The girl with curly hair,
Who knows well
I am crazy for teddy bear.

Last meet we enjoyed taking selfie, standing in stair,
This girl is a type of rare.

Nobody treat me, the way she care,
She is the one with whom
from "Gm" to "Gn" vise-versa
whatever happens I share.
Utter a false letter against me,
infront of her if you dare?

When we are together,
Our love-bond relation is in air.

You are my best friend,
With whom i want
each second in watch to extend.

Break in this relation is like,
My life is end.

This poem is truely written for you,
You know it well
Happy birthday puru.

- Tomsy Thomas (Black tea)