Tigers lived in temples
Huge buildings fill the place
Always delicious food eaten there
Inside shopping malls the smell of fresh fruit fills the air
Lots of Beaches are there
A lot more beautiful places for a holiday than in a desert
Nice and hot.
Durian is popular over there.
Allsorts
Was it Catastrophic or Soothing?
I was hitting the wall
It was my fault
Why?
It’s grey
I want to hit the invisible.
Invitation to the heaven.
Catastrophe
No hope
Or
Soothing?
The Nile Crocodile
If you are brave enough to stand
On the banks of the Nile,
You will be welcomed
By a menacing crocodile with a sinister grin
He’ll silently stalk you down from below,
Waiting for you to turn around and go.
The crocodile will then erupt out of the water
Like a hidden active volcano,
And unleash a crashing bite.
His hearty meal, you’ll never again see light!
Poem
Sorry to all my teachers
for saying this,
but a poem is
not
just words that rhyme
or have a structure.
A poem is
an emotion
a story
a door.
A poem is like
a rock.
You can’t just force it
into existence,
into cookie cutters with
sharp edges.
You need to find them
and appreciate them.
A poem is a living moment
bound to paper.
Not just a bunch of rhyming words.
Zzzzzzz z z z z
The wind is calmly
Blowing with
The soft breeze.
Can you hear the stream
Drizzling down to the lake?
Dream of what
Calms you down
Ready for the day ahead.
The Ferocious Beast
A sagacious stalker
Belligerent hunter
Master of disguise
Tracking its unsuspecting pray
In the heart of the jungle
The heartbeat among the trees
Slicing through the shadows
Prowling in thicket
Murderous eyes watching its prey
Completely oblivious of the danger it’s about to face
The agile animal orange as a blazing sunset
This ferocious beast with its distinctive stripes
It’s a fortress of strength
Cats Who Can Speak
In the morning my cat says Meow
But in the evening my cat can prowl
Once in a dream my cat said – Hi
But when I woke up it began to cry
Then one night it met some friends
Who said they were going to bed
Night, I said to kitty, and she never spoke again
The Moon Can Talk
The Moon can talk
The Earth listens as he takes a walk
The Moon says, Sometimes rocks collide with me
I wish that they would let me be
I see you Earth, any time, anywhere
Even I can see the sun’s glare
The night sky’s dark but lit by stars
My surface is a million scars
There are many galaxies in the Universe
Some stories still remain untold
The Earth had two moons once
But now there’s just the chosen one
Space is large and space is vast
But only some are discovered in the past
Earth has life and life abounds
The Moon is isolated and alone
But the Earth is here, the Moon’s friend
A bond that will last until the end.
