Win Over Me Poem by Naga Vamshidhar Ratakonda

Don't' Wage a War or,
Seek a Diplomatic Battle,
Or Even Make it a Case to,
Try Me in the Court Rooms,
to ever 'Win Over Me'!

My Heart is a Wonder Land,
Like that of Alice's, Whither
Small Children feel a Paradise,
Filled with Cheers of Joy;

So send your Kids to Me -
'I get defeated with their Chuckles,
My Wealth for their Smiles;
I have patience for their Naughty Fouls,
My Stealth lost for their Mischief;
I get Mesmerized with their Innocent Looks,
My Everything for their Ignorance';

You now know what it needs,
to 'Win Over Me'!
Send those Little Flowers and,
Blooming Buds in full Colours,
More than a Compromise,
that would see me 'Lose',
for their 'Juvenile Challenges'!

Being Surrounded by Kids,
Will be A Peace Agreement,
Like a Signed Blank Cheque!
And Becoming One of Them,
With my 'Ego' suppressed,
I can 'Win Over Me' myself,
All Battles Forgone without,
A Penny Spent to 'Win Over Me'!