Allsorts

In the deep dark sea
Lies beneath a secret untold
Of a mysterious sea monster
That’s likely to unfold
But who and what is it?
A shark, a kraken, a whale ?

A shark, that’s who it is,
With it’s sharp and pointy teeth
That silently whispers come to me,
In the silent deep sea…
And “GULP” went the shark
As it gulped down its prey.

When night comes
Is when the shark arrives…
So watch out creatures ,
As the whispers come in our mind,
Of a familiar sea monster,
Of lies and secrets untold.

It was raining again,
As I stood on the side of the street.
The neon red headlights of the cars zooming past,
Lit up a dull world of raindrops on windows.
Finally, as the bus rolled to my stop,
I got on,
Heading on into the fog.

A rock that is painted.
A rock that is dry.
A rock that crumbles,
Then starts to cry.

The rock that is broken,
Has a big heavy heart.
The rock that is broken,
Has a big missing part.

A rock for a home.
A rock for sitting on.
A rock just sitting there,
All alone.

In a corner of the quiet day,
A tiny thought begins to play.
It twirls like wind, it hums like rain,
It taps a rhythm on your brain.

It grows into a glowing spark,
A lantern shining through the dark.
And suddenly the world feels wide—
A place where dreams and truth collide.

So hold that thought, let wonder stay.
A single spark can light your way.

Stars in the sky
They will never die
Stars in the sky

A glowing light,
shining bright
almost inviting you in…
but not just yet!
It waits for something
Maybe you?
Or just something…. anything!
While shapes are everywhere
it still feels empty
staring out into a vast world
or is it a world?
Maybe just a dream
Starting to be too much.

I watch the stars as they glimmer above me,
I always wonder why the stars don’t come often.
perhaps they’re busy,
maybe they don’t like visiting
but they come anyways to make us happy.

I’ve always wondered why people were scared of the dark,
it’s so comforting and it just makes my brain spark.
I sit on the rooftop looking up,
it’s cold but my heart isn’t.
What would someone do without the night sky?
It wouldn’t let me think about anything,
like if comets really fly.
Even if they hide because they’re shy,
the stars just grab my attention.
It’s like they have some kind of tension.

The rooftop isn’t very comfy
but the stars distract me.
Are the stars at work making others feel happy?
Are the stars grabbing a flashlight to shine?
Whatever it is, I’ll wait till they arrive!

I passed my exam,
At National’s Marrs Spell Bee.
I got Rank 5,
Not really easy,
Did International in Mumbai,
My best friend’s native,
But for this exam,
I had to get creative!

I read Word Power Made Easy,
Which was an 800 page book,
My Dad helped me,
And it got me Rank 6!

Technically I was a budding star,
But from my calculations, I did get far!

I thank my dad
For all of this,
Did so much for me
And at the end, it was worth it,
and made him proud!

Everybody calls him Failure,
“He is a damn failure.”
“He will never improve.”
Everything hates him
Everybody hates him
But nobody supports him.

He is like an apple,
A normal apple,
But forced to be hybrid.
His friend tried to support him.
but it was too late.
Like there’s a saying if you
fold and fold a paper ,
And say sorry, will it be fixed ?

Brown is for no atmosphere to dance about all day!
Black is I’m feeling cluster-phobic, Venus get out the way!
Orange is for the craters that bang into me every day!
The reason I’m so small is because here one year
Lasts eighty-eight days!