Monday, 13 March 2017

A Poem For Biryani- With Due Apologies To Biryani




Biryani is the taste of my life but I'm paying tributes to it through waste of a poem

Mention the word lamb
Glows in my mind a lamp
Hear the word Goat
I undo my coat
My mouth does salvate
To see them on my plate
The urge for biryani
Is just a meal for many
Air, Water and Food are necessity
For me to remain in sanity
Till I  get biryani as food
I'll have a reason to be good.

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