Poems
AUNTIE SHEHLA
You are my Auntie
My beautiful Auntie
You make me happy when you are here with us
You make me know how much I Love You
Because you are my Auntie Shehla
By: Mark Andrew
MY DEAR AUNTIE
An Educated, With money, and Well dressed
You are so high that I can’t reach you out
Yet so down to earth that anybody can think highly of
You are so dear; like an angel sent by Allah (S.W.T.)
Influencing other; to love one another
A beautiful image was created when you were born
A highly regard human being right now
A perfect example for humanity
This Poem is for you
Meant only for you
So that you’ll know
How blessed am I that I have you in my life
My Auntie Shehla or Lynn
Or whatever your name is or will be
Who have been helping us financially
And enthuses us much
Thank you, for entirety.
By: Jennela
MISSING YOU
Everytime I think of you
I always catch my breath
I’m still standing here
And your miles away
And I wonder why
And there’s a storm that’s ranging through my frozen heart tonight
I hear your name in certain circles
and it always makes me smile
I spent my time just thinking’s about you
And its my heart that’s begging down this long distance
And I ain’t missing’ you Auntie Shehla
Since you’ve went home
Hopefully someday, somewhere, somehow, well be together
With my family.
By: Leng leng
By: CHARMAINE
It could have been a lonely nights,
But tree and shade shared a common greenness.
It could have been a tearful night,
But the teasing shadows shook with laughter;
It could have been a poor night,
But the gentle breeze
By: Melanie
The Owl and the Pussycat went to the sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat;
They took some honey, and plenty of money
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar:
“O lovely Pussy, O Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!”
Pussy said to the Owl. “You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married, too long we have tarried
But what shall we do for a ring?”
They sailed away for a year and a day,
To the land where the bong-tree grows,
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood,
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of its nose.
“Dear Pig, are you willing tosell for one shilling
Your ring?” said the Piggy, “I will.”
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lived on the hill.
They dined on mince and slices of quince,
Which they eat with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
By: Marvie
THE VALUE OF WISDOM
Happy the man who finds Wisdom
The man who gains understanding!
For the profit from Wisdom is better than frofit in silver,
And beter than gold is her revenue;
She is more precious than corals,
And none of your choice possessions
Can compare with her.
Long life is in her right hand,
In her left are riches and honor;
Her ways are pleasant ways,
And all her paths are peace.
She is a tree of life to those who grasp her,
And he is happy who holds her fast.
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Buried deep so deep
A dear little plant
Lay past asleep
Wake said the sunshine
And creep to the light
Wake said the voice of the raindrops bright
The little plant heard
And it rose to sea
What a wonderful sight
The outside world might be
LITTLE THINGS
Tiny grains of dry, light sand,
Make up the long, broad strand;
Tiny drops of pattering rain,
The deep wide sea sustain.
Tiny drops of pearly dew,
Cool some drooping flown anew;
Little flashes of tiny light,
Brighten manly a darksome night.
Little hands linked together,
Form a circle of love and laughter;
Little words in kindness spoken,
Can mend a heart that” broken.
By: Ariane
GOD’S GIFTS
I love the things that God has made!
I love the big round sun.
That seems to say, “Come out and play”
And gives a smile to everyone.
I love the clouds that sail like ships
Moving fas in the sea-blue sky
I love the wind that whispers
To the trees as I pass by,
I love the rain that gives drink
To lovely growing things,
And splashes in the puddles
Making little magic rings.
I love the softly glowing moon,
The stars like a candlelight.
That God leaves on when He has drawn
The curtain when the night comes.
By: Adrian and Lourdes
Growing Through Temptation
Happy is the man who don’t give in and do wrong,
When he is tempted,
For afterwards he will get as his reward the crown of life,
That Allah (S.A.W.) has promised those who love Him.
Our temptation have been our masters in divinity.
This is my short saying or Poem.
By: Margie
THANK YOU ANYWAY
You came into my life
When everything was allright
You were always at my side
Through all the days and nights
Then we became good friends
Though we have a lot of differences
But that was long ago
Til we finally grow
Soon we discover
That we have fallen for each other
Then we became lover
And swear not to fall for other
But years became a test of time
Hurriedly you change your mind
My love what have I done?
How am I, now that you're gone!
LOVING YOU
Loving you has taught me so much
It is you who gave meaning to my life
How to face the world with you on my side
And understand why day comes after night
You also showed me the real me
And Introduced things which I can not see
You gave me confidence and said feel free
That I learned things which I know I should’nt be
It is you who taught me love
That inspire me in everything I do
That leads me anywhere I go
That almost thought you’re an angel sent from above
Above all you are the one whom I bear hatred
Months after I named you “Mr. heartless”
‘Cause you never cared “bout my love for you
Then I realize that loving you is just but pain to bear.
By: Phobe
7 Responses to "Poems"
is very nice n good.
how beautiful is your poem, how i wish, someday somehow. somebody will send me a good poem. hehehehehehehe i like it.
1 | Adrian
September 22, 2009 at 09:21
Thank’ s you po for posting our poem…
Adrian
September 24, 2009 at 13:26
You are welcome!!