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My Caterpillar

  My Caterpillar   My caterpillar is green and scaled, On it lines as railway rails   Like a small rope, it has its tail, It feels like usually, it is weak and frail   Like a snake, it moves wiggling its tail, There’s no exam in which he can pass or fail       When it wasn’t my pet, I would say, “Aye, aye, go away”, He has to move so many days Of it, I am unafraid, Seldom we would dance and play   Block the sunlight’s rays, Play with shadows morning and day, Such a close friendship we both lay    

Storm don't ever come

  Storm don’t ever come   A buffering wind comes from the side, Which walks in and glides   Blows up trees and houses very quick, The flowers by this calamity are naturally being plucked   The children shivering their self in fear, Sitting at the corner and sad water drops coming from the eyes, the sensitive tears     The storm carries everything around, The atmosphere there is bizarre and loud     It carries even the ragged clothes of the poor, Their life how could they bare   As people give their lives in that ugly, bad storm, Also kills the trees who stood firm   A sorrow square built over the place, Uprooting the very strong base (living organisms)   Ones the storm is out, There is a cry which is extremely loud

Compassion to the world is a success

  Compassion to the world is a success Compassion is to have helpful thoughts in your mind, Thoughts in your mind which change the world, Thoughts such as having pity on others and to be tender and kind, If you become a truly compassionate person everyone would be   Startled by your sympathetic behavior towards your community, Helping people who are in difficulties, You can build up your fame by just the compassion and empathy, And by your kindness and bravery         This is what is the essence of compassion, The love you show to others touches them, You try to kill the world’s tension, And then you become the best person on the planet            

Mother-my precious gem💎 in my life

  Mother-my precious gem💎 in my life M y mom is fantabulous , O ther than the world’s any mother, T he care, love, compassion she has shown to me, H as impressed me a lot E nthralled she would make me, R are is such a mom, The mesmerizing smell comes from the food which she makes, Y ummy food for me to be happy,     P erfect and prepossessing are the words to describe her R emembering all my childhood days, E specially when I was at the age of 1-2, C hambers of love and glory she would settle in my life, I n this journey of 10 years, O ne in infinity is she, The universe is her friend, I think sometimes, S hhh! I think this because everything I wish it comes to me automatically, A gem so precious which I got in my life, E nhancing the beauty of my life’s success, M y mom is such a person who is infinite times more than gold        

My shadow

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  My shadow Moves with me wherever I go, Sometimes comes far, sometimes close, Same looks, same body shape, It is not punctuate sometimes early, sometimes late, It’s sometimes long like a giraffe, Or short like a turtle, It is always black, At the bottom of me, it would stand, It appears only because of his friend, Without which the shadow would get vanished, S-H-A-D-O-W, Comes on the beach as well as meadows, Its friend is the sun, Because of it the shadow forms and the shadow stands firm, We can’t break it, But when its friend is not there the shadow’s life is quit, But again it appears, And I become angry and fierce

A bewitching scene

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  The beaming rays have trapped the grass in the bottom. The meadows spread as far as love can. The fresh breeze invigorates me. The trees stand lofty and take their place higher than us. Happiness blooms out of every flower in the dancing rows. The chirps of birds echo in every corner of that beautiful site providing an aroma of sweet melody all around. The eyes of the clouds blink surrounding their bewitching sight in the beautiful, blue sky. Every flower fencing the place flows the sweet fragrance there. My glasses shine with glowing light.  A rainbow rails across the sky.  And a charming smile glistened my face.

Flowers💮

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 Flowers are the beautiful bowls of the world. They add charm to the beauty of nature. Their petals have beads of sweet fragrance. The petals are so colorful that takes our hearts to move towards them. They not only provide fragrance and beauty, but they also provide us important things that make our lives good to live. These aesthetic beads thus are very efficient for the development of our world.

Mystery of the Queen♕

  Mystery of the Queen♕     Do you know the mystery behind the queen? Let it be a surprise for now, Maybe something concerning the queen’s ornament and rings, A mystery of the royal queen in front of whom the subjects bow The queen was slender and melancholy, Though she had such prosperous leisures, She had her cutest daughter in the world- Mary, A room of gold and silver coins which did not give her pleasure   Earlier, she would wear in his fingers rings of gold, But now that her golden ring was found to be nowhere, She told one merchant to make a ring for him who was good and bold, The merchant didn’t know how to do it and was now sad     After one day, an idea struck in his mind, As he was not so wealthy, He took a copper wire, molded it into a ring, and then glistened with the color of gold, He was now cheerful and happy   The next day the merchant wen...

Rainbow

  R a i n b o w Is as red and strong like a rock, And orange as the radiating heat, And down see the flowers which talk with the peacock, The same colors do not repeat   It is as yellow as the shining sun, As green as the peaceful meadows, Knowing all these colors are fun, All the bodacious colors of the rainbow       Is blue as the sky up high, Is indigo as the fairy’s cabbalistic dress, And as violet as my imaginary world’s sky, These all colors together form the rainbow’s fence  

A beautiful👸 girl

  A beautiful👸 girl A charming girl in the palace, As sweet as sugar was her glance   Her hair golden brown in color, Blowing against the wind as a pressure cooker   Her touch as soft as snow, Similar to my teddy pillow     Her skin as smooth as milk, But not tasty to lick   Her lips were as red as rose, Like a red, blushy gate being closed   Her toes touched the ground like a feather, Her health is much better   She shines as gold as the shine on gold jewellery, This is why she looks calm and pretty