Rahul Aithal Poems
|9.||Wish You Were Here||12/16/2009|
|13.||The Lost Me||1/13/2010|
|17.||The Beautiful Ghost||1/15/2010|
|22.||Whiskey And I||7/27/2010|
|25.||A Walk By The Graveyard||8/21/2010|
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It's Monday morning and he wanted to skip school,
his stomach was hurting, that's how he would fool.
Mama approached and he held the stomach hard,
She stood and watched as he cried out, ' Oh my God! '
'Told you not to sleep late, Why didn't you follow the rule? '
'I have a stomachache, please don't send me to school.'
Mama told him to rest, believing all the lies,
and set off to work, giving lots of advice.
He slept for sometime, glad to be at home,
but got up in no time, happy but alone.
He watched some TV and ...
When I was a little pup,
people often asked me,
'kid when you grow up,
what you want to be? '.
At this lovely tender age,
nothing much to care,
life still an open page,
wish I was a millionaire.