Aura of my friend is weird
by zabbar khan
[This book represents my past life, The values that we learn in teen moreover it will help you to recall
your childhood]
I was studying with her from kg,
But i know her after invention of 3G.
I am a jolly fellow from childhood,
But she paid no attention even i stand stood.
"I wanted to change my mood
But her image in my brain still stand stood"
She is not so beautiful,
But her expression make her look like a fool.
I had remembered the day of Geo class,
In class 8 when i was just behind her,
Her finger touched my cheek and
I wanted her happiness to seek.
Our story was like a dumb with full of twist,
But my heart was becoming cold and mist.
I can,t believe our friendship can go back and fro,
She is good or bad,why to judge so?
"So i wanted yo change my mood,
But her image in my brain still stand stood."
The reason why she touch can be trap,
Feeling ashame to say but it was a slap.
Her massive slap i always enjoy ,
For her i was like a toy.
I enjoy this not because i feel her good,
Now also i bang my head ,at that time why i stand stood.
i was a boy slapped by every beauty of my class,
but when they slap, i always give a massive pass.
"for her newton third law become transactive,
Every action from her didn't become reactive.
So, again i wanted to change my mood,
But her image in my brain still stand stood."
As time passed i used to call her moti,
Shock to know she took it as a shooti.
I was fully mesmarised by her glittering eye ,
And i started to see her with a shy.
My whole attention was trap,
And i wanted to be free from her grab.
"again i wanted to change ,my mood but
her image in my brain still stand stood"Alle Rechte vorbehalten