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Poets’ corner
Friendship
Friendship is a bond
Between two people
Friendship is a reason for love
Friendship is merely visible
Until you have no one to call friend.
We search and meet
We both gladly greet
Friendship makes you strong
Friendship makes you live long!
These all our the feelings,
I got by making friends
Always and a lot!
Syeda Wahaba Hussain
14 years, Karachi
My Barbie doll
I have a Barbie doll
She is very tall
Who likes to call
Her friend Nodd
And likes to play with a ball.
She wears a pink dress
When she goes to the ball
With her friend Jess.
Her hair is golden and long
And her eyes are dark brown.
I like my doll very much
I like my doll very much
Ariba Rafi
8 years, Karachi
Doll
I have a doll
She is tall
She goes to shopping mall
And buy a pink shawl
Her name is Dolly
Some time I called her lolly
She likes to eat bun
And likes to play with dangerous gun
She likes to make long phone calls
And play with my expensive sim sim ball.
Saba Jawaid
10 year, Karachi
And I look on...
The evening has fallen
The stars have brightened
The only path I walk on
Is lined with newly arrived howthorn
How peaceful they look today
Socking in the wind, so gay!
I don’t remember when I saw them last
I shall ask the gardener, if I must
The smell fills me with joy
What a sweet fragrance, oh boy!
The flowers pink and white
Remind me of strawberry delight.
These beauties I think should be left alone
And I must make my way home…
Khadeeja Zaman
Lahore
Truly it’s a woman’s world
If a girl laughs, she is a jolly fellow
If a boy laughs, he is mannerless
If a girl talks too much, she is witty
If a boy talks too much, he is chatter box
If a girl loves silence, she is serious
If a boy loves silence, he is dull
If a girl wears a unique dress, its fashion
If a boy wears a unique dress, he's a joker
If a girl eats too much, she is promoting food
If a boy eats too much, he is glutton
If girls move together, they form a company
If boys move together, they form a gang
And they talk of women's equality
It is a derived poem, I’ve heard this theme before.
Sorry boys! I am not talking about all of you,
It’s just a poem and I’ve heard this once
And it’s just fun! Don’t take it seriously.
Amna Hassan
Time
Time is a treasure
Which can not be measured
Every thing is base on time
The sun rise,
Because of time
A time will come when
There is no Earth
And anybody else
If want to do anything
Do it today because
Tomorrow is nothing
And yesterday is passed
Asra Ahmed
13years, Karachi
Sick
“I cannot go to school today,
I have measles and the mumps
A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
I'm going blind in my right eye.
My tonsils are as big as rocks
I’ve counted sixteen chicken pox
And there is one more — that's seventeen,
And don’t you think my face looks green?
My leg is cut my eyes are blue
It might be instamatic flu.
My nose is cold, my toes are numb,
I have silver in my thumb
My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
There is a hole inside my ear.
I have a hangnail, and my heart is — what?
What did you said?
You said today is.... Saturday?
Good bye, I’m going out to play!”
Mohammad Farrukh Ayub
13 years, Faisalabad
A spider
A six legged spider,
Is a silky thread rider,
His colour is red,
And black is his head,
Once he sat on glass brim,
So I thought at once to kill him,
But he made appeal for life,
And said all alone is my wife,
He ran away then,
And never came again.
Mohammad Owais
Peshawar
Our new teacher
Our new teacher is very scary
And also very hairy
She watches Tom and Jerry
She has a fairy
She eats berry
And she thinks she is glary
Aliza Ali
9 years, Karachi
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