Sunday, 27 March 2011

ghazal

Be happy, you are plenty and have tomorrow
What an joy, that you have a tomorrow

Look at people starving in Africa
Don't complain, you do have a tomorrow

Also the fights and revols. in Middle East
What an bless, that you have a tomorrow

IN somewhere people have met disasters
Do you see? You have a tomorrow

They have only today, from there it's done
What an joy, that you have a tomorrow

Villanelle

My eyes are turning red
My mind is turning blank
Everything makes me tired

Hallucinations dwindling my brain
Numb toothes going clank
My eyes are turining red

Maybe feeling like doped
Like I already sunk
Everything makes me tired

Clocks are moving away
Perpective somewhat drunk
My eyes are turing red

IT seems to be boring
My mind is turning blank
My eyes are turning red
Everthing makes me tired

elegy

Everybody wishes and tries to win
But is there anyone who doesn't like winning?
Everyone knows that winners always is blessed,
Not all knows the winner's throne is fragile.

To keep in the 1st is laborous.
Having to defeat their upcoming menace,
No time to enjoy their trophy but compete,
Winners have their hidden toil beneath their glory.

Everyone would head their goals as an winner
But you may not stay winner forever as you want,
If you get not to win,don't regret, but
please encourage the one, and do your hard work.

ode

Now it is the time to go the bed
After you had done all your works to do,
As you pack up your stuffs and lay down to bed
You will think of before and tomorrow.

Maybe you had a nice day, maybe not
What happened today, was it fun or not?
Waiting myself to meet another day
I would move around the bed as time goes.

Now my eyes should close while I doze away
Having sweet dreams, and an better tommorow.

Tuesday, 15 March 2011

ballad

There once was the cow who jumped over the hills
The cow skipped over the hills but tripped away,
As he tripped the cow suddenly got ill
He called his friends to tell the words to say.

His friend the cat, the dog, and the rabbit came
The cow said that he wanted to graze some grass.
The friends went out for the grass that was tamed
The cow without any thanks ate away the mass.

The cat, the dog, the rabbit worked hard for cow,
The rabbit doubted the cow without any wound
He hid and saw the hopping healthy cow
The rabbit went to two to say what he found.

The furious three ran to beat the sly lying cow
The cow jumped over hills but fell with ow.

Saturday, 5 March 2011

sonnet written

So again I have assignments to do
these works won't leave me alone continuosly irating,
even though I do finish homeworks to do
they would cluster and fight with me while spawning.

As I do my homework I get worried,
Asking and comparing how others are doing
Concerns his works are worst thinking worse,
Thinking meaningless stuffs while others working.

He who tries to comfort himslf with means
the acts that won't help to trick himself,
as the time comes and himself leading to deem
Finally he promises to finish and not stumble to himself.

Proud of myself or not the assignment is done
and as the new ones refill I do remember none.

Thursday, 3 March 2011

concrete poem

Fly
Boost up
Go higher
Above the sky
Go with passion
Don't be
scare d of
What is front of
you but advance
and pursue your dream.