My Best Friend
I
really would like to know
The
mewing has created a restless feeling
Within
my heart, you know.
The
walls of my heart feel pity for it
I
feel there is a big pro…
But
can't reach upto it
'Cause
it hid within the depth of the broken floor.
I
tried and tried my level best
But
failed each time I tried
The
next best thing that I could think of
Was
calling for help from someone nearby.
I
fixed a meeting with a guy and the prob…
And
he managed to get it right
When
finally out, I found it out
There
was a spline on its side.
The
power thing was crying for this
I
now could understand
I
quickly to it to the dock you see
And
got the problem fixed.
Now
she is fine and so am I
And
so we both get along quite well
The
two of us go out and in
And
now she is my best friend.
-
Hylton
Upshon
-
26.05.2019
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Key To My Heart
On
my little door
It
locked for time
and
awaits the knock
So
knock now
before
it's too late
for
someone is there
already
at the gate
If
you miss the golden chance
and
the door opens at a glance
the
treasures hidden inside
will
soon disappear
So
be the first to knock
are
the first to cry
for
it is always known as
first,
come first try.
-
Hylton
Upshon
-
18.02.2020
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INSIDE
Years
and days went by ..
I knew
not
Cos
i was blind
Not
from the eye
But
from my mind
I only
heard stories of sages.
I didn’t
feel them
Even
since steppin’ out of that
Little
cute soul.
Being
driven by “maturity”
All
i did was lock myself in a cage.
Which
i thought would make sense
While
years went on as a waste.
The
outside burned me from inside
While
all it did was destroy me
I never
felt all of this
Until.
The
day i asked my inner self ..
“Am
i leading life?”
“Or
is life carrying me?”
The
passiveness made it unfruitful.
I questioned
gently that inward person.
The
sights i saw gave me nothing
The
ones i didn’t feel would have done more.
Change
doesn’t come sudden. Does it?
I now
valued myself like never before
Being
none but myself.
The
moonlight at 3 am.
Spoke
more to me than anyone ever.
I now
realized my filly
Which
summed up to “PAIN”.
But
it taught me well.
An
inner world of pure magic
Where
existed the elements of bliss
The
soft smile in me.
With
silent tears.
It
was 3 am still
But
to me, it felt
Like
an eternity.
-
Hylton
Upshon
-
01.12.2020
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By kenn Nesbitt
Homework, I love you. I think that you’re great,
It’s wonderful fun when you keep me up late.
I think you’re the best when I’m totally stressed,
Preparing and cramming all night for a test.
Homework, I love you. What more I can say?
I love to do hundreds of problems each day.
You boggle my mind and you make me go blind,
But still I’m ecstatic that you were assigned.
Homework, I love you. I tell you it’s true.
There’s nothing more fun or exciting to do.
You’re never a chore, for it’s you I adore.
I wish that our teacher would hand you out more.
Homework, I love you. You thrill me inside.
I’m filled with emotions. I’m fit to be tied.
I cannot complain when you frazzle my brain.
Of course that’s because I’m completely insane.
By Robert Louis Stevenson
At evening when the lamp is lit,
Around the fire my parents sit;
They sit at home and talk and sing,
And do not play at anything.
Now, with my little gun, I crawl
All in the dark along the wall,
And follow round the forest track
Away behind the sofa back.
There, in the night, where none can spy,
All in my hunter's camp I lie,
And play at books that I have read
Till it is time to go to bed.
These are the hills, these are the woods,
These are my starry solitudes;
And there the river by whose brink
The roaring lions come to drink.
I see the others far away
As if in firelit camp they lay,
And I, like to an Indian scout,
Around their party prowled about.
So, when my nurse comes in for me,
Home I return across the sea,
And go to bed with backward looks
At my dear land of Story-books.
Meet My Family
Ding! Dong!
Ravi opens the door.
It is Nisha,
He says, “Hello, Nisha.
Come, meet my family.”
“This is my father,
He is reading a book.”
“This is my mother,
She is painting a picture.”
“Grandpa and Grandma
Are playing with Toffee
Toffee is my cat.”
“Peek-a-booooooooo!”
Saya a little girl.
She jumps out from
Behind a cartain.
“Aaa!” saya Nisha.
“Sorry, Nisha. This is
My little sister, Ria.
She is very naughty.”
Clap, clap, clap your hands
As slowly as you can.
Clap, clap, clap your hands
As quickly as you can.
Roll, roll, roll your hands
As slowly as you can
Roll, roll, roll your hands
As quickly as you can.
Wave, wave, wave your hands
As slowly as you can
Wave, wave, wave your hands
As quickly as you can.
Pat, pat, pat your face
As slowly as you can
Pat, pat, pat your face
As quickly as you can.
A little seed for me to sow
A little soil to make it grow
A little hole, a little pat,
A little wish, and that is that,
A little sun, a little shower.
A little while –
And then, a flower!
ASMA’S HOUSE
This is Asma’s house.
It is blue.
It has a garden
And a small gate.
This is Asma.
She is six years old.
Asma is playing in the garden.
There is a big gul mohar tree
In the garden.
Look at the beautiful
Red flowers!
An owl lives in a hole In the tree.
Here is Ali.
Ali is Asma’s little brother.
He is playing with a squirrel.
Ali gives a nut to the squirrel.
The squirrel eats the nut.
Then, it runs away.
Where is the squirrel?
“Look!” say Asma and Ali.
“It is up there, on the branch!”
Why should this a desert be?
For it is unpeopled? No
Tongues I'll hang on every saying show.
Some, how brief the life of man
Runs his caring pilgrimage
That the stretching of a span
Buckles in his sun of age;
Some, of violated vows.
Twixt the souls of friend and friend;
But upon the fairest boughs,
or at every sentence end,
Will I ‘Rosalind! write:
Teaching all that read to know
The quintessence of every sprite
Heaven would in little show.
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