MY,SELF COMPOSED POEMS

BEING LITERATE

Eureka! I am literate in
Computer now.
t'was not the  same very long ago
I am not unmindful of it,
There were the days i went others then
But its changed a lot 
A trifle was herculean task for me then
But child's play now.
Before everything was a mystery
But now it’s in the pages of history

NISHCHAL

Naughty thy name is ‘Nichhi’,

So active and mischievous.

You are perfect in excuses,

But really it muses.

Your world is different,

You’re not constant.

Novice feels you very naughty,

But really you’re so gritty.

Dancing, teasing, yelling,

Are indispensible to you.

For study you’re serious too

Favorite to mom and dad

But have never been bad

Long live dear, gods bless you ever.

MY BETTER HALF

My dear ‘misty’

You are so hearty

Sans you I am hollow

‘ll be on heels to follow

So busy round the clock

Never bother the chores of folk

Thee art the queen of my world

But thy liberty is not checked

At times hard nut to crack

But your love never gets lock

Too small in age

Sagacious like a sage

Thy presence makes me relaxed

Absence forces me to be perplexed

At will you are indomitable

But patience un scalable

You seldom get fret

But you are the best.