diary

i am a diary
used to write secrets
all the other people like to read me
but i regret

bad things about people
plus liked or disliked friends
we get sadder and sadder
when it starts to end  

our teachers

our teachers
are there to guide us
but not the way we do
it in a car or bus

we get to learn
they get to teach
to our goal they help us reach

they are there to scold
they are there to explain
they are there to wash off
all the stains

they make us understand
and learn
but also see
our own concern

they help us to
live our life
and teach us all
how to survive

my great experience in megha group

we did so many things
related to nature and all
we came in so small
but came out so tall


we learnt so many things
some new and some old
but learning is never waste
it is always gold


my experience was awesome
believe it or not
but we had to keep clean
every single spot


i love my little group
so clean and so nice
i think that we all
are tiny little mice

time

time will never 

wait for you
not like sailors
in a crew


if you will use it
properly
it will be there
largely


instead of
talking and chatting
learning listening
as good as writing


when you will be growing up
learning to use
but if you dont
you will be a bulb with a fuse

books

books books 

in the library

books books

on history

books books

on the shelf

books books

about an elf

books books

all around 

books books 

never on the ground

books books

teach us a lot

books books

are never a rot

it is good to know

the world of books

because they tell us about

police men and crooks

winter

winter is the season for snow

hot soups and bread come in too

a good bonfire 

keeps you nice and warm

it helps you to get up
when rings the alarm

in winters we all
wait for the sun

i am sure his father
will be pushing him to run

winters is the time for cozyness
the blankets are out for the warmness

when winters go away
we are all happy
no jackets and sweaters
all so clappy

Pencil

i am a pencil
used so often
i get sharpened
if i am broken


it is so hard
to give away your skin
and where does it go
it goes into the bin


i think i am the only thing
which grow tall to short
all the other things
grow from short to tall


i am a really useful thing
used to write stories
because of me so many people
are all in glory