Treasure Island

Aftab Alam

(15 th April 1967 / , , RANCHI,)

Willin To Play//Kids Rhyme


If don’t know, I’ll show
Life on the earth
Teach me to bow

Up above the sky, I’ll go
Willin to play
With the rainbow

Wind that blow
Flowers that sway
Wanna to dance low high low

Butterfly fly, don’t be slow
Ride on you
To see the world below

In my eyes, love that glow
No blood-flood
Don’t be hollow

Red-green-yellow
White-might-right
Love pushy willow //

If don’t know, I’ll show
Life on the earth
Teach me to bow

Submitted: Monday, April 07, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 07, 2014

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This poem is dedicated to the children, children on earth my holy angel
I too born in this month this is a gift for me, your enjoyment, your flowery smile, for my lovely Aghaz my son

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