Silly Poems

5'6" jiski height ho...

5'6" jiski height ho,
Chehra jiska bright ho,

If Alok Nath was in Dhoom3

What if Alok Nath was in Dhoom 3:
Bande Hain Hum Sanskari
Hum Pe Kiska Zor

Macchar marney se shikari nahi bn jaoge or...

Arz kiya hai..
Macchar marney se shikari nahi ban jaoge..

Zindgi ne kiye hain bahut se sitam !

Zindagi Ne Kiye Hain Bahut
Se Sitam
Teri Kasam

Papa All Izz Well !!! ^_^

All Iz Well Remix -

Jab Question Paper Ho Out Of Control

Answer Sheet Ko Kar

Tumhari adaao pe main wari wari... Network me aa awaaj nai aa rhi ^_^

Tumhari adaao pe main wari wari...
wah wah..

Tumhari adaao pe main wari wari...

Ek Aishwaarya thi deewani si ^_^

Ek Aishwaarya thi deewani si Shahrukh pe wo marti thi,

Najre jhukake, sharma ke Hritik ki

Hansti thi hansaati thi... Mujhko pagal bnati thi...

Hansti thi hansaati thi,
dil ko bahut bhati thi,
dekh dekh sarmaati thi,
phir a

Teri yaado ka december ^_^

Thandi Hawayein Chal Gayi Hai, Aaj Mere Shehar Mein,

Teri Yaadon Ka December Bikhar Sa Ga

Me without you...

Me without you is like
a nerd without braces,
A shoe without laces,

My Belly Button...

Oh my beloved belly button.
The squidgy ring in my midriff mutton.

Your myster

The man in the Jar

I once knew a man who lived in a jar,
for a stranger sight you'd have to go far.

I a

Doggy Heaven...

All doggies go to heaven (or so I've been told).
They run and play along the streets of Gol

A Book of Verse
A book of verse, underneath the bough,
A jug of wine, a loaf of bread - and thou
Beside me sin

When we were idlers with the loitering rills,
The need of human love we little noted:
Our love

A Time to Talk
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand

Friend, whose smile has come to be
Very precious unto me,
Though I know I drank not first

We Have Been Friends Together
We have been friends together,
In sunshine and in shade;
Since first beneath the chestnut-tree

A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in,
A minute to smile and an hour to weep in,
A pint of

Under the Harvest Moon
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over garden nights,


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