A good day.
Be yourself.
Cereal is the best.
Ding dong.
Eat food.
Farm is flooded with animals.
Good food.
Horses are big.
I like football.
Just be yourself.
Low footballs.
Milk is from cows.
Night is dark.
Oreos are tasty.
Pigs honk.
Quiet duck.
Rest your body.
Smile every time.
Time goes fast.
Umbrellas don’t keep you dry.
Venus is a planet.
Watermelons are tasty.
X -rays make you see your bones.
You are in trouble.
Zebra is not his name.
Allsorts
The Riddle
It sits on the mountains like icing on a cake
It covers the treetops and the cold, frozen lake
It sparkles in the sun like a disco ball
Like steps on a rug it quietly falls
The riddle is over, now you can know
The answer is simple, the answer is… ???
snow
Seasons
March brings the buds of spring,
Birds awaken as they begin to sing.
The rays of sun get a little warmer,
With summer just around the corner.
The summer months are the hottest yet,
Paddling in pools and getting wet.
BBQ’s with friends and family
Late nights spent so casually.
Autumns pallet is oranges and reds,
It’s time for animals to make their beds.
The evenings are getting a little darker,
Waking in the mornings, a little bit harder.
Winter brings a chilly breeze,
Coughs, colds and a sneeze.
Cozy coats and fluffy gloves,
Evenings by the fire is what I love.
The Rain’s Warmth
It rains as you sit on the swings at the park,
you imagine the rain as tears from the clouds.
But the sky isn’t the only one crying, you are too.
It isn’t as simple as it seems.
You wipe away your tears and just live in the moment,
you feel a cold breeze along your shoulder.
It smells fresh, but warm.
It feels like you just ate a warm, hearty dish.
The night sky comforts you as you sit there, alone.
The moon looks like it’s looking down at you.
Not simply, it’s looking down at you with grace and sympathy,
it’s looking for a way it can sit next to you and listen.
But all it can do is be there for you,
it’s not like it’s close enough to talk to you anyways.
That was always your perspective of the moon.
You never thought “The Man in The Moon” was interesting at all,
because the moon is its own person.
It’s just like saying “The Girl in The Cloud”.
It’s the cloud crying down, not the girl inside it.
The rain stays with you,
just tears coming down to tell you that you aren’t alone.
So even when you think that you don’t make a change,
nature has its own way to tell you that you matter.
It just can’t speak.
Akira Phull
Akira is the best.
She is very tiny.
She is also very
Cute like a princess.
My World
In my world there is no fighting,
Is there in yours?
In my world nothing costs money,
Why does yours?
In my world things are peaceful, no school or work,
In my world people are friendly, they smile every day,
In my World there’s never clouds, just bright sun all day,
In my world there are libraries the size of a town,
In my world my house is locked with the key is in my soul,
Why is your world so different?
Why is it so hard?
Why are some people rich and the others are poor?
Why do you have clouds in your way?
Why do you keep animals this way, treating them like a toy for play?
Why do you fight over small things?
I didn’t know humans could be this way,
Why do you fight instead of play every day?
Why do you laugh at things so sad?
I think I’m going to my world of peaceful harmony,
I didn’t know such chaos was possible now I’m going to leave.
Two Bananas Interlinked
Two bananas interlinked,
I sit and ponder on what to think
an inane thought brought to life,
as i recollect this memory of mine.
Two bananas interlinked,
how silly and foolish,
what to think!
A bond between two
spiritually intertwined,
interlinked.
As you pull and tug and pull,
they stay and their skins fall apart
to reveal a sweet centre,
a realisation they’ve both encountered,
a vivid complex life.
They learnt to love
and they fall apart
and their fragility
stays,
but so does their bond.
Intertwined, interlinked, bond.
