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September  is the ninth month of the year

As it nights getting cold
It's covering earth with dried gold

As it unfolds further
It add an other feather

When the squirrels and sparrows hide themselves

The thrills it brings
For the most warm offerings

The September I am gonna miss
Saying goodbye with a tear and a kiss.
January is the first and it is covered with snow
It freeze us with a cold blow


February usher with warm rays, melting away the frozen vows

March bring pleasant Sunshine, warming the hearts filled with overflowing warmth carts

April comes with wind of joys, taking old time to destroy

May and June makes human melts, channeled to the masses belt.

July and August has same refrain, cooling down the human brain.

September bring the clear skies,When the spirits get new vibes.

October and November makes the stars to shoot, making people to shout to bloomin loot.

December comes with sleet, all hidden in warm haven with empty streets.
The body droops, the eyelids close
And all the world seems to impose

A weight that's heavy, hard to bear
A foggy haze, a numb despair

The limbs are heavy, slow to move
The will is weak, the mood is blue

But in this state, there's also rest
A chance to pause, to do your best

To breathe deep and let go of care
To find a calm that's always there

And when you wake, refreshed and new
You'll find the world more bright and true

For tiredness is a friend in need
That helps us rest and then succeed.
Alone I stand, with dreams in sight,
Through trials faced, with all my might.
Though tears may fall, and fears may rise,
I'll reach the stars, past cloudy skies.

In solitude, I find my strength,
To conquer fears of any length.
With every step, I'll pave my way,
Towards the light of a brighter day.

Through highs and lows, I'll persevere,
Each obstacle, I'll face with cheer.
For in the end, success will gleam,
A testament to my hopeful dream.

So let me journey, brave and bold,
With heart and soul, my story told.
For all alone, I'll rise above,
And fill the world with hope and love.
Bal Sukhvinder
I like pasta, you like pasta,  
Twirl it, swirl it, let’s have a blast-a!  
Spaghetti’s long, it dances on my plate,  
With a tasty sauce, it’s simply great!  

Fettuccine’s wide, so creamy and smooth,  
With every bite, it makes me groove.  
Penne’s like tubes, ready to fill,  
With cheese and sauce, it gives a thrill!  

Macaroni’s small, but oh so fun,  
In a cheesy bath, it’s number one!  
Tortellini’s pockets, stuffed with delight,  
A tasty surprise in every bite!  

Linguine’s flat, like a noodle parade,  
With clams and garlic, it’s perfectly made.  
So here’s to pasta, in every way,  
Let’s eat together, hip-hip-hooray! 🍝🎉

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