My poem

  Hi friends, so today I am going to share a poem made by me on nature.

Nature

Sunrise, It’s morning!

Sunset, It’s evening!

Sun’s above your head, It’s noon!

Some hours before sunset and after the noon, It’s afternoon!

Moon’s out, It’s night!

With stars shining and 

Providing us a little light.

Birds fly in the sky,

During the day.

And returns it’s nest,

With some hay.

When I see them, I think - 

“ The god made them all in a wink,

Which were made to make mother nature more beautiful.”

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Geometry poem

 Hi friends, so today I am going to share a poem made by me on shapes.

Dear Shapes

Oh my triangle,
You have three angles.
Why can't you be in a shape of a bangle,
Forangle said to triangle

Yes my friend forangle,
You have four angles.
You too can't be in a shape of a bangle,
As you are a rectangle.

I have a solution,
So why in confusion.
I am already in a shape of a bangle,
Because I am a circle.

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Casabianca Poem

 Hi friends, so today I am going to share a poem "Casabianca" by Felicia Dorothea Hemans. So let's start it.

The boy stood on the burning deck

Whence all but he had fled;

The flame that lit the battle's wreck

Shone round him o'er the dead

Yet beautiful and bright he stood,

  As born to rule the storm;
A creature of heroic blood,
A proud, though child-like form.

The flames rolled on – he would not go
Without his Father's word;
That father, faint in death below,
  His voice no longer heard.

He called aloud–'say, Father, say
  If yet my task is done?'
He knew not that the chieftain lay
  Unconscious of his son.

Speak, father!' once again he cried,
'If I may yet be gone!'
And but the booming shots replied,
  And fast the flames rolled on.

Upon his brow he felt their breath,

 And in his waving hair,
And looked from that lone post of death
  In still yet brave despair.

And shouted but once more aloud,
  'My father! must I stay?'
While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud,
  The wreathing fires made way.

They wrapt the ship in splendour wild,
  They caught the flag on high,
And streamed above the gallant child,
  Like banners in the sky.

There came a burst of thunder sound–
  The boy–oh! where was he?
Ask of the winds that far around
With fragments strewed the sea!–

With mast, and helm, and pennon fair,
  That well had borne their part–
But the noblest thing which perished there
Was that young faithful heart.

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Happy belated Teacher's day

 Hi friends, welcome back to my channel. So today I am going to share a poem on teacher's day. So let's start it.

I came

into your class

To learn and

to grow.

But, What has

 touched me most.

Is the love you

have shown.

Thank you teacher,

for reaching deep in me.

To find all I can be.

Before I can see it myself.

You never gave up on me.

I have a future,

Because of you.

Yummy!!

Hello friends, so today I am going to share my own-made poem "Yummy!!"

The tea is hot,

Which is in the pot.

But the juice is cold,

Which could be hold.

Also I love toffee,

Which is made of coffee.

I can eat a small sweet cake,

By drinking a small glass of a lake.

Really I could eat,

A bag full of sweet corn wheat. 

Everyone say that I am a sweet beast,

Which has been released.

Eating too much

I have written a funny poem, especially for children which name is "Eating Too Much" 

"My sister eats too much,
I only hear her crunch.
She has been so fat,
That she can't fit her head on the hat.

My parents tell her to regain it,
But she uses her wit.
Says that it is not good for health,
But got the reply that for her it is wealth.

Right now she's having fun,
by eating a bun.
She did not want to stop,
For going to shop.

I tell her to regain,
But she tells me that it is not main.
In her stomach, there's a big hall,
And I don't mind at all."

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