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Poets’ Corner
MY MOTHER
You are my mother,
With a friendly smile,
With so much love,
With shining eyes.
When you are gone,
I think about you.
When you are near,
I keep looking at you.
I wonder what magic you have,
That I can’t take my eyes off you.
You are my mother,
With such long hair.
With a brilliant mind,
Doing hard work, yet so kind.
I won’t say you are forgettable,
I won’t say you are ignorable,
I would only say you are loveable.
Because.......
You are my mother.
Manaam Shahid
12 years, Karachi
MY CAT
I have a cat,
She is my pet.
Her colour is black,
Eyes are green, and tongue is red.
She likes to eat rats,
But she is a lazy cat.
So she sat and sat,
Oh her furry mat!
She fights with other cats,
And then cries like mad.
She fears dogs,
But in the street, she wants to jog.
In the night, she sleeps in the basket,
In the morning she likes to go to the market.
I know some of this is odd,
But I love my cat and I am proud.
Mariya Safya
7 years, Karachi
LOVELY OCEANS
The deep blue and appealing ocean,
That is included in Allah’s uncountable creations.
There are many sea creatures,
Each having its own special features.
In the sea, there are millions of Allah’s creations,
Which are beyond the human imagination.
When the sun shines up on it, beautiful is the scene.
The water which is so pure, cool and clean.
People are, however, unaware of its beauty,
And not even once think before making it dirty.
The sea creatures are in fear,
Now polluted but once it was clear.
It is marvellous creation, not to be destroyed,
Instead, it should be cared and protected.
Ajia Syed
A CRY FOR PEACE!
I miss those times,
When I would go to school,
Holding my father’s hand,
Times when I would laugh with my friends,
And make huge castles out of sand.
The wedding songs would deafen my ears,
The beaming colours would dazzle my eyes.
How sad it is that all is gone,
No more love, no more songs.
Just a blanket of darkness,
That has buried away all the happiness.
My eyes sting with the pain of the shattered dreams,
My heart bleeds with sorrow and grief.
Seldom do I think about prosperity,
Because survival is all that now matters to me.
I ask those who pretend to care,
When will I get the peace which I deserve.
Come rescue me from this vicious strife,
For I have a right to live a normal life.
Come together and listen to my plea,
Before it is too late for you and me.
Because it’s only peace that I am craving for;
It’s only help I am crying for.
Maria Silat
ELEPHANT
An elephant is a mammal,
But he is nothing like a camel.
He has a long nose,
Like a water hose.
He has small beady eyes,
Which doesn't suit his sight.
He has big funny ears,
And he is sometimes in tears.
He has a grey thread at his back,
But oh! It is his small tail.
He is grey and sometimes white,
But that's a rare sight.
He weighs six hundred pounds,
Which is enough to shake the whole ground.
M. Yousuf Akhlaq
11 years, Karachi
LITTLE OF EVERYTHING
I am eve
I am morn
I am snow
I am frost
I am squaw
I am scared
I am rose
I am thorn
I am happy
I am sad
I am funny
I am serious
I am friendly
I am rude
This is me,
Having a little of everything!
Shahnoor Siddiqui
11 years, Karachi
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