Aftab Alam

(15 th April 1967 / , , RANCHI,)

We will make graveyard


Mom, bring the Tom.
Jerry all round here,
How should I read the word?
Jerry killed the alphabet,
This book is dust now.
Mama. Take me there,
I will slide, mom
There, on the kid’s park.
I will glide mom,
No Spike to bark,
Come with me Mom,
Bring home,
One for me,
The Tom, mom,
Wanna to see,
The game of killing,
Wanna to play with
The dead Jerry, mom
Bring the Tom, Mom.
Dead jerry will be buried
At the backyard.
Wanna to make graveyard
Mom, bring me Tom….



(For a Child: Care must be taken and guide them properly)

Submitted: Wednesday, April 10, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, October 08, 2013

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The problem never with the children but the way of bringing up, as we sow so we reap.(My request here it must be recited as child, I wrote on their fashion it will be my pleasure)

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