The Shop When Koki, me and Mom, we all ran a shop 🏬 Our first encounter was sore We just encountered with Mrs. Karen Kounter👛 As she banged her fist on the door. 🚪 “Now, where are the rubies?!” she yelled at Miss Judy ♦️ She was new, and turned quite pale. “’Ten rupees priced neat’, oh, that’s quite cheap,…
Category: Poem
Jumpy Pumpy Vegetables
The beans are so jumpy, The carrots reach the sky, The baby corn runs away,His mother starts to cry. “Oh dear, oh dear, Where have you gone? With the baby carrots …
A Poem
A poem- Is not like you and me, It can be as small as an ant, It can be as tall as a tree. In a poem- A bird can sing, A flower can bloom, A bell can ring. In a poem- A river can flow, A tiger can growl, A tornado can blow. A poem- Is quite like no…
My plants
Six papaya seeds I grew. Then five of them died. My last on the biggest one- At last it died as well, When bugs hacked it down To every cell. Now I dream of planting a sturdy big mango tree, Sitting under it like a bear, Under the refreshing shade of the tree Which I have yet to grow.
Sea Sounds
What are those sea-sounds? Not the wailing of the sea. Not little Meera, begging for ice-cream. Not the wind flapping the trees. Not the growl of tribal hounds. Not the finger-snap of an ingenious pianist. Something, something more rhythmic and quick, under the slices of mud and silt, Under the violet of the sea. As the sun peeks at the…
On the Chessboard
Some say chess is a waste of time, Some it is fun playtime, Some say it’s for thinking and thoughts, Some say it’s none the lot. And sometimes, I hear them say: Run, little pawn, get out of the way!!
Toto the Noisy parrot
Toto the parrot loves to fly. He’d stand on his toes and make for the sky. He’d squack and talk, all day long, But he makes quite a tantrum of his song. So, sister said, “Enough talking, learn to read. Let me teach you, ABC.” They repeated the letters a number of times: A for alligator, and a bird who…
The Swing
The swing It takes me up and down Not exactly round It doesen’t take me anywhere But up in the air It feels like I’m everywhere Below me is the world Above me is the sky And , infront, twirling Are all the birds Cheering, cheering For me I swing and swing Like I’d never stop Below me is the…
The Beauty of Morning
The sun is coming from so low, And all the creatures down below, They jump and clap and run around, But nature’s beauty makes no sound, But the trees shake with joy, it’s true, For the arrival of a day so new, How the birdies chirp and sing, And that’s how a morning begins.
The World
The world is so big, the world is so big! The bird in the peepul tree chirps all day long, longer the day longer the song! Forgeting all his sadness only knowing his song, along with his beautiful wife who just with him sings along! The just can’t stop the singing which is their work after work, after work they…