9 Year old Heather sent this poem to Unicef UK Supporter Care centre regarding Syria. Here is the poem:
All I’ve ever wanted was the simple things,
Not horses or castles, boats nor wings.
I just want peace throughout the lands,
Not throwing bombs from human hands.
Have you ever stopped and thought how those people felt,
No running water, the streets they smelt.
Could you live life like this I know I couldn’t?
How would they cope I know I wouldn’t.
Why do people do this it’s very cruel,
The children live life without any school.
So help me, join me to forge lasting peace,
Raise money so they can live life and eat.
Read complete story here http://blogs.unicef.org.uk/2015/03/13/our-supporters-a-poem-for-syria/
Just sharing a beautiful poem with you:
Do not ask your children
to strive for extraordinary lives.
Such striving may seem admirable,
but it is a way of foolishness.
Help them instead to find the wonder
and the marvel of an ordinary life.
Show them the joy of tasting
tomatoes, apples and pears.
Show them how to cry
when pets and people die.
Show them the infinite pleasure
in the touch of a hand.
And make the ordinary come alive for them.
The extraordinary will take care of itself.
One wakes up in the middle of the night. It is so quite and magnificent. The mind is so much alert; but not able to sleep. It has been a very long and suffocating day. One is so much tired and restless that everything is looks like a complication. It is good to read something which has no logic to understand the logic of oneself. One finds a poem on internet. It is a benediction to find something when it needs the most. Continue reading “Sick by Shel Silverstein – A Beautiful Poem”
The God of Life
Devine mother- soil possesses all its glory,
near the mysterious bank of dark space.
Life bathe in moonlight
Excited, always excited
to shot the new flower arrow,
Continue to formulate new life. Continue reading “The God of Life”
LOOKING OUT THROUGH THE WINDOW,
LISTENING TO THE DEVINE MELODY,
THE POPING SOUND,
OF THE LIQUID PEARLS STRIKING THE GROUND. Continue reading “The Deceiving Rain”
We are walking together
Through the crowded street
Finding words to speak.
It never happened
Before When I used to call you,
Just a good friend.
Though I know both of us
As a chatterer
But why aren’t we comprehending today?
When you asked me, “How are you?”
I replied,”Absolutely fine.”
In a usual happy tone.
I wish I could have said
How much I have missed you
When you were away.
Though I wanted to,
But didn’t hold your hand.
Now we have started talking,
About anything and everything around.
Even after that a silence prevails between us.
Oh! I wanted to say so much to you but didn’t.
I wanted to hold you
But didn’t dared to.
Now the only question,
For which I really looking for an answer is that,
Have you felt the same?