Gibberish Poem by Neela Nath Das

Gibberish

Rating: 5.0


(1)

You don't like me.
Don't want to see,
But pretend as if
You're river I'm sea.
(2)
A tiger loved a deer
And made her his friend.
He told her to forget fear,
At night he brought her end.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sd Tiwari 27 August 2014

Short piece but speaks out loud and clear.

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