Sunday, December 27, 2009 

Sunday Evening Rhyme

The Grass is Green and Soil red ..Above is sky with blue shade
Buzzing of Bees ...Movement of Trees !
Exchange of Glance , Missing of Chance
Time getting away , Leaving no ray
End of Tunnel , Begining of Funeral
Moment last , Time passed
Running infinite lap , Bridging the gap
Doing this here , running away there
Waiting for moment of glory ..Till now its sorry
Getting worried and sorbid ..planning yet new Bid.
Thats how it is , no gain with no risk
Bid -Ask spread turned sad ..the grass is green and soil red !! :)

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