Waiting for a train By R.Krishnamurthy.
I was waiting for a cousine
Who would arrive by a train
I bought a platform ticket as a routine
Though I was well known at the station .
I was waiting for a cousine
Who would arrive by a train
I bought a platform ticket as a routine
Though I was well known at the station .
My beloved,blow me a kiss
I will take it for my bliss
It will give my day a fillip
It will refresh me like a tulip
Trees are the roadside angels
For travelers seeking shade
Beauty spots on the highways
First aid centers for the injured.
If you ask me twice
Whether I love you deeply
I will only say you are shapely
Like a real hour glass
As long as you remain my darling
I can bear with anything
However painful it’s, joyfully
Regarding a bully as silly
Will the blackboard disappear
Will the technology take over
Will there be no teacher in future
Will there be no need for school either.