Bangle, bangle bangle yeh!
Come, see and buy for ye-
With colors of dreams, in store,
I came with motley bangles and more;
Leela, Meena and Stella
For all, I have bangle gala,
To fill your life with color,
To rid your boredom forever:
Red, blue and brown,
Making your neighbors frown;
With free time and no haste
Come along and match your taste;
Colorful modern designer bangles,
Titillating heart of love with jingle,
Young and old; big and small,
Fitting every hand, for season all.
bangle man selling dreams, it brings my childhood memories back, when we could buy bangles at our doorstep. these are exactly the words bangle seller used to sing. a good composition. i really loved it.
Yeah! bangleman....a nostalgia i got. I lived most of my life in villages. (U can read my poem Myvillage) and I know how woman throng aroung bangleman. Thans for bringing back those wonderful memories.10 plus
the glowing colourful yet fragile glass bangles indicating the dreams and aspirations about life in young adolescent girls...impressive write
dear V Making your neighbors frown; ....why that...i remember as a young lad waiting for the bangle man in the village to peek-a-boo to hearts content...neighbours and all...boy never frowned...unless as a sham.. superb poetry...easy.... charming...sweet captures and aura and a life style.... thanx mate...done me a favour with dis poem cheers and ten
nice poem reminds me of that bollywood movie with sandhya the beautiflul actress selling bangles. It was jingle bangles, jingle bangles all the way. thanks for sharing vidya. regards anjali
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poem is funny to read and sounds like a nursery rhyme.