You sweet little fairy,
Why are you so angry?
Why don't you speak?
Why your rage on the peak?
Why don't you smile?
You want my mobile!
You flying butterfly,
Why do you cry?
Don't waste these pearls,
Like foolish mad girls,
Don't make noise like a hen,
You want my pen!
You pink rose flower,
At this midnight hour,
You're still awaken,
My room is shaken,
Do you feel ignored?
You want the key board!
You lovely little angel,
After changing your angle,
You opened my kit box,
Like a bull like an ox,
With a hammer's stroke,
Corner table you broke.
You have taken my mobile,
And made it a projectile,
You have taken my pen,
On the wall you've written,
Now get out, I swear,
Thanks God no answer!
You're a sleeping bliss,
Let me have your kiss,
On the bed your piss!
My wife, now I miss!
She has gone somewhere,
Daughter-in-law is here!
Dear Bro, different thoughts are cleverly mingled into a poem with soft feelings. Loved reding it. Thanks for your comments on my poem.
Very interesting write... So very spontaneous and quite natural emotions, a grandpa feels for a naughty little one! Enjoyed much!
Ohhh what a nice poem.. Excellent. Perhaps she is that little cute Chandni? I guess..I really love to read it. Really your poems are so beautiful that one can spend a full day with your poems. I love to read it. Thanks for sharing this beautiful poem with everybody.
You have taken my mobile, And made it a projectile, You have taken my pen, On the wall you've written, Now get out, I swear, Thanks God no answer! ........liked this stanza.
Good poem with a twist of humor, full of the loveliness of a child. Lovely read
A lovely elaboration about the sweet little angel about her anger, desire and playful nature which pleases my heart with a soothing comfort..... yhanks for sharing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Your cute grand daughter is an angel. I can picturise each description you gave in this beautiful poem. Loved reading it. Thanks for sharing with us.