Enhance your poem with a SIMILE
Our journey felt as warm as the morning sun
The further we went the clouds above spoiled our fun
Still we were optimistic it will change
But unfortunately the heavy clouds
Fell as rain like nature was dropping
Buckets of water.
It was a perfect transformation from
Dry to wet.
We kept our mind cool
Continued driving like a fool.
But the nightmare continued as our
Car hit something heavy
The gas tank needle turned to empty.
We checked the map to find a gas station
Nothing to worry the man said
The impact bent your tank
We were not quite satisfied
Resumed driving until we reached
I told my husband you liked the color
lemon, well it proved it really
is as sour as a lemon!
Feline Raphael is a Siamese breed,
Restlessness is one of his serious misdeeds.
In comes he to my room each day,
Evil intentions are always his way.
No is a word he does not like,
Defiantly he perches ready to strike.
Limerick : Surprise
Our limerick this week was Surprise,
I missed the deadline Guys,
for I was busy baking
and my oven was Shaking
to quickly present the Cookies and Pies!
My observation of the fate of the icons!
The black star and the pair of big eyes
Have arrested the icons today,
What will they do with them I say?
those poor icons: the smiley, pizza slice,
Orange sliver and the curious eyes
There is the blue plane ready to take off
With my friendly four
Where will they land
I am not so sure
I do hope they will take care
Of my friendly four!!
I’m posting a poem which was taught to us by my teacher when I was in school. I thought it was a song because we learned to sing it, to this day it’s one of my favorite poem/song.
I welcome the Xerox machine
It helps me make many copies
X-rays I do not like ’cause I’m not keen
To know what they find is wrong with me!
Xmas comes once a year
It’s a happy time for young and old
I wish I could play the Xylophone
To welcome Xmas every year!
My little pupil Ben
Had a Voracious appetite
You can easily tell when
He’d eat two Papa burgers
At a tender age of ten!
His round visage
And lovely blue eyes
Sliding about beneath
Was a picture of health!
Verses he could not memorise
Yet he would Vow day after day
“I would succeed he would say”
He tried in Vain to be Victorious
But his brain refused to co-operate!
Rain is falling drip drop
Umbrella is what I need
So I do not get wet
The rain keeps falling
She is unable to go out
The thought makes her uneasy!
Is difficult to bear
Will expose you to unbearable pain!
Mold and mildew
Brought in by the
Oh it is such a pain!
Lagta nahin hai dil mera ujrhey dayyar mein :My heart has no repose in this despoiled land
Who has ever felt fulfilled in this futile world?
The nightingale complains about neither the sentinel nor the hunter
Fate had decreed imprisonment during the harvest of spring
Tell these longings to go elsewhere
What space is there for them in this besmirched heart
Sitting on a branch of flowers
The nightingale rejoices
It has strewn thorns in the garden of my heart
I asked for a long life, I received four days
Two passed in desire,two in waiting
The days of life are over
And the evening has fallen
I shall sleep legs outstretched in my tomb
How unfortunate is Zafar !
For his burial
Not even two yards of land he was granted
In the land of his beloved!