this is my first attempt at "poetry" so please try to read as much as u can :D
Run bhola run
Bhola woke up at 6:15
Bhola is only 15
He fought he trembled
But soon he surrendered
Godmother woke her in a very scary voice
She said "Bhola waking up so late is not very nice"
He stood up and towards
The bathroom he flew
He had to make number 2
He knew that he didn't have much time
But he loved brushing his teeth at same time
He came out all wet and saw the clock tower
He gave his devilish smile cause no one knew he didn't shower.
Now began his true run, he had breakfast
And ran towards the school bus as usual last
He wasn't sad as opposed to common sense
As he was hoping to see Lola and was pretty tense
He reached school but he was disappointed
Cause he couldn't find Lola wherever he pointed
For sometime, time went real slow
But seeing Lola , bhola's face began to glow
To tell her how he feels
our sad hero doesn't have the guts,Cause he is scared that he will,
Get kicked in the nuts.
And then the lectures got over soon
As bhola's time flew looking at Lola upto noon
Bhola's interaction with Lola till now was nil
But today bhola went for the kill
He went closer and got a better look
But with what he saw all his nerves shook
Lola had a beard
Bhola found it weird
And he knew it wasn't fun
All his senses suggested him
Run bhola run
Ran bhola like the winds
and this is how the "poem" endssss....
2nd one
On the roof
On the roof I sit and wonder
Will the lightning hit me or the thunder
Sitting alone I think sometimes
Why do all the lines of my poem rhyme
I like the loneliness only trees surround me
I am at last free from all the people around me
I m not a loner but I like some free time
Why do all the lines of my poem rhyme.
I try to be funny all day
But it makes me wonder
Is it who I am or it's something I create
The mess food Is bad but still I ate.
The poem gets worse as I try harder to go on
And after many tries I come to the conclusion
nothing rhymes with on.
Life's getting complicated
College coming to an end
The mere thought of working
Makes me comprehend
Is it truly what I want
Or maybe it's all a part of being funny and "successful" plan.
