Oh! Grandpa are you sitting here again br in care her reciting voice br no just I will give one shot br and play with you, you see here br how many poem ponder in the face of PH! br br no, grandpa, you should not play with the ones you loved br smiling wrinckle face delighted, br yes, with whom we loved we must not play br but, we make them strong in their own way br and bring out all in them not to fade! br br the only shot are you fine br sitting before the montior spoil your health br take diet may your face fade and may br your anger trigger many a shots br yet your strength is required to play a more br and wait till red had on your way br as the old pricks may not cuddle you br and the hung in shape may not satiae yur hunger br and the ere white pure gold may suffocate you br take care of your health and yonder br yacht is there to carry you sail the ship br where many bows are to be played in wonder br and the target is the one how can you? br br Do yu want more targets? br give the mark less than zero br and make your pen mighty in write br run out not stay here oh dear br stay here and wonder yourself br the aged man cannot run as fast as you br br Oh! my child I think we can move now br when we find time we open br and see many poems in several names br for them all is one in the face of ph!br br dinesh mukherjee a poet occasional(hardly a poet)br br