Naqiya Barnagarwala, Class VII B
Stars
Little star, so real, so near,
I see you shining clear.
Little star, you, why should I blame?
I called you many times, but you never came.
Little star, so bright, so pretty,
I see you across my window when I sleep.
You shine so brightly in the sky,
I don’t know the reason why.
What’s your aim, I don’t know,
Just sit down and watch the show.
Water
Water, water, everywhere,
On the land,
In the air.
Water is so salty,
Somewhere clean,
Somewhere dirty.
Water is so mysterious, for you and me,
Solid, liquid or gaseous,
It exists in all three.
It quenches our thirst you know
Through the river it goes
Where it will stop nobody knows.
Save water
As it is becoming scarce
Because we waste it,
And nobody cares for it.
Flowers
So beautiful, so pretty,
They come out
In dresses of pink, yellow and green.
They have wonderful fragrance
And they often close
When our hands touch them.
They have lovely petals
And some feed themselves
With beetles.
Flowers are the beauty
Nature has provided,
We need to maintain the beauty,
We all have decided.
