My dearest sister has a son. We call him dearie Shauryan. Healthy, wealthy and pawn Of parents, demanded scone For eating in evening or dawn. Chess playing at state level on Till nation or inter forgone. Never is lazy, never is con, Is the best known icon Wishing best for solon.
I am developing a new style of writing poetry where ending words of a line rhyme with one another, at least in last sound. I named it Pari Style. Hope readers will like it. Thanks to those invisible hands and fingers which supported and inspired me to continue my efforts in my new, creative, artistic and innovative “Pari” style. Thanks for your inspiring, kind, soft fingers.