Poem “Butterfly – A short Poem” When you touch its wings, It feels like silk, When you hear, It will make the noise of the bird’s chirp, While you care, It will guide you to the light, But now you see no light, But go to...
Tag - Nature
Poem As I was sleeping, I had a dream of spiders, They were crawling around the forest, But there was one spider, Who was white, Pure white as anything white you imagine, It was whiter then the clouds, As if it was a cloud, A cloud that is in...
Poem Water droplet on the leaf, The leaf was so special that it didn’t want to rush down, As it is connected with the leaf, But steadily the sun rises, It had to go, “Goodbye leaf“ as it swift down. (By Sarah Shahzad) Inspiration: Living in...
Poem In the deep sea or in rivers, In a time there was once a group, That was everywhere, But time goes passing, You see no more than one, You now can find only one, Now in the deep sea or in rivers, There was once a group, That was...
Poem Nature has been discussed everywhere, But we do not seek, we only hear it, We – ignore our surroundings We listen to the music But we snub the birds’ chirps, We watch animal movies But we overlook the animal’s interactions, We...
Short Poem When the trees have got a time to change, They don’t feel the change, But when we see, They are changing colors, The leaves go green to purple, But they don’t observe. Trees do feel change, But we don’t care. (By Sarah...
Poem Where and there, Only found here, Juicy and rare, Fresh and local, The sapodilla fruit, It’s reddish brown, it’s color matches with, The evening of the place, It’s so rare, That it’s only found here. (By Sarah Shahzad)...
Short Poem – War Long ago peace was there, Now time is passing by, When the birds chirping and crows shouting, War has come, Only weaponry is used, War only brings harm. (By Sarah Shahzad) Short Poem – War, Inspiration: As I wrote...
“A Short Poem on Sunflower” That little something on the ground, No idea where it belongs, Steadily opens its flower, As if the flower was a sun on the Earth Who follows the upper sun’s ways, When it gets dark, It closes itself so it can hide...