Oh! ask my genes, she sighs with a wink
I can gorge on sweets and just sit it off!
My dad played five sports
My mom goes hiking and she’s 62, can you believe it!
My liveliness comes from them
My grandmom wrote poetry
That’s my taste for books
My grand-dad had a basement with ivory idols
A street is named after him!
Villagers rush to greet me… she says pride oozing
And so it goes on…
After a few weeks, on another boastful evening, she said
I’m gonna visit my folks
Aren’t you picking up gifts for your grandparents? I asked
Oh no, they are no more. In fact, I’ve never seen either sets
‘But you sure love visiting their village. Don’t you?’
Me? Mom says she took me once as a toddler…
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My theme for the Challenge is ‘Free Verse’
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Nisha Sanjeev 
Ah braggarts. Do not like them! Nice poem to explore this Nisha! 🙂
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Well, she certainty liked boasting 😉
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So same yet different. People!
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Oh! Quite a big bragger!! 😀
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That was fun. The boaster was caught in her lies. Oh, how we’ve all known people like that. Sigh.
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What a bluff master she was 😉
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Well, some people can just boast and nothing else 😛
Betrayed
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She clearly loves to boast! 😛
*Shantala @ ShanayaTales*
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😛 Nailed it! Love your poems, Nisha! Coming back tomorrow for more! *Shalini @TaleofTwoTomatoes*
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Seems like a lot to boast about! 😉 ❤
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Thank you Shalini, Swathi, Shailaja, Shantala, Elly for stopping by
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