Sulaiman's work- my dream mausoleum

When I wake up,everything's new, Starting with a mug of coffee, Inhaling its brew. wondering how my day would be. Suddenly...

From pavements, to parliament, From officers to government, All have dirtied their hands in this, Without any hiss, Doing their jobs ...

I feel for the mother,who bares the labor pain,yet excited, Her happiness, she spreads, out sprouted. But, when she tells the ...

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 23 ; the twenty-third edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we...