I am laughing, I am smiling,
I am enjoying the time,
I am eyeing out imagination,
And I am trying to write a rhyme,
With eyes open and ears closed,
I feel a tinkling tone,
Passing my time in a useful way,
I'm sitting and thinking alone.
About the trees, about the sky,
I am thinking about the Nature,
The society, Religions and the mass -----
But, actually I'm not thinking
Anything of substance at all.
And this is what I call a perfect Timepass.
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