Lakshmi S Bose

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My English - Poem by Lakshmi S Bose

The one who made me laugh, made me cry,
And made me a comedian, still i says,
i do not know and understand well her
She is my English

I was in ten, arose my first tension,
Hearing the voice of teachers, something was new,
Something was horrible.
Nothing be conveyed,
Looking behind, all were stood up
Murmuring, dancing with actions,
Lastly, repeating all the mime
Calling as a fool at the times

From the day to still, wandering for words
Struggling around, for a simple things
Hearing many times, my schooling. college days,
Every where she is with us,
But still i says i don't know
I called that beautiful lady as 'English'


Language still needs mystery
Words have the power to change the world
Like women, she is something special in my life.

Topic(s) of this poem: language


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 14, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 14, 2015


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