The Mosquito Poem by Rizwana Sultana

It flew and came near my ear,
And played a cacophonic tune,
But when I tried to strike it,
It flew away so soon.

Again, it came slowly,
And on my hand, it bit.
Now I grew angry,
And again, tried to hit.

This time, when I struck,
It couldn't escape its bad luck.
It lay lifeless on the floor,
Not troubling me anymore.

I am happy and relaxed,
As I could finally retaliate,
From the small creature,
Who tried me to irritate.