Gold And Women Poem by Aditya Pratap Nayak

Gold… gold… gold…
Learn the skill how to hold

Ladies speak when gold speaks
During recession it’s at its peak
By and by it touches the sky
It goes beyond my eye
I am a bachelor I don’t have a lady
Without gold how can I trap a buddy?
Look at my salary, it is very little
It is not enough for a lady’s whittle
Without gold all fashion is vain
Its rate is hiking and I am in pain

Gold… Gold… Gold…
I am growing and getting old
Let me know how to catch it
So that …
I can make happy the lady I fetch.

19th Feb.09