Poem There is something round, And bouncy, over the land, it is a ball, There is something sphere, And moving, around the solar system, it is the Earth, The Earth that we live in, The Earth that we take resources from, The Earth that fulfils...
Timely Passage
Timely Passage A Haiku Poem Crossing in between, Roaring sounds beam light throughout, Passes just in time. By Sarah...
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Embrace of the Canopy
Embrace of the Canopy Poem on Sloth and Nature Throws itself around on its tail, Trees wrapped between its globe, Shallow...
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Artic Hunter
Slow sleek steps, Pounces on its paws, Snow-clad fur, Brushes off impatiently, Ears perk up, When squeals and squeaks are...
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Poem Lisa came all the way from Indonesia, To taste some pizza visa! Pizza made with cheese, Taste buds love that tease, Lisa came all the way from Indonesia. (By Sarah Shahzad)
Poem Persian cats are older, wiser and always in a mood, Can’t tell if one is sad, angry, happy or good, Because they are fluffy, From the outside as they appear, They like all cat thing, They are all like cats, Only different from the fur as...
Poem Born a few minutes apart from each other, Lovely happy born sisters, The youngest chick, Pinky, Minky, the eldest chick, Both with same attitude and persona, Never stop to tremble, Until the time of slumber, Never stop to shrinkle...
Poem Gloomy and worried, The sun’s shivering, Close up all the sunny beaches, No one can get up to play, Winter has come, Close up all the sunny beaches, Sun has gone low, But is still seen in a low sight, Can it still be summer in the winter...
Poem Far away, Land never discovered, Someday someone notices, There were fruits still in waiting, Not knowing what they’re called, But knowing they are ready to be discovered, Juicy and sweet, Big and yellow, Choosing what they shall be...
Poem They are walking through the forests, Wise and clear so you can’t hear, Changing their colors, Through every step they walk on, Water droplets landing on their body makes them blue, Walking on stems or leaves make their body green, Walking...
Civet, A Short Poem Civets are scared, Why are they scared, They must had heard the howls of the wolves, Or their dens had been destroyed, No, I think they are shy creatures. (By Sarah Shahzad)
Poem Roses are sweet, but not petit, They never dry out, as they fly in, Precious for the house of those, who are good, Pleasing for the house of those, who are special, They never thought of encountering a lost rose, Who was tossed away, For...