It was a Monday morning
Hearing the clock alarming
Woke up with a hurried mind
Shaked up like a worried wind.
Rushed through the morning chore
Wished to have time, little more
Meeting with boss planned at ten
But, he was busy till one.
Waited, waited till his lunch
Without having my own lunch
At last got a chance at three
To be told, he isn't free.
Later started the day's work
The day was with full of jerk
Tuesday, Wednesday, what a bitter
Thursday, Friday, no way better.
Saturday is the end of the week
I am already terribly weak
Sunday, the God's gift,
That is the end of the week.
http://www.poetry.com/poems/a-week/6976855/
The Mother
You are the symbol of grace,
You are like a nice poem,
You have no parallel on earth,
No failure to those
Who understands you,
Moon is the symbol for beauty,
But, you are everything to the child,
Like the water beneath the sand,
You are in my mind for ever.
http://www.poetry.com/poems/the-mother/7759297/
The Water
Oh Friends,
Let's know the importance of water,
Else, We'll have to suffer later,
Water is in every one,
Without which, survives no one,
Animals need water,
Plants need water,
Our needs are greater,
It's nature's gift,
Let's not pollute,
Supply is short,
Let's not waste.
http://www.poetry.com/poems/water/151036/