The flag was flying high
Though no one to stop by
Neither did i miss the sides of the roads
Filled with banners of all modes
Workers roaring like lions
Were now settled in lines
I wondered where these people went
When called for a good event?
And all of a sudden everyone scattered
Even before their leader departed
I could not believe my eyes
But only then did i realize
That these were not the lions of the party
But were jus lines of poverty!
2 comments:
oieee entee aa poem.........?????basical ga manam understand chusukunte chala bagundhi........
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super bujji
kummesavu.......nice bagundhi chala chala:):)
ayyina neku chala tallent vundhi i need not say abt tat
gani chala chala nice good work
and pic kuda saripoyindhi aa poem ki
changes tat 2 make in poem
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I wondered where these people went
When called for a good event?
koncham change cheyyiii
2nd line common
punch vundali akkada
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line ki line ki samandam vundha,,i mean memu mari antha genious kamu as sandhulu samasalu kalipi ardam chesukodaniki....:P:Psorry this is fact
NANDY NUVVU GREAT
NAA GURU
NEE INSPIRATIO THO NEENU RASTHA
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