vijay gupta

Freshman - 716 Points (5-5-1950 / meerut, india)

Punch - Poem by vijay gupta

Punch
“Uncle”
It was like a punch on my smile.
In a park,
I was watching three beautiful maiden in a lover boy’s style.
They were busy in talking and smiling.
I was watching their hairs, lips & eyes with keen interest.
Their curly hairs were like sea waves.
Their beautiful lips were like the petals of a red rose.
Their cheeks were like white marbles.
And their blue eyes were like blue deep lake.
Next moment they came near to me
and
called me “uncle” and than asked some thing.
My smile disappeared at once.
And I was shied at that time.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 10, 2010



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