my baby?
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