Yes, it was late
But I went on a date
With a pretty girl
Whose Facebook name is pearl.
She went on talking
While we were walking
On a grassy land,
My hand in her hand.
My boyfriend was cool.
The one at school:
Silky hair, face round
But then I found
A better one and bigger;
That one was my senior.
I was fan of his kiss
I still do him miss.
You know, I was insane.
Once in a van,
There was a strange man
I let him do what he can.
I am kareena's fan.
I like every smart man.
O God, send me rain
Of boyfriends without pain!
A cousin loved me
As rose is loved by bee.
We often slept together
Yet I called him brother,
Lest our elders should know
And mad they would grow.
Wow! Those were days!
Those I miss always!
I knew a salesman.
He would always entertain
Shopping there was a treat.
He was so sweet.
He had a smiling face.
I often let him embrace
Me in the trial room
Like he was my bridegroom.
Ah! Never did I see
A boy loving me.
I tested every boy.
All took me for a toy.
I am ready to marry.
Go, Sahil, send your daddy.
Hurry up. Don't be late.
The end of your date.
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I like this poem. A social satire with a kind of bitter humour. It's great