Poems

One moment I was in the air
Above the clouds, nowhere to be found
One moment I was below the Earth
In its core I’d bound

One moment I was in a palace
And the other in a cottage so small
One moment I was happy with a stick
And the other, I hated my expensive ball

Time changes as we go
We can’t follow it, it just flows
Time is precious
So this is what we learn, it goes.

I once had a strange box
Which had everything you coluld want
From onions and potatoes
To a big restaurant

Every kind of cloth imaginable
With every shade and design
From the smallest droplet of water
To an ocean or a shrine

It even may, if you want
Contain stuff for school
Or maybe it’s just that I am
Making you an April fool!!!!

Reports, reports they are everywhere,
Wherever you go, wherever you are,
Reports are just sitting there.
School reports are cool
But you get them every year.

Fairground smells like lots of ice cream out of snowy lands,
And lots of stinky petrol on the grassy wonderland.
Fairground tastes like cotton candy made out of soft clouds.
Hot dogs and frizzy drink, I like them a lot.
At the Fairground feels like sweating hands with only 10 pounds.
Fairground sounds like lots of people laughing or crying.

we all have it
we all need it
but yet we don’t use it
we walk past those with misfortune without a second glance
we don’t spare the time to help others
so we might as well be heartless
if you are one of many stop and think
we all have heart
so use it
and let life do the rest

No one is a criminal
No one is an addict
No one is a failure
No one is wrong.
But we all are human
so please see on.

Don’t care about religion
Don’t care about fame.
Don’t care about the race
Don’t care about Face
But we all are human beings
So please see on.

If you really care about us,
The human race,
Then why don’t we see what’s right?
Why don’t we see the light?
There is so much war,
so much hatred,
Why can’t we be as one?