CHILDREN'S COURT
Our principal did bad things
With me and my friends
I told my mother
That would be in school ,her end
We fought in a court
Which is made for a child
We went in police station and a case we filed
I wish she go soon in prison
That is also with a big reason
Then she'll feel the pain she gave a child
In school
It was her mistake and she was a big fool
I thank the children court
To fight for my right
And my parents too
Who made my life light .
Snehal Busa
(This poem I had written in march And this all I had written was true. My principal really tortured me )
GARDEN
I have a big garden
Anything can be hidden
It has beautiful flowers
And water that showers
My garden has many trees
Thats why there is cool breeze
The grass is so thick
That my cat plays hide and sick
Garden garden
My fancy garden
Without you
My life is barren
And I can't live life
which is forbidden.
Snehal Busa
GOLD FISH
In our aquarium we have goldfish
Long back in my dreams I had wish
It made me so happy
And no more snappy
I have kept it in the hall
And in an aquarium which is in a shape of ball
I am happy withy gold
And I will never give it to any one
Because I know they'll turn it
Into a dish.
Snehal Busa
MY MOTHER'S SHAWL
My mother's beautiful shawl ,
When she wears it ,she look like a beautiful doll
The shawl is so thick ,
So my mother doesn't fall sick .
She wears it when she goes out ,
But if we play with it,she shouts .
My mother's beautiful shawl ,
Was hung in glass cupboard for all to see .
Once she kept it in front of a kitty ,
Later she draped it for a party.
When she spotted in it a big hole ,
It pained my mother's soul .
Mother cried ,"my beautiful shawl."
Father said ,"we'll purchase another one from caculo mall."
Snehal Busa
WHAT HAPPEN IF WE SMILE
Always smile
And be happy to do
For a while
Not forcingly too .
You are happy
You never know
Not too snappy like
A little snow
It will melt fast
Into a liquid
The sadness will be last
That will turn happiness solid.
Snehal Busa
I saw squirrel near my house
Running away looking the clouds .
It had a long tail
I didn't know its a male or female
It rained very heavily
Then it cleaned itself nicely
It ran here it ran there
At last I didn't know it was where
Snehal Busa
SITTING OUTSIDE
Sitting outside I was thinking
Of taking fresh air
I saw a flower suddenly
Which was very rare
I handed it to my sister
She loved it very much
She wanted some more
She said ,"will you please search ?"
I said to her,"no."
As no more would be
It was the only one
That I could see.
Snehal Busa
SHADOW
Shadow shadow my own shadow
Are you a good friend or a for
I know you are my reflection
So same will be our intention .
Shadow shadow my own shadow
I have a question to ask you
Why is that you can't be seen at night ?
Is that you are visible only in bright ?
Shadow shadow my own shadow
I am very upset ,I want to share
Because you invisible ,I can't bare
Are you a ghost ?
That will kill me with cosh ?
Shadow shadow my own once
I want my answer you are quite
Snehal Busa
QUESTION ANSWERS
Why can't we survive in space ?
As there is less oxygen my teacher says
Why can't I ride a bike ,I doubt ?
Because you are yet 18 ,my mom shouts
Why can't I call Mr as miss ?
As she is not he my sister whispers
And why she is not he I questioned ?
As she is said for a girl
And he is said for a boy my friend replied
Why can't .... Was the last question
Before I ask my father something
But I had to answer now
As my father asked me a question
What about you my dear how are you feeling now ?
After questioning so many questions
Didn't your head go round and round ?
I had a answer ,so what to do of my questions ?
Yes ,my father said
These all while you asked question
And now you have given an answer to a question
But I said ,"dad don't think my answer was a question ?.
Snehal Busa
CRONY
when my life was gunge
I was totally muzzy .
When I was dopey
You would flick it away .
When I went haywire
And in murk
You mad me understand
In harmony .
But I would be churlish
And huzard for you and others .
BUT,
It is all changed now
I have found the bliss in me
And become indispensable for me
As you are my grief and
And you are my crony .
Snehal Busa
PHANTOM
Don't live it all scrappy
Listen what it want to say
If so ,really very shoddy
And still don't stops ,then it will get shirty .
It should not simply be scapegoat .
