Mishaal Javed Dawar
Biography of Mishaal Javed Dawar
Hey. My name is Mishaal Javed Dawar. I am 11 years ols and live in Glasgow, Scotland. I love reading, writing stories and poems, playing cricket(and other sports) and playing on my X-box and Wii.Hope you like my poems.Thanx.
Mishaal Javed Dawar Poems
Wind blowing through the trees. Wind playing in the leaves. Wind brushing against the sky. Wind knocking over you and I.
Books, Books, Books.
This one is for books... Books, books, books. wonderfull, entertaining books.
Memories, Childhood Memories.
Fun. Games. Laughter. Now, there is none. Jokes. Treats. Entertainment. All gone. Gone.
Colours, Our Life In Colours.
Green, the colour of envy. The colour of jealousy, Of cowardice, Of Greed…
Water, without which we wouldn't survive. Watre, without which we wouldn't be alive. Water, a blessing which almighty Allah has given us. Water, which we drink without fuss.
~A.N.G.E.R~ A-rrogent and stubborn, the beginner of wars. N-ot using common sense, but letting the devil take over you.
To A Bird.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Flying so high. mejestically. Your wings touch the sky.
~J.E.A.L.O.U.S.Y~ J-ealous? E-nvious?
A splish, a splosh. That noise again. A drip, a drop. Please not the rain!
Wind blowing through the trees.
Wind playing in the leaves.
Wind brushing against the sky.
Wind knocking over you and I.
Wind is deadly.
Wind is friendly.
Wind can hurt.
Wind can alert.
Wind is nice.
Wind is ice.
Wind is fierce.
Wind can peirce.
Wind is powerful.
WIND IS WONDERFUL! ! !