(composed on Universal children's day-2011)
I'm a lovely kid of my small house
With sprightly, sparkling eyes...
Holding my computer's mouse
aspire to shine and rise...
With extra care i take my food
And play my games, but then...
i get scared of Mamma's mood
When someone takes my pen...
When Papa says, 'you'll have to work',
I keep on studying books...
When Mamma says, 'it's time for rest'
I pass her grateful looks...
I'm fond of juicy, chocolate creams,
And want to be a Sultan...
My glittering eyes are rich with dreams
I see for Pakistan....
I love my lovely home and school,
And love my friends and teachers...
I'll guide and work and follow rules
And make my better future... :)
The kid who is still living in you is perhaps lost in the reminiscences of your long lost spring that quite hurriedly left you. Or else you are transporting yourself into the selves of many kids around you and are speaking for all of them. Also remember such kids want to live beyond this December and kindly don`t wish for their eternity or wait for their mere extinction.. This humility in a poet like has to be accoladed with all deserving praise. Long live overgrown poet prodigy Shahzia.
Nice poem... Sweet and innocent just like a child... =D Aditi
A lovely poem that lightens the heart. Could serve as a guide for children. Good job.
A lovely innocent dream /oath having no blemish or scar..... very nice
When Papa says, 'you'll have to work', I keep on studying books... When Mamma says, 'it's time for rest' I pass her grateful looks... haha, , these lines remind me of my childhood, , , ,
Very pleasant, optimistic and delightful read dear Ms. Shahzia Batool Ji. I loved the way you have expressed your childhood experiences!
excellent write Shahzia offering hope for the future. nice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A dedicated kid's promise.. :) a passionate kid :)