Its just a scraggy abiotic
Scarcely ,not that good looking
But can be a friendly phantom .
Snehal Busa
A RAINY NIGHT
You tried to break my heart
With your pin drops
Passing from my roof to me
You filed up the alley with your cry
You defeated the street lights with
Your lights
Your dark faces turned my eyes blear
My voice was quite when you thundered
And then after sometime you stopped your jiggery Pokery
Behavior .
And went to sleep like
Every year .
Snehal Busa
WHY DON'T THE CLOCK STOP ?
My life has stopped with nothing
I cry at night why don't the clock stop?
Why has the time left me alone ?
To the unknown and strange world
Why can't it walk together ?
To the straights and to the molds
I always desire for it to stop
But the ears are deaf and mouth is dump
Of the clock
I wish and I wish
Let the clock stop
Though it ignores
I'll always questions
Why don't the clock stop?
Snehal Busa
TEARS
How many tears have I lost ?
I didn't ever count them
It was a big loss of tears
I think I have now built up a dam
They so precious to me
Why had I neglected ?
I don't want them artificial or to be paid
Why didn't I make them my collection?
Why didn't I do so ?
I just uncared my tears
And always let them flow .
Snehal Busa
WILL THERE BE CHANGE IN LIFE ?
No jokers I found in life
No warriors yet
Whom should I trust
I couldn't get .
My prediction ,sometimes is right
Sometimes wrong
So stop to think ,
I shout very strong .
I don't know to speak to someone
I don't know to keep quiet
The only difference I don't understand
Is what is wrong what is right .
Faces keeps on changing
But the climate doesn't change
What is wrong what is right I couldn't range
Life is a puzzle for me
Sometimes me myself
Want to be huge a times
Sometimes a tiny moon calf .
No matter how long it takes
To develop from a hamlet
To a city
Life may change
Life may not
Its little bit twisty.
Snehal Busa
THE PORTALS OF SUCCESS
I was too far from
The portals of success
Where failure was my companion
Many hurdles I found on way
I Saw no night no day
Through the crooked road
I was close to my destiny .
Success and only success would lead
Me nowhere
I was now very close
To the portals of success.
Snehal Busa
Our principal did bad things
With me and my friends
I told my mother
That would be in school ,her end
We fought in a court
Which is made for a child
We went in police station and a case we filed
I wish she go soon in prison
That is also with a big reason
Then she'll feel the pain she gave a child
In school
It was her mistake and she was a big fool
I thank the children court
To fight for my right
And my parents too
Who made my life light .
Snehal Busa
(This poem I had written in march And this all I had written was true. My principal really tortured me )
GARDEN
I have a big garden
Anything can be hidden
It has beautiful flowers
And water that showers
My garden has many trees
Thats why there is cool breeze
The grass is so thick
That my cat plays hide and sick
Garden garden
My fancy garden
Without you
My life is barren
And I can't live life
which is forbidden.
Snehal Busa
GOLD FISH
In our aquarium we have goldfish
Long back in my dreams I had wish
It made me so happy
And no more snappy
I have kept it in the hall
And in an aquarium which is in a shape of ball
I am happy withy gold
And I will never give it to any one
Because I know they'll turn it
Into a dish.
Snehal Busa
MY MOTHER'S SHAWL
My mother's beautiful shawl ,
When she wears it ,she look like a beautiful doll
The shawl is so thick ,
So my mother doesn't fall sick .
She wears it when she goes out ,
But if we play with it,she shouts .
My mother's beautiful shawl ,
Was hung in glass cupboard for all to see .
Once she kept it in front of a kitty ,
Later she draped it for a party.
When she spotted in it a big hole ,
It pained my mother's soul .
Mother cried ,"my beautiful shawl."
Father said ,"we'll purchase another one from caculo mall."
Snehal Busa
WHAT HAPPEN IF WE SMILE
Always smile
And be happy to do
For a while
Not forcingly too .
You are happy
You never know
Not too snappy like
A little snow
It will melt fast
Into a liquid
The sadness will be last
That will turn happiness solid.
Snehal Busa
SQUIRREL
Running away looking the clouds .
