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I could never say you Goodbye! You made me feel what love is. And never was a day I wanted to give you a miss. I loved you, I kissed you, was always by your side, But never knew, one day, you would be lost and never be aside. This was the second autumn we been together, But why did I not know, this was our last time forever! I loved you, I kissed you, even more than before, But why could I not make it out, you would be no more. This was a day when we both, again met. Held her, while we gazed at each other, as we sat. I loved her, but didn’t kiss her, and left it for tomorrow, Never could I ever meet her, never could say her Goodbye. 2012, this was a year, there was only one talk in the town. A cataclysmic event would bring us all down. Never knew it was meant more for me! As the events in my life that would unfold, I couldn’t foresee. Got a call from my father, on a morning, in the winter of January. He said Hello, wanted to speak a little...

As you turn five While I long to see as you turn five, You and I, into our wistful memories, take a dive. Since I last wrote a poem, ages have gone, So much of love, except you, I haven’t known. Wonder how different would be this seventeenth. We been blessed in your company for time umpteenth. As you grow, no longer you may be fond of your name, But I call you Tini , hoping you would always remain the same. You are the sun, and our moon too, Made us stronger, while we were in blue. Life was bright even at its darkest hour, Having you aside, nothing made us feel, we had to cower. As you step into your fifth year, I must say, it’s time for you to cheer. You would find friends and family getting much closer, And the good few would aspire you to be their chooser. While you blossom into the world of innocence, Let me find words, that rhymes, and would make sense. I bid you adieu, promising to write one more on your sixth. Surprisingly, whi...

As I turn One It’s been a year, a splendid time I celebrated, that I could ever imagine. Leaving behind a year of immaculateness,  That would for aye be reminiscence, To those, close to my heart. Nor can I speak voluminous, with impressive articulation,  As my deciduous teeth are still struggling to thrive beneath my gum. But blessed do I feel, as I continue to thrive. And prosper among the Blue Bells. And here am I, to reinvigorate myself for an odyssey with all my loved ones.