Me, Myself and Irony
Me, Myself and Irony1 min 13K 1 min 13K
I always fly in the air
And never forget an aroma of the soil,
Sometimes calm and quite
Sometimes release an inner turmoil,
Live life king size which I believe
Gives me pleasure, problem free and stress relief.
Move forward along with a throng
listening a legendary “Ekla Cholo re” song
I do wonders, I do blunders,
Being in harmony and seldom in thunders
Neither ruck on my face nor show my pain
believe in crying in the torrential rain
Few people boost my confidence and aplomb
Always wanted to keep a relationship prolong
Some seek help and advice wanted
some take leverage and some take granted.
I am good, and I am nice,
Who all made me realize.
I play with the words and capture landscape.
Try to make my life in a beautiful shape
Until last breath, Until I died,
Being humble, verity and never being lied
Knowing the fact few will cry on my demise
At least one drop of tear will fall from their eyes.
I would like to express my feelings and gratitude
Sometimes in an assembly and sometimes in solitude
This is all about me, myself and Irony
Nobody can diminish, which is in the destiny