Hansika Subramanian

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When I had no one(except mum)
When I was on my own
When I was shunned
And was alone
...

When the sweet dish
just melts in one’s mouth
one then tends to cherish
the tasty chocolate mousse
...

Rolly polly pissly polly,
you run on puddles muddy
destroying your pink body,
To make terrifyingly dirty.
...

Fly fly high
Shy little butterfly

With six small legs
...

The sun has risen today morning
like it rises every day
but todays day is not meant to be snoring
it’s a day to get out and play
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My Crazy Friend

When I had no one(except mum)
When I was on my own
When I was shunned
And was alone

You were the friend
Who came to me
As a stupid person who was sent
From no where just for me

But behind what I saw as stupid
Was a good friend waiting
To release the qualities that were hid
At the right time which was awaiting

Then I realized that who I never liked
Was the friend I spoke everything to
I then slowly began; to stop to dislike
I thought that you were the perfect friend I ever spoke to

When I began to accept you as a friend
I thought I would always have to pretend
That you are a very nice person
But I was wrong in my interpretation

I never had to pretend at all
Cause you were a really nice person(as per me)
And I like to speak out all
And everything was done

When I sort of lost the election, you know
I was seriously upset and sad
But you were patient and convincing so much so
That I overcame the upset feelings I had

Never thought I would miss you
Never thought I would say this
But although we never spoke for many monhs too
I came to know that I would miss,

Somebody who is a friend to me
Who is leaving the school now
But you will be remembered by me
Forever and ever somehow

Come on, we stay some what in the same place
Not that we can never meet
But I’m not that sure that you place
Me at the same friend level that you are placed by me

But that’s fine with me
At least you didn’t ditch me(till now)
But some thing tells me to believe in thee
That you will not do it anyhow.

I know I am some what irritating
So I think I’ll conclude by saying bye
Thought that poem writing
Would be the best to wish you a formal goodbye

Cause informally we’ll meet again
Outside school somewhere that too
Where we’ll walk instead of rickshaw again! ! !
But till then I will miss you




















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