Saturday, 26 May 2012

Angry Parents


Anger, it destroys everything
Its not good for any human being.

Everyone is yelling here at home
I donno why god, I was born

They dont understand and do what they want
They dont want to hear and just give a taunt

Its so stupid to write such things
I would have ran away, if i had wings

Now staying back at home has become a dreadful thing
And my parents words hurt like a pin.

I tried my best to make them understand
But it is now too much for me to stand.

It doesn't make me angry when they say all that
It just makes me feel extremely sad

They wont understand what I am feeling
'This creates fear in my heart' they keep believing.

I hope one day they will know how sad I felt
And I know one day their heart will melt

Till then, I will keep praying to God
Destroy their anger and make them strong.

Saturday, 12 May 2012

When Will My Sunday Arrive???


One, two, three, four, five
When will my Sunday arrive?

Studying always, day and night
Turning pages black and white

Monday, go and help yours friend
Their sad stories never end

Tuesday, help your sister at work
Working day and night like a jerk

Wednesday, have a fight with foes
Without it the week never goes

Thursday, cooking food with mom
Its as tough as making a bomb

Friday, completing work on time
Until then, the clocks were fine

Saturday, watching movies with dad
Action movies make me go mad

After all this, my Sunday arrives
We go for dinner in a hotel hi-fi

Go out to parties and enjoy the weekend
I wish this Sunday would never end

That's why I keep asking God every night
Oh Lord, when will my Sunday arrive?




Saturday, 17 December 2011

Weather



Sitting in a lonely room, I thought to myself
Is there something that I need to tell

The weather is cool and the clouds are dark
And thunder is accompanied by the lightning sparks

The weather is calm after the heavenly showers
And I am sitting in my room from many hours

It feels like the sun has gone on a holiday
And it hasn’t arrived yet though its Monday

I have lots to study and many things to get done
But now I am just sitting and waiting for the sun

Its lunch time now and I am very hungry
And this cool cool breeze makes it more yummy

Morning


I woke up one morning and looked at the sky,
The sun was shining like an eagle’s eye,
The clouds were dancing around the sun,
And it looked like they were all having fun.

Its such a good morning the sky is blue
but my heart and my soul are still in gloom
the birds are chirping on the trees
and it feels so good to see this scene

but suddenly the morning starts to go
and I just wish if it could snow
but then the sun starts shinning bright
and its rays start scattering wide

and then the sun starts to go
I donno why it always happens so
Maybe its time to say good night
And hug my both parents tight

I am going to sleep tonight
And wait to see the morning light
I know it will be the same bright light
But I am still eager to see it shine

Happy Birthday Nanape

                                   This Poem is written by me, on my grandpa's 70th birthday!

Happy birthday nanape, its your birthday today
And now you have turned 70, they say

You look the same, since I was a child
And its like time never could affect your smile

I was a cry-baby, since I was a kid
No matter how much I troubled, you ignored it.

My brother has always been your favourite pal,
Though his brain is full of unscrewed valves.

My sister is your intelligent granddaughter,
And that is why she is dearer to you than others.

My mom is your reflection; she is your daughter,
She too has a temper like you grandfather.

My dad is calm and really vey smart,
And truly grandpa, he respects you a lot.

And finally we would like to say,
Have a rocking birthday grandpa today.

Saturday, 3 December 2011

Friends forever


Wake up in the morning, get ready for school
My bus is waiting out, and it’s not cool

My mumma is yelling, and my dad is worried
And now I am out of class, though I hurried

My friend tells me that, I missed an important class
But when the result comes, I always surpass

Its lunch time, we look at the food
And exchange our tiffins, according to the mood

Its chemistry period, and reactions are been taught
But the patience to listen, we friends aught

The school is over and its time to go home
But we stay back and together we roam

We are now screaming and yelling at each other
But, no matter what we do, we are friends forever