Wednesday, February 9, 2011

ODE TO MY FATHER


You may have thought I didn't see,
Or that I hadn't heard,
Life lessons that you taught to me,
But I got every word.

Perhaps, you thought I missed it all,
And that we'd grow apart,
But Dad, I picked up everything,
It's written on my heart.

Without you, Dad, I wouldn't be
The personality I am today,
You built a strong foundation
No one can take away.

I've grown up with your values,
And I'm very glad I did,
So here's to you, dear father,
From your forever grateful son

ODE TO MY MOTHER


For all the things I didn't say,
About how I felt along the way,
For the love you gave and the work you've done,
Here's appreciation from your admiring son.
You cared for me as a little tot
when all I did was cry a lot.
And as I grew your work did too--
I ran and fell and got black and blue.
I grew some more and it didn't stop;
Now you had to become a Scientific Officer,
To worry about mistakes I'd make;
You kept me in line for my own sake.
I got older, and the story repeated;
You were always there whenever I needed.
You guided me and wished me the best;
I became wiser and knew I was blessed.
So, for all the times I didn't say,
The love I felt for you each day,
Mom, read this so you can always see
Just how much you mean to me.
Mom, Thanks for everything!

THE LOST TREES


After a long time,
Out of my city,
I went to visit my sister,
Who lived down the street.

Once which street was full of trees,
Now had no trees,
Everywhere you see, only lamps,
Surrounded by some concrete.

I was shocked to see this plight,
Of trees still being cut of varied heights,
Hey my friends, don’t cut the trees,
If you want to stay on the world which is light.

HEAT


Heat is
Hotness or coldness.
                                                    It passes from,                                          
Hot body to cold body.
Metals are good conductors
While wood, plastic are some insulators,
Air is a bad conductor,
Include rubber too in insulators
Heat can be passed in three ways
Conduction, convection and radiation.
Conduction needs a solid body,
And convection a liquid or gas
Radiation needs no body!
Sea breeze in the day,
When wind from the sea comes to the land
Land breeze in the night,
When wind from the land goes to the sea.
Very useful
Is this heat,
But in summers
Do beat the heat!

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

ONCE I............................


Once I look in the night sky,
I see the stars so high,
I see them, so beautiful,
With the beautiful moon they lie.

Once I look in the water,
I see the baby fish inside falter,
Some big fish act as the “halter”,
And run ahead of others.

Once I look at the ground on which I stand,
I see the birds land,
See the horizon, the sky and land,
Go hand in hand.

Once I see the creatures on the land,
And in the water,
Some are cold blooded,
Some are warm blooded.

Once I see the birds in the sky,
Up above they fly,
As if they have just got independence,
Their flight is so high

So preserve this beautiful nature,
With many beautiful creatures,
Let them show their stint,
And not be extinct.

THE RETURN OF THE WORLD CUP: MY DREAM



MS Dhoni allots the fielders,
It’s the last over.
Australia, the leaders,
Need 6 runs of the last over.

Dhoni is still nervous,
To whom shall he give the ball?
Harbhajan and Zaheer are injured,
And Ashwin is not bowling well at all.

There comes the man,
In the form of Tendulkar,
Asks Dhoni for the ball,
Says,” I will bowl them all”

So the ball is given to Tendulkar,
Oh ! how he spun the ball!,
The first ball, Hussey is out!
Australia is 6 wickets down.

Next comes Clarke,
He is the man in form,
All come and discuss here,
How to get him out?
The second ball is defended,
And the third goes for a 4.
Australia need 2 runs to win,
The crowd is silent, and sounds as if a shore.


The next ball Clarke misses,
“Just missed!”, Dhoni announced,
“The next ball he’s out!”
He shouts.





The next ball Clarke vies for a single,
As the ball races towards the Long off.
But Raina at midwicket,
Won’t let the ball go.

Last ball and 2 runs needed,
Australia were in a lure,
They had to go for it,
Or they would lose for sure.

Tendulkar spun the ball sharply,
From the end of the wicket to,
The middle stump.
But Clarke flicked it away,
Oh! yes, he shouted as he went,
For to the other end.
But beautiful fielding, by Kohli,
And what a throw!

Clarke is RUN OUT!
He had fallen for the lure,
All Indians celebrate,
As they win their 2nd World Cup, for sure!!

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

THE TREE IN MY GARDEN



I grew a tree long ago,
It gives me a lot of fruits, you know,
It gives me shade and happiness, indeed,
And helps us a lot when we need.

The birds build their nests,
                                              The tree is like their treasure chest,           
Squirrels love to play,
And monkeys jump here all day.

Children play around my tree,
They pick the fruits from here for free,
Once in a year there are beautiful flowers,
In autumn they fall in a shower.

The tree is there for almost thirteen years,
As if it’s attached to the soil without fears,
That’s my tree, I say,
It will stand here all day.

Whether day or night,
The tree always stands upright,
Rain and storm could not uproot the tree,
That’s my tree, I say,
It will stand here all day.