poetry

On my peaceful night, You came like a knight, Oh! You the tiny fly, Made sometimes to cry, You came from rubbish, And suck my reddish, Came like a minute pest, Nights were going without rest, You tested our patience, Also made us patients, You're so awesome, Even you die with the claps of some.                          -S.Raguneshwaran

People think that we are the last, But we were the pure fun blast, We were caught for every error, Because they think, that we are the terror, We never mind about the cost, We don't feel that we have lost, Mostly, they remains single, With people, they can easily mingle, Never turned back to see the past, Because everyone knows past had lost, Going through lot of activity, Which leads to our creativity, People speak about our histories, Because we have solved many mysteries.                             -Raguneshwaran