hey gyz....I mgain here after a log time....I wrote dis in morning Reiview plz....
Happy in himself, stepping the ladder of his life
Killing his loving things on the sharp edge of knife
He learned to walk holding the right hand
These hands need him now, stills waits for his pretend
Love is in his heart for his dearest
All this he could do if money suggest
He is mah friend but still not getting how to
All things he has in life gifted for loving too
All of sudden a few honks I realize,
My head banged twice or thrice
Before I could open them,
I was about to close my eyes
At the end of this mortal coil, needed help even a little,
My corpse was snatched, Testified, and sent to hospital
Saviors faces were strange,
Not found heart and brain,
Mother board, processor and RAM,
Spreaded power cables despite vain."
its sooo crude nd simpl...nd yet lovely...in its own way...
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