three frog baby


Posted on 14th Feb 2020 11:59 am by sangeeta

Three baby frogs grandma said not to bother
but we were only eight, and we couldn’t wait to teach them tricks
so we dipped them in some paint.
We followed the little white dots into the garden
where we found them resting by the squash and leaning on the broccoli
and belly-up under the turnips with remnants of our Picasso’s on their tiny backs
and scared to death they’d peed on us and grandma would see
and know somehow we were murderers, Jeannie and me.

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saikil ke pahiy fir se ghumay

चलो फिर से बच्चे बन जाते हैं

लौट कर

In Your Eyes..

It's the memories of you I have

That make any grey sky turn blue

And lets me know

The Worst Pain Known To Me

The worst pain known to me

Is to be stuck on a love that never could be,

To love

MERE JAZBAT

SaDiya Guzar Gayi Kisi o Apna Bnane Me...

Magar Pal Bhi Na Laga Unhe Hamse Door Jane Me..

SUB KHATRE ME

ना मुसलमान खतरे में है, ना हिन्दू खतर

The Terrifying Thing About Love

It is a terrifying thing

to watch love

walk in your direction

when you be

Nobody's Perfect, Right?

I messed up today, not something I wanted to do.

I ruined a relationship by going off on

Never Want To Say Goodbye

I think of her and our time together,

And the tears come to my eye.

I never wante

To My Treasured Friend

Though there is gold up in the mountains,

Lovely pearls deep in the sea,

Those tr

Pyar ka mitha dariya

दोस्ती

प्यार का मीठा दरिया है,पुक

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