After the eclipse
My father and I went to the
Russian center near my home.
There I saw a statue of a
man wearing a helmet.
I asked my father about him,
And he was the eminent astronaut,
Yuri Gagarin.
Then I remembered about
Laika the dog,
The first animal to go to space.
Laika is like a street dog
seen near my home.
She died like an omelet there.
The tart
Earlier I used to fear math,
Math was not right to
me at all to me.
But when I saw a pie,
I forgot it all.
My fear on math,
All floated away into a brook
through the marine.
A pie was discovered in the ancient Greek.
It’s right that poets dream of lives
foregone in the world’s fantastical.
Unlike all deserts,
Those luscious pies
we eat in all pie day are sweet,
But my opinion is,
Math is more saccharine.
The Folks
Dogs get in fight sometimes,
And turn to bite us in packs.
A group of monkeys
from the wild,
sometimes comes to the town
and steel our groceries.
But man,
Steal everything in the earth,
and that leads to chaos
A pandemic comes,
Once in a blue moon and
cause of that,
men die and population goes down.
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