Poems.
My Early Days.
When I was one,
I loved to eats buns;
When I was two,
I heard a cow moo;
When I was three,
I set a bird free;
When I was four,
I ate something sour;
When I was five,
I saved someone's life;
When I was six,
I bought a cake mix;
When I was seven,
My brother was eleven;
When I was eight,
I reached school late;
When I was nine,
I sew a dress fine;
When I was ten,
I bought a new pen.
Knowledge.
Knowledge is a
book,
Read it;
Knowledge is a pearl,
Buy it;
Knowledge is a duty,
Perform it;
Knowledge is a journey,
Complete it;
Knowledge is a pleasure,
Enjoy it;
Knowledge is a promise,
Fulfill it.
Thank You Teacher.
Thank you
teacher
For opening the door of knowledge to me;
Thank you teacher
For giving courage and confidence;
Thank you teacher
For showing me what is good and what is bad;
Thank you teacher
For petting me when I am sad;
Thank you teacher
For punishing me when I am wrong;
Thank you teacher
For caring so much and forgiving so much;
Thank you teacher
For all the faith you always had in me;
Thank you teacher
For enabling me to took in myself;
Thank you teacher
For building my career and helping me look;
Beyond it;
Thank you teacher
For giving me new vision of Pakistan
And that of a true Muslim.
When I Die.
When i die bury
me deep,
Four feet down fast asleep,
Put my Chemistry on my head,
Tell my teachers that I am dead;
Put my Biology book on my right hand,
Tell my teachers that I didn't understand,
Put my Physics book on my left hand,
It was like an ill-tuned band;
Tell my teachers not to cry,
For it were they who made me die.
To My Madam.
My Madam is so
sweet,
She never likes to beat,
She loves pupils, who are neat,
She knows the tract to treat,
She asks kids not to cheat,
May she get the highest seat !
I Love You.
Mummy and Daddy
I love you
Come to me when I call you
Give me a kiss when i ask you
Mummy and Daddy I love you.
Good Better Best.
Good !
Better !
Best !
Let us never rest
Till our good is better
And our better is best.
My House.
I have a little
house
Upon a little hill
And a garden fair to see;
I have a little window
With flowers on the sill
And it belongs all to me.
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