Roses are red
Violets are blue
I like rainbows more than you!
We are made of these colours,
All sister and brother.
The snow white winters
When the cold winds bite!
The pleasant sunny days
Yellow and blue,
At the bay
My heart filled with blood,
Every second it gives a thud.
The beauty of nature
My heart it captures
The world covered with colour
This is my culture.
Black is your hair
Like my very own soul
Your eyes, like the Royal Marines
Blue, the colour that my heart glows
Pink are your cheeks
The colour of love, you and me
Red is your lipstick
Hot rage hides behind me
Yellow, the jewellery that wraps your neck
Colour of the Sun, something I never saw
Happiness, the same colour
Something I’ve been look for
Violet nail paint hides your nails
The colour that surrounds my brain
White is your spirit
Like the starry night sky
Your life is a rainbow
Mine discolored, I wonder why?
One fine day,
We made our way
Through trees and clouds
Seeing mountains and moulds
Admiring waterfalls and rivers
Amazed at the serenity of water
After the flood reaching to a meter
Apprehensive of nature’s wrath
And the winding, twisting path.
Witnessing the unknown beauty,
We reached Manchuka.
All we could say was
Wow! What a relaxing day!
We visited Gompas and monasteries,
Enjoyed warm milk and fries.
While we built a snowman
And saw a huge dam.
It was a vacation apart from any vacation
Away from all network connection
We spent a week, in the cool comforting breeze
Where people freeze
But their hearts remain warm.
We help each other out.
Oh! It is such a charm!
A crook robbed a bank,
The handcuffs went clank.
He was locked in jail,
Waiting to be released on bail.
While he was behind bars,
He thought he saw Mars.
He begged for forgiveness,
But received no kindness.
And while he perished,
He dreamt what he cherished.
In his dream,
He ate cookies and cream.
When he was finally out of the gaol,
Determined to be a new man,
Off to the nearest job he ran.
As the day ended,
He had enough money
To buy himself honey.
Never did he indulge again
In deeds that put a stain
Upon his name,
Against his fame.
Happy Birthday Dad!
My dad there standing at the fore,
Of not only the country
But also the family
I will always love you to the core.
Like a pillar you support us
Never once stopping to fuss
Protecting us from harms
And wrapping us in your arms.
Thank you daddy
For all you have done
So on a special thank you note,
Happy Birthday Dad!
Mum
When something me harms,
You pick me up in your arms.
Taking care of me,
From when I was a baby wee.
Bestowing me with good wishes,
Showering me with kisses.
I miss your warm hugs
And the cozy rugs,
You wrapped me in,
In the dark of the night.
Thank you mum,
For all you have done.
In my heart forever,
I cherish you moreover.
A whole new world is standing forth me,
All racing towards thinking themselves the most gloomy,
And I ponder in my fanciful fantasy,
Doesn’t anyone want to win merry?
Oh, dear! What’s the mainspring for each one’s melancholy?
Is it what they already have, or is it what they wish to retrieve?
Gee Man! Mustn’t you pay your apologies
To God, Who gave you something to which you didn’t pay heed?
Yes, it is your smile so cheery,
So promise to paint the town ruby,
With your twinkling beam so artsy (do you agree?)
In which reflects your ecstasy.
There’s one thing I wanted to be from the age I was 7 and that is a Unicorn! Here’s a poem telling why I want to be a Unicorn:
I want to be a unicorn,
because it’s a magical creature.
I’d love to be a unicorn,
to show all the colours of nature!
I want to be a unicorn,
to fly above the sky.
I’m crazy for unicorns,
as I want to see what’s it to be up high!
I want to be a unicorn,
to show that they are real.
I’d love to be a unicorn,
to make believe they are here!
I like the smell of dear earth,
And how the light spring rain carries in it
Upon the singing notes of the mynah
And behold heaven in a minute!
How cyclists swish through muddy grounds
How horses clip-clop, clip-clop to several rounds
How sparrows kiss the blest skies, and…
A finer class of humans; with their Buddha smiles
Who like the kindful rains, free the world of lies,
Who make lovely magic go on for miles
And these who bask in golden Sun
Are why heaven on Earth has begun!
Are why heaven on Earth has begun!
The best time of the day,
Is the night time, sweet.
Oh! how I love night time,
During that time strange people I meet!
I meet a fairy and a gnome,
I meet wealthy kings with their knights.
I love to explore exciting worlds,
And all this happens during the nights!!
You might have guessed what I mean,
I don’t really explore their real world,
But in the books these kings reign,
Due to nights so much I have learned!!
I keep gazing at the sky full of stars,
I love to see the moon so bright.
Many a time I hear a soft guitar,
And see the moon all shiny and crescent alright!!
It’s so quiet and calm out there,
It seems as if time has stopped,
I love the night time so much,
I smiled when the night time knocked.
