Jedta amar boddho beshi,
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Jed.
Jedta amar boddho beshi,
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Sheli's Dream...
The sands of time...
Blew away with glory
There was no wind
Nor rain to steal its history...
A small little child
With one little leg brown
Limped his way down
Down down down..
"Prettiest am I?"
Asked the Step-Mother.
The Mirror laughed with glee:
"Look,Snow-White lies under the tree".
"I killed her! And buried her
Beneath the tree", screamed she...
And then saw a flower bloom
Over the mud, in the heap.
A rose it was, blood red.
A blue stain on it, it held.
Snow white cannot die,
Royal blood even Death defy!
Snow-White rose, with the wind,
And the rain, amidst a little pain.
The little boy came limping by,
And kissed her and made her his bride.
Look at Snow-White in the sky,
Behind the rainbow see her fly,
On her broomstick with her Prince-
That little boy, who came limping by!
Away away and away they go,
To some land, some unknown shore,
And then awoke Sheli from her slumber,
“The tap is running wild”,said she,”Call the plumber!”.