Monica kulal Poems

I like to chat
Your very naughty brat
You always irritating, like a cat
We always have mad combat
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I really like your nose
Need ur friendship too close
You always give me a smiling pose
I will never even try to oppose
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Coming out the world, whole dark
Dark in my eyes! Dark in tears
Tears, the transparent cute drops
Drops which keeps designing cheeks
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They are starving for happiness
Their belly is full of mess
Joy is their food
Without it their dead
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Devil devil they call me
There are conditions three
First climb up the tree
Then I agree
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Silent was the moon, very crazy I was
Stars were shining, feeling very buzz
Nights make me fall, you are there
Nothing is small; I am your baby doll
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Aye..! So I am gonna write something
This will never make me sing
Obviously I have it my mind
But lot more to find
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What can I say? Just madness
Without talking to you I don’t feel sleepy
What’s the magic, am I hypnotised?
I am drowned in the dream
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What the hell should I do?
There is nothing to be done
All work pending
Boring in my life with all things remaining
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At the dark night, when sky sheds its light
On the groovy air, when the sounds turn off
And the miracle comes, through the ground of bad
Above the tree, cunning serpentine noise
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