A month, with No. 8 in hand;
Varies with festive in band,
1, 2, 3… it passes away;
Gives smile with warming away.

A party month, with holiness nature;
Enjoy each day with notorious matter,
Hurray…hurray, swamping digs away;
Oh my, it’s august on a way.

A dawn of month, with friendship boom;
A matinee rise, with rakshabandhan,
Turns its way to salute independence;
Come in play during Janamashtmi.

A sacred month shows belief in god;
Pray the god like never before,
Nourishes qualities from head to toe;
That’s the way to be called August fever.

The thing which you know, is still alive,
Like a diamond sheen shine;
I have given up all thinking nuts,
Like a water sprinkling around.

The thing that a slave does, in a mine,
Like a flopper murmuring around;
It has shown all rising,
Like a bee buzzing around.

Tick tick tick tick letting you know,
Like a clock hanging alone;
24 waking hours to go,
Like a world goes on stepping stone.

It’s day, without eyes;
I am not dreaming honey pie,
It is cloudburst, appeared before;
I am worried many more.

It is faith, with my heart;
It is not listening anymore,
It is a cry off, seasoning fall;
I am happy heavy more.

It is trust, like flickering light;
It is not reflecting baby Mia,
It is overwhelming, sprinkled high;
Now, I am joyful every day.

It is you, in every dream;
I am seeing it every night,
It is a day dream, came to my eyes;
I am real, as you are.

You the girl, having morning splash,
Being short like a cutie brain,
Na Na Na it’s real dream,
Ha Ha Ha it’s happening again.

She’s the one, who woke me in rain,
Mourning high like an alarm ringing,
Well Well Well she’s my di’s friend,
Ohu Ohu Ohu she has done it again.

Little baby, rising eye braw in specs,
Making up for foreign aiming,
La La La it’s my sister girl,
He He He I forgot to regain.

Yeah, I like it, the way you move on the way,
Walking long like a saint urging,
Ahh Ahh Ahh she’s pretty on the floor,
Shh Shh Shh don’t tell it again.

She and I, having a synchro strain,
Being a bro like a well-wisher at shore,
Peep Peep Peep it’s coming in a shade,
All All All I am her admire speaking.

A thing to fire, let me desire;
No one knows it so let it be fire,
As soon as I get it, it takes me burning;
But never the less, its not going to fire.

A thing to drink, let me desire;
Everyone knows it so let it be drunk,
As soon as I get it, it gives me power;
But never the less, it has been a water.

A thing to fly, let me desire;
Someone knows it so let it be fly,
As soon as I get it, it flies me higher;
But never the less, its not going to be wind.

A thing to live, let me desire;
Everyone has doubt so let it be framed,
As soon as I get her, she gives me warm;
But never the less, it has been a girl.

I ain’t perfect person,
As long as you think of me;
Seeking a sight of future,
As it rises along sky & sea.

I ain’t feeling heart,
As it was broken at the end of wee;
Hiding the hurtness of mind,
As it pushes up me for tee.

I will go for a ****,
As long as it encourages me for a deal;
Making the habit of bail,
As it reminds me of a jail.

I will be a perfect person,
As I will learn it for more;
Expressing the needs of life,
As it runs away from the shore.

A girl who’s my beloved sister
Always being sweet and simple,
Being merry in front of all
Which makes me feel pride.

A girl who’s angel divine
Who teaches me rules of life,
Whenever she becomes sad
I see a way of life going.

A girl who’s precious and sacred
With whom I have made mountain of thoughts,
Whenever she becomes anxious
I will be always with her.

A girl who’s talkative
Always tae-tae with one another,
Sometimes she teases me
I feel her like an idol of unknown particle (god).


A girl whom I always miss
Always helps others,
In whom I see a perfect girl
I will be always in her afterglow.