Pg poems

Some in the villages and some in the towns is where we were born Living a crofters life, a life right from the abyss targeting to reach the top,  Education is what we were told would be our key, to open our gates from the abyss, education is what we always yearned for,  Yet we could never get the one we wanted, we wanted to get the best of it from the Alliances or from the group of schools, so that we could also be essential in the society some day, yes some day, Oh, some day, in the dawn of new cerulean flower. ‘Education is merely not got by schooling’, our wise counsellor nannas always mentioned, and therefore, they taught us how to be meek, How to acknowledge the educated, how to avoid arguments And how to be ready to work for them since we could not render the cheddar for schooling. We rarely could cope up with our nannas counsels,  Yet it was the only option, we wanted to school,  But the schooling would only come after a hustle; Our napped backs ha...

For those of you who are here, for business, for touring, and for farce Watching this pity amusement, practicing clowning and forcing tears, Sitting here and drinking, admiring my beautiful eternal house Speaking, and storytelling, praising me go. I have a couple of things to say, won’t take much your time I understand you loved me, you’ve weep a lot, and time may not be on your side. But if you try thinking of it - nothing, nobody actually did You could have saved my life. A lot could have been through in a half a second And in the time you will listen to this message You could have done a lot, so much could have been changed You could have saved my life. But since you live in a busy world,  I suffered lonely spells in the hospital, because the bill was too high  And nobody wanted to be a peasants’ associate  The time it takes to hear, my rants and last goodbyes in my interment, You could have used it to make a gift for your loved ones You could hug your sist...