Now you are eighteen


Do not be shy,
Now you are eighteen.
Just taste it,
Before you loose everything.
All eyes are on you baby,
Each heart is behind you.
Just grab it,
Before you loose everything.
Do not be shy,
Now you are eighteen.

Take the drink and come on the floor,
Be a queen and let the music go.
Shake it baby,
Before you loose everything.
Forget all your dreams and career,
If you know you are a warrior.
Just use it,
Before you loose everything.
Do not be shy,
Now you are eighteen.

 

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar

Cut function in ggplot2


You need to put “cut”,
You need to put “breaks”,
Then label it.
But don’t forget,
To include the lowest one,
If the left is open.
Don’t bring the “aes”,
If it is category and not continuous.

These lines are dedicated to the function “cut” in ggplot2 package in R programming.

 

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar

Give me the cloth


O baby, O baby,
Give me the cloth.
I want to fly,
High on the road.
Let the stars,
And the moon see,
How I am pretty and beautiful.
Just hold my waist,
And be with me,
I will drive you slowly.

O baby, O baby,
Give me the hold.
I want to fly,
High on the road.
I have no fear,
No shyness,
I am in love,
With this darkness.
O baby, O baby,
Give me the support.
I want to fly,
High on the road.

 

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar

 

 

Darkness, Age and Bed: An Interesting Triangle


Darkness is epistatic to the age on the bed.

Parmit Kumar Singh

Ferocious lover


She is delicate,
She is tender,
Like a fire,
In the winter.

From dawn to night,
Her lips fill my all goblets,
With red wine.

She is innocent,
Like a flower,
That covers its thorns.
She is a ferocious lover,
Even in the summer.

 

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar

I am a crazy guy


I am a lazy guy,
Who wants to fly high,
Whether scientifically or non-scientifically,
I don’t care.

You are free to abuse me,
You are free to refuse me,
But I know my destination,
And, I believe, I will be there.

I am a crazy guy,
Who wants to fly high,
Ethically or non-ethically,
I don’t care.

 

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar

You will be my tears


Lets start the journey,
Without thinking so much,
I will be your energy,
You will be my Nature.
And we can make something together.

Ups and downs are part of life,
In fact, they are like glue,
Which makes us unite,
And sticks together.
Lets start the journey,
Without thinking so much,
I will be your eyes,
And you will be my tears.
You will be my heart,
And I will be your creature.

You are such a lovely lady,
That I am falling for you.
Its not just your skin and color,
I love your hairs too.
Lets start the journey,
Without thinking so much,
You will be my spring,
And I will be your summer.
I will be your ocean,
And you will be my river.

You will make my days shorter,
And I will make the night longer.
You will be in my arms,
And our lips will be closer.
Lets start the journey,
Without thinking so much,
I will be your world,
And you will be my leader.
I will be your gardener,
You will be my flower.

Lets start the journey,
Without thinking so much,
You will be my sky,
And I will be your star.
I will be your sun rays,
You will be my shower.

 

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar

Black Magic


She has the magic,
The black magic,
Which is taking control of my life.
I don’t know what to do,
She is so effective and powerful.

I stopped looking into her eyes,
But cannot control when she shakes her thighs.
She knows that point,
And exploits it every night.
She is taking away my life,
I don’t know what to do,
She is so effective and powerful.

 

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar

I want to be a mom


I am tired of kisses,
And all glasses,
I want to have babies,
I want to be a mom.

I have enjoyed enough,
all attentions and smooches,
And one night stand,
Now I want to be a wife,
Just a simple housewife.

I have ruled the whole world,
by shaking my booty,
and showing my boobs,
Now, I want to be loyal,
I want to be a shy woman.

I am tired of cakes,
And all dark chocolates.
I want to fed my babies,
I want to be a mom.

 

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar

A girl from Persia


A girl from Persia,
Is changing my inertia,
With her eyes,
And a dimple on her cheeks.

Her smiles are like HIV-1,
Modifying my heart.
Her eyes are like integrase,
Controlling my genome and thoughts.

 

Parmit Singh Dhurandhar