Monday, November 20, 2006

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When I’m happy, when I’m sad,
When I’ve had it really bad
Its fiery colour revives me.
Its concentric graceful folds
Never fail to lure me…
A waft of its fragrance
has the ability to assure me.
It drives away the worries
And brings a smile to my face;
It restores in my mind, the beauty of life,
With its freshness and sheer grace.
It makes my eyes shine
It makes my world fine
Its very thought inspires art.
It has the power to touch my heart
And it’s cheap – just fifteen rupees
For a kilo of my favourite jalebees!

1 comment:

Pankaj said...

I too love jalebees....and in general, I am liking your poems. They do reveal a lot about you too. :-) Keep writing.