A tight girp on the handle,
A tight base on the paddle
Salim compelled his tri cycle to move..
The passenger was content to heed his song.
“ sir, the road connects you and your love
And when you will hug her, you will smile,
Just like the time you saw her walk down the aisle,..”
The traveler in his overjoyed mood
Said Salim “you are a fine songster, dude”
He next asked to apply for indian idol
Salim knew ,high hope for a poor man is suicidal
But soon they talked about cat ,rat and mice
to Natter with customers always made him feel nice.
Some they talk, some are silent, and some rude,
But they forever said “you are a fine songster ,dude”
concluding the praises and gathering up courage
He set out and sang in indian idol auditions’ stage
Anu mallik and farah khan gave him a standing ovation
Ultimately, nation voted him the idol, celebration
But Salim was no where to be found
Citizens were waiting to see him, crowned
And now why would I write further more
Better you find the skeptisim of the poem to core…
wow kya....this seems to be a rise of new poet among us...keep it up!!!
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