Going out for a picnic,
Nothing to worry and panic,
When the adult children accompanied,
What is there to be distressed?
Mummy prepares the food,
Daddy buys the snacks with good mood,
The children take their net books, I phones, PDAs,
All go for a picnic in Putra Jaya.
I keep reading your new poems as they appear. Each of them tackles an area needing attention and you handle it with ease. Hope to read all your poems soon. Thank you.
Can you please check out some of my poems, i'm new to this website
Words play magic and poems bloom into these fragrant literary icons capable of withstanding the test of time. Madam, you are an asset to this POEM HUNTER FORUM with a different tale to tell every time.All the best ahead too.
Words play magic and poems bloom into these fragrant literary icons capable of withstanding the test of time. Madam, you are an asset to this POEM HUNTER FORUM with a different tale to tell every time.All the best ahead too.
'Don't be sad' is your gift to the youths urging them to dust off worries and failures, nurture strength to stand tall for ever. Well Done.
Respected ma'am,
As you asked, I again answered your question.
Though like a mother, you must think to forgive me on my mistakes.
Thank you
A heroic tale of escape of a dauntless soul (from the burning jungles of Africa?) is delineated in brave new words. The soul flies away with great awareness. Your heart rejuvenates after every heart breaking incident.
That is why your comments are roars of an emancipated soul of a wounded lion.
I just read the first eleven poems. i like their heaviness, their earthy tones. I like how they shed light over scenes not yet familiar to me, though I've seen these scenes' equivalents. I look forward to reading the rest of the poems. They are similar to the my writings. Thanks for the invitation.
In every one of your poems, you convey an important message to the society in a humorous way.
Great thought and persuades the reader to take the initiative.... I see lots of similarities in our thoughts mam...