Trees By R.Krishnamurthy
Trees are the roadside angels
For travelers seeking shade
Beauty spots on the highways
First aid centers for the injured.
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.
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What’s happening on the economic
front
Who is bearing the brunt of the fall out
Of this slow down, is it recession
From gigantic heights, what a climb down
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