Too many frogs have I kissed
with the hope of a transformation.-
I watch the bubbles
flow along rivulets
wondering where they would burst .
I wait for croaking of Frogs
and song of Crickets
having a merry time
celebrating the freshness
of the twilight . .
And
My heart desires to dance
to their tunes
while wishing for
some more pakodas
to go with my Chai . .
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Does there is anyone who doesn't afraid of lizard but afraid of frogs !!๐๐ค๐๐
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The laden clouds dimmed the brightness,
Overran silently across the sincere sky,
As if the streaks of charcoal smudging
The canvas gloomy,
Crossing its threshold, breaking every
Promise to that gigantic sun.
The rebellious roar of wind in the woods
Those surging bamboos
Dancing to rhythm of beats.
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Be kind and tender to the frog,
And do not call her names,
As 'Slimy skin,' or 'Polly-wog,
Or likewise 'Ugly James,'
Or 'Gape-a-grin,' or 'Toad-gone-wrong,'
Or 'Billy Bandy-Knees':
The Frog is justly sensitive
To epithets like these.
No animal will more repay
A treatment kind and fair;
At least of a lonely people say
Who keep a frog (and, by the way,
They are extremely rare).-
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Frogs and frogs comes and go,
when shall I behold the prince that will consider me a queen to be kept aglow.
I have gone kissing you and you and you
But kissing all of you leaves me with a bitter after taste,
I grow from here with my eyes on the sky not knowing my fate.
I shoot from here to there like I Queen
ย I live in my Majesty to behold my prince in his majestic nature,
And my heart shall be his to win.
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I went around searching for love
in the wrong places,
trying to turn frogs
into princes.-
Habituation just might be
the worse kind of poison
Slow but effective
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