Wednesday, December 7, 2011

To Mr. "T"

The wind still blows,
The birds still sing,
but something amiss,
you cant name the thing!


The world suddenly
is in slow motion mode,
you cant pin point,
where is your abode!


Your body is weak,
Your energy is low,
but let not the scoundrel
break your spirits below!!


This scoundrel named typhoid,
had let me shed great tears,
but then because of him,
I am back here;
With my family n loved ones
to gain back my strength;
And will surely kick him out next time
when he marks his entrance............;)



1 comment:

Subhorup Dasgupta said...

Thank you, Mr. T, for giving deekay time with his loved ones, time to rest and reflect, and most importantly, time to write and post on his blog. Thank you, Mr. T, but you need to stay far from him now.