I went out at the day
I saw a green lake
On nearing it
Finally on stepping on it
I came to know its fake.
I saw a grey cake
On nearing it
Finally on touching it
I came to know its a cloudy grey smoke.
I saw a rose bed
On admiring it
Went near to it
Finally on sensing it
I came to know its a place where phenolphthalein fed.
At night I reached home
I was given a cup of 'Bru'
Thought it wasn't true
and threw.
It fell on my feet
Finally on feeling the heat
I came to know
Things which I thought was true wasn't true
But...,
This cup of Bru is really true!
Dated: 23.10.2009
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 12:48 AM UTC
I went out at the day
I saw a green lake
On nearing it
Finally on stepping on it
I came to know its fake.
I saw a grey cake
On nearing it
Finally on touching it
I came to know its a cloudy grey smoke.
I saw a rose bed
On admiring it
Went near to it
Finally on sensing it
I came to know its a place where phenolphthalein fed.
At night I reached home
I was given a cup of 'Bru'
Thought it wasn't true
and threw.
It fell on my feet
Finally on feeling the heat
I came to know
Things which I thought was true wasn't true
But...,
This cup of Bru is really true!
Dated: 23.10.2009
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