Imran Alam Saharsa
CEO at IIN

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POEM : When my eye’s were closed

Posted by IMRAN AHMAD on Sunday, June 3, 2012, In : POEM 
When my eye’s were closed
Not for ever , but it was
She appeared before me in my dream
Not in simple , but in chocolaty brown
In the world’s most beautiful gown 
Then I took a step forward 
To give her, The Miss Universe Award
I knelt down to kiss her hand
With a nice song , from best music band
In my breath I could feel , was she
Then I pulled her very close to me
In the world that scene was the best
Her hand on my shoulder , mine in her waist 
To make her queen , I put crown on her head
Now she was t...

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POEM : I am standing on a juncture

Posted by IMRAN AHMAD on Sunday, June 3, 2012, In : POEM 
I am standing on a juncture 
One goes to friends, one goes to future
I am abashed which to be choosed
For future, friends have to be loosed 
Now I remember the days of school
Laughing in assembly, pushing them in pool
Reading magazines in the textbooks
In the classroom, chatting on facebook
Slapping friends for the silly things
In the kingdom of fun, we were the kings
Teasing girls and flirting with them
Never thought about life’s AIM
What we did we never bothered 
We never obeyed the teachers order
Alwa...

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Showing Tag: "best" (Show all posts)

POEM : When my eye’s were closed

Posted by IMRAN AHMAD on Sunday, June 3, 2012, In : POEM 
When my eye’s were closed
Not for ever , but it was
She appeared before me in my dream
Not in simple , but in chocolaty brown
In the world’s most beautiful gown 
Then I took a step forward 
To give her, The Miss Universe Award
I knelt down to kiss her hand
With a nice song , from best music band
In my breath I could feel , was she
Then I pulled her very close to me
In the world that scene was the best
Her hand on my shoulder , mine in her waist 
To make her queen , I put crown on her head
Now she was t...

Continue reading ...
 

POEM : I am standing on a juncture

Posted by IMRAN AHMAD on Sunday, June 3, 2012, In : POEM 
I am standing on a juncture 
One goes to friends, one goes to future
I am abashed which to be choosed
For future, friends have to be loosed 
Now I remember the days of school
Laughing in assembly, pushing them in pool
Reading magazines in the textbooks
In the classroom, chatting on facebook
Slapping friends for the silly things
In the kingdom of fun, we were the kings
Teasing girls and flirting with them
Never thought about life’s AIM
What we did we never bothered 
We never obeyed the teachers order
Alwa...

Continue reading ...
 
 
 
 
 
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