The Stuff I Served My Teacher

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

The stuff I served my teacher
was pretty, fairly gross!
Like rotten eggs and lumpy milk
and burned up purple toast.
She gave me too much homework
so I hope she gets sick
when she eats some roasted apples
with spinach flavored dip.
Porridge with bananas
and it might even have moss
And also rumor has it
that it has Tabasco sauce.
So when she eats all of this junk
I hope that she’ll get better.
We’ll have no homework for six months
Because I will never let her!

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Love Struck Smiles

Silly love-struck smiles

There's only one true style

Clueless and happy

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Friend
Friend

You and I are friends
You laugh, I laugh
You cry, I cry

You scream, I scr

Without His Love

What has happened is never spoken,

And everything around me has been broken.

Ther

Sadakin bhi suni si lagti hain

Lagta hai us se mohabbat hone lagi hai 

Uski yaado mein ratein guzaar deta hoon 

Its not the way you think
Its not that I want to hurt
Its just a wrongly put effort

Its not that I mean to offend

Changing The Past

The past is the past for a reason.

That is where it is supposed to stay,

But some

aitbaar kar mujhpe

Aitabar kar mujhpe bedard nahi hu main…

Teri is kiyaban ka bawar nahi hu Main&hell

Only Us....

Laid my head upon your chest

Your arms encircled me,

It was, My Love, as if we we

isi pal ke liye

Khokar apne aap ko Kya Koi door jaa paya hai,

Jhuthe naam ke khatir khud ko bhulaya hai

KHWABO KA PARDA

Khwabon ka parda yaha par ab,

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