Liars go with an easy flow
telling lies in the go
not one or two
uttering many a lie high and low
wrapping the details slow
elaborating them quickly with a know
that be their skill in the row
hitting all with a blow.
It was long long ago.
More than hundred years ago.
There lived a man called Hugo.
Hugo had lot of children.
He had a beautiful garden
where the family had lot of fun.
As the children were too many
he could not remember the names of any.
To call them he made gestures funny.
Children gave him no trouble.
The family progressed without a stumble.
Hugo became old and tumbled
Looks Are Too Many
Looks are many so many,
Calling for a penny,
Looks are different very different,
Posing an under current.
Looks take a bird tone and an animal clue,
Expressing a sensation in queue
First comes the pleasant look,
With a smile and poise,
Next treks in a beautiful look,
With a glamour and grace
Then comes in a seductive look,
With a provoke and blaze.
The Ravenous looks are zealous,
Attributing a rapacious insinuation,
The Eagle looks are horrendous,
Ascribing to an evil demonstration
The Dove looks are melodious,
Gathering a sweet inclination.
The look of a Lion interprets majesty,
The look of a Tiger indicates fury,
The look of a wolf emits treachery,
The look of a rabbit exhibits timidity,
The look of a monkey elaborates truancy.
The individual expressions of birds and animals,
Transcribe and translate in Man’s eye ,
Reflecting his intentions and intonations,
Be it royal, furious, seductive and pleasant,
Compiling a record of looks too many.