I* talk of the fairy from Nagpur.

Lovely she is very much playful,
Of a perfect smile she is holder,
Voracious I am & she's food,
Extremely delicious!!!

Best beautiful girl I've ever known,
Holder of beauty she is a beholder,
Ultra she's as beautiful as the moon,
My dream girl she is my real killer,
I have kindled this dream for her,
Kodak moments are all her smiles,
A**nd her beauty I can never forget.

I* have only been thinking every minute about her.

Lisping its way through her is our daughter,
Often she doubled as my dolly,
Very much I used to care for her,
Enjoy with me she did all the time.

Best of all she helped me move on,
Helped me realise my real worth,
Until time ends I shall love her,
Money-minded she was not,
If at all, she is real-minded,
Kingly she makes me feel,
A**s she herself is the queen.

I am me,
And she's my role,
So she's as excellent as me myself,
But she's beautiful,
I am not.


Her poses possess a demeanour,
And she says a lot,
Silently,
But I listen to it all,
She just wonders how do I know.


She is now my bestest friend ever,
And of course the most gorgeous,
Can not be any easier to conclude,
Because she is simply a class apart,
She is a real motivator & practical.

I* am invited by a bright light.

Leaving behind those days,
Order of God it seems bright,
Vast is the world in your eyes,
Earning your love is so worthy,

Yes it does not discourage me,
Old I want to get in your shade,
Up the road of love will take me.

Best beautiful is your heart,
Holding highest your thought,
Under my God you are not,
Mind my past you please don't,
I**n my life you are the light.

I can guarantee one thing with one hundred percent accuracy,
The moment you put your original display picture, many boys will go crazy,
And twice as many girls will contemplate suicide in jealousy.

She's hated by most people here,
Because she was wrongly inspired,
Accused of posting others' poems from here to other sites.

No, I do not hate her,
I so admire her innocence,
She did nothing wantonly ever,
For she was unaware of the wrong,
But now she has mended ways,
I see her love handling her,
No, I don't want their separation ever,
Because there are some perfect love stories as well,
And they better be left perfect unharmed.

I'll protect their love story,
As all of the failures I faced,
Impart only positivity to me,
I won't ever let them breakup,
All that remains in my pocket is good.

Poetess Bhumika Fulwani is going to get married soon,
I'm so happy for her because she's not gonna swoon,
For she gets to marry her beau under the stars & the moon,
I bless her to always be with her beau Jitin Waghwani she's granted a boon.

I miss your poems.
A collection of bests they were,
Only not giving due credit,
And plagiarism they term it,
Your poem about your bunny,
It was as real as that hot sunny,
Why plug out my recharge wire?

Her poems were not all plagiarized,
At least not her poem about her bunny,
What you guys did was to pshaw her so much,
That she deleted her account altogether.

A snapshot from the island nation of Maldives inspired this poem. The picture was clicked and uploaded to Facebook by a really gorgeous school friend of mine who just got married.


As if the beach was incomplete till today,
And the jetti was so lonely till this day,
Now it feels complemented by your unparalleled beauty.

This day is not going to end as the Sun has refused to sink down,
It has made up its mind to shine awn & awn,
All is blamed to your beauty which added up to the scenic beauty.