Friday, December 31, 2010

Poem 54 - Cold Frost

The cold chill made my bones freeze
I put on my gloves and sweater
There was a very, very strong breeze
Warm Clothes made me feel better

My teeth chattered all the time
Making a very funny sound
It was like making sounds rhyme
Very cold is the marble ground

Fast I put my slippers on
Makes me feel much more better
Covered with snow is my lawn
Warm I am coz' of my sweater
-Gaurang Rao

Poem 53 - New Years eve

This year is completely new
For all including me and you
Leave all your worries behind
Only good things you should find

May this new year be fantastic
Good habits you should pick
On this new year's eve
Tensions you should leave

Happy New Year To All My Friends And Family Members
-Gaurang Rao

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Poem 52 - A Tree's Life

Well here I am a little tree
In my shade you can rest for free
Travelers sit under me to rest
On my branches birds make many a nest

Many people pluck fruits from me
Sometimes I care but I let them be
After all everything is free
and it makes the people happy

But today was a strange day
No longer children came to play
Only one boy came and buckled his shoe
But after that he angrily went too

It was then I realized it is autumn
Day by day leaves are leaving me glum
After all they fall onto the ground
Without telling me, without making a sound

And to make matters worse
A woodcutter drove a wedge into me
I am sure on me somebody has put a curse
Because if I had evaded the attack I could be free

In a few weeks I'll be cut
Maybe into small pieces of wood
Maybe to build a hut
But I will be gone for good
-Gaurang Rao

Sunday, December 26, 2010

Poem 51 - A boys first day of school

Using the comb he brushed his hair back
And once again he checked his back pack
Making sure all the books were in there
He closed the bag's zip with lots of care

Who wouldn't on their first day of school?
After all all of us just wanted to look cool
He made sure his shoelace was alright
And he made his belt a bit more tight

He tried not to get into a fight
And to the teachers he was polite
He became the teacher's favorite
Not only a little but every bit

That is how a school boy should be
Not badly behaving like me
And this boy was my other brother
The younger son of my kind mother
-Gaurang Rao

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Poem 50 - My Class Teacher

(To Lakshmi Ma'am)

My class teacher
Is not a cheater
She is surely and surely the best
She can bring a good boy out of a pest

She is very, very kind
and she always uses her mind
When we play she has no objection
Actually with us she too has fun

She educates us well
About hearing, about smell
She plays and laughs with me
whenever she is free

But when she is teaching there is always silence
All children will be writing down notes with their pens
She is the one who can handle a class
And she keeps it clean as a window glass
-Gaurang Rao

Poem 49- It's almost Christmas

I stepped out of my house in delight
Everything had become white
Yes, you are right it is snow
It is everywhere high and low

Oh Yes! It is December
It is now that I remember
For a Walk I need to go
In the neighborhood to see the snow

Oh! Every house looks warm
Even the little farm
Each house has a Christmas tree
Decorated completely

In each house there is a small little light
It makes the whole house bright
It reminded me of Christmas
So I didn't make any more fuss

I went back home very, very happy
Remembering to decorate my Christmas tree
And now it is decorated
And my house is also lighted
-Gaurang Rao

Saturday, December 18, 2010

Poem 48- Spend time with your friends

In life sometimes comes a point
With friends you no longer can be joint
In life comes a sudden bend
when you realize you have no friend

When the school you have to change
I know you just feel strange
It is a totally unexpected turn
from which a lesson you should learn

That friend's can't be their always
They maybe there only for a few days
With your friends a lot of time you should spend
Before comes the totally unexpected bend
-Gaurang Rao

Friday, December 10, 2010

Poem 47-A Judge's Death

Into his room went the tired old Judge
Preparing for many a case
Outside in the hall he heard something budge
Under blankets he hid his face

It was already Nightfall
When the judge heard a scream
For help he heard somebody call
He wished it was a dream

For Safety he shut the room door
and all the open windows
Trembling he sat on the floor
But later what happened nobody knows

He was found dead
A knife in his throat
Stains were on his bed
and on his black coat

Maybe it was Suicide
or maybe murder
But he surely died
And he left in this year
-Gaurang Rao

Friday, December 3, 2010

Poem 46- Sister's birthday poem

(This poem is dedicated to my sister who's birthday is today, Dec 3)

My silly big sis
Doesn't like my wet sticky kiss
With her I love to fight
What! With her I should be polite?

Being sister and brother
We love one another
The fights we usually forget
But after forgiving I do regret

She might be turning fifteen
But she is very, very mean
But she can also be fun
So she is a sister like none

She is only mine
And she is just fine
HAPPY B'DAY to you
Hope your life feels new
-Gaurang Rao

Poem 45- Father's Birthday poem

(This poem is dedicated to my father who's birthday was on Dec 1)

I love you dad
You never let me be sad
You are very rare
You taught me how to share

Father I love you
And I know you love me too
Even if I get a scare
of me you take care

You have taken me everywhere
To the market to the fair
So today I thank you
for making my life feel new

You have given me everything
Which makes me feel like a king
So today I wish you a happy birthday
This long back I did have to say

You always play with me
Together we have fun
Together we've climbed a tree
and played a lot in the sun

Near me you always are
Together we make a team
From me you never go far
Well to me like that it does seem
-Gaurang Rao