ABOUT ME

I am loving and caring

I wonder why there is hatred among people

I hear the swaying of the trees

I see the mist covering the mountains

I want to stop suffering in the world

I am loving and caring

I pretend to be traditional, at times

I feel responsible for my family

I touch their lives in many ways

I worry about their health

I cry when they are dismayed

I am loving and caring

I understand that change is inevitable

I say I will live in the moment

I dream about a colourful tomorrow

I try to invent a time machine

I hope to set a bring future in it

I am loving and caring.

A riddle

We’re always on the move, a sister and brother

One faster than the other

Both of us, on the lap of our mother

Always we are, very sincere.

A cuckoo calls every hour

Whatever may be the weather

Only twice a day we gather

Otherwise, we don’t come together

Quite often, people give us a peer

But, never do they dare to jeer

‘Cause forever we are on, without fear

Even when life changes its gear!!

GUESS WHO WE ARE?

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Answer: Minute hand and hour hand. J

What does poetry mean to me?

Poetry is a bundle of joy,

I enjoy it just as how a child, its toy.

If the poet is in glee,

I see the cheer in me.

But poetry gives me a flu,

If the poet sounded blue.

Poetry is like the beautiful flowers

I see their spontaneous colours.

Poetry is like a gentle breeze

At times, it gives me a brain-freeze.

Poetry is the dew drops on green grass

Or the marvellous mermaid statue in brass.

Until the moment of my death,

Come what may, Poetry is my breath!!