I am a writer of the poems that can touch the heart of the people
A heart unworn, a mind untaught, Eyes that see only what they ought. Laughter rings, a joyful sound, In puddles danced, no care is found.
By Sunil Kushwaha2 months ago in Poets
Tiny toes in salty sand, Sun whispers, "Hold my hand!" Warm and bright, a golden glow, Tickles starfish, row by row. -
By Sunil Kushwaha3 months ago in Poets
In the realm of distant memories, let us embark, On a voyage through the tapestry of our childhood's arc. Where innocence bloomed like wildflowers in fields,
Puddle Pirates Tiny toes in rubber boots, Stomping puddles, chasing hoots. Suns like coins, they toss and gleam, Sparkling pirates, in a watery dream.
By Sunil Kushwaha4 months ago in Poets
The Sun's Big Kiss Little toes wiggle in the sand, Salty wind whispers, hand in hand. Seashells sing their ocean songs,
Rainbow Bridge Little raindrops, pitter-patter, Dancing down on rooftop chatter. Sun peeks through, a golden eye,
Raindrops, raindrops, pitter-patter, Tiny dancers on my matter. Down my cheeks they take a slide, Giggling whispers, side by side.
A respect for the family of the soldiers who has given the countey a greatest gift,so, Lets express the thanks giving note for the soldiers
I throuh this poem will releate with your emotion towards the soldiers that I have written this poem for the hardworking of the soldiers towards their nation so, lets enjoy the poem.
Concrete canyons, skyward thrust, Steel and glass, in sunbeams kissed. Honking horns, a rhythmic beat, Footsteps echo, down bustling street.
Tiny hands that clutch and cling, Eyes that sparkle, dreams take wing. Laughter light, a tinkling chime, Souls untouched by hands of time.
Giants carved from ancient stone, Mountains pierce the clouds unknown. Rooted deep where rivers sing, Their silent watch, a watchful wing.