It had a long tail
I didn't know its a male or female
It rained very heavily
Then it cleaned itself nicely
It ran here it ran there
At last I didn't know it was where
Snehal Busa
SITTING OUTSIDE
Sitting outside I was thinking
Of taking fresh air
I saw a flower suddenly
Which was very rare
I handed it to my sister
She loved it very much
She wanted some more
She said ,"will you please search ?"
I said to her,"no."
As no more would be
It was the only one
That I could see.
Snehal Busa
SHADOW
Shadow shadow my own shadow
Are you a good friend or a for
I know you are my reflection
So same will be our intention .
Shadow shadow my own shadow
I have a question to ask you
Why is that you can't be seen at night ?
Is that you are visible only in bright ?
Shadow shadow my own shadow
I am very upset ,I want to share
Because you invisible ,I can't bare
Are you a ghost ?
That will kill me with cosh ?
Shadow shadow my own once
I want my answer you are quite
Snehal Busa
QUESTION ANSWERS
Why can't we survive in space ?
As there is less oxygen my teacher says
Why can't I ride a bike ,I doubt ?
Because you are yet 18 ,my mom shouts
Why can't I call Mr as miss ?
As she is not he my sister whispers
And why she is not he I questioned ?
As she is said for a girl
And he is said for a boy my friend replied
Why can't .... Was the last question
Before I ask my father something
But I had to answer now
As my father asked me a question
What about you my dear how are you feeling now ?
After questioning so many questions
Didn't your head go round and round ?
I had a answer ,so what to do of my questions ?
Yes ,my father said
These all while you asked question
And now you have given an answer to a question
But I said ,"dad don't think my answer was a question ?.
Snehal Busa
CRONY
when my life was gunge
I was totally muzzy .
When I was dopey
You would flick it away .
When I went haywire
And in murk
You mad me understand
In harmony .
But I would be churlish
And huzard for you and others .
BUT,
It is all changed now
I have found the bliss in me
And become indispensable for me
As you are my grief and
And you are my crony .
Snehal Busa
Don't live it all scrappy
Listen what it want to say
If so ,really very shoddy
And still don't stops ,then it will get shirty .
It should not simply be scapegoat .
Its just a scraggy abiotic
Scarcely ,not that good looking
But can be a friendly phantom .
Snehal Busa
A RAINY NIGHT
You tried to break my heart
With your pin drops
Passing from my roof to me
You filed up the alley with your cry
You defeated the street lights with
Your lights
Your dark faces turned my eyes blear
My voice was quite when you thundered
And then after sometime you stopped your jiggery Pokery
Behavior .
And went to sleep like
Every year .
Snehal Busa
My life has stopped with nothing
I cry at night why don't the clock stop?
Why has the time left me alone ?
To the unknown and strange world
Why can't it walk together ?
To the straights and to the molds
I always desire for it to stop
But the ears are deaf and mouth is dump
Of the clock
I wish and I wish
Let the clock stop
Though it ignores
I'll always questions
Why don't the clock stop?
Snehal Busa
How many tears have I lost ?
I didn't ever count them
It was a big loss of tears
I think I have now built up a dam
They so precious to me
Why had I neglected ?
I don't want them artificial or to be paid
Why didn't I make them my collection?
Why didn't I do so ?
I just uncared my tears
And always let them flow .
Snehal Busa
WILL THERE BE CHANGE IN LIFE ?
No jokers I found in life
No warriors yet
Whom should I trust
I couldn't get .
My prediction ,sometimes is right
Sometimes wrong
So stop to think ,
I shout very strong .
I don't know to speak to someone
I don't know to keep quiet
The only difference I don't understand
Is what is wrong what is right .
Faces keeps on changing
But the climate doesn't change
What is wrong what is right I couldn't range
Life is a puzzle for me
Sometimes me myself
Want to be huge a times
Sometimes a tiny moon calf .
No matter how long it takes
To develop from a hamlet
To a city
Life may change
Life may not
Its little bit twisty.
Snehal Busa
I was too far from
The portals of success
Where failure was my companion
Many hurdles I found on way
I Saw no night no day
Through the crooked road
I was close to my destiny .
Success and only success would lead
Me nowhere
I was now very close
To the portals of success.
Snehal Busa
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