Swinging Mirror

A mirror that swings,
Twists and turns;
And when I don't turn it
It turns on it's own
I  can see my picture in the mirror;
But I want the picture to change
When I look at it;
I want to see flowers and butterflies on it;
When I turn the mirror down ,
It can see it's own stump;
Iam looking at the mirror,
It can't see me;
The mirror has a mind of it's own!


  A picture  of London Eye

I'm colouring a picture of London Eye;
I drew the picture and there are dots on it;
But they are not really dots,
They are people in the London eye bubbles!
I colour it in green ,brown ,yellow and all types of colours;
I shaded the blue sky,and the grass;
My Daddy taught me shading
And also painting;
My Daddy is a good teacher;
Now  I'm drawing a picture of  Big Ben,
And I'm gonna draw lot's more pictures! 

Rithu's poems...

    Duckie Bath

I've got a toy to bathe;
It's called Mrs Duckie;
Mrs Duckie likes to swim in a bath;
She swims and I sink her in;
And when she comes up ,
I put soap over her
And then I sink her in and wash her body
With water, water,water;
She usually gets soap inside her mouth;
And now I'm trying to wash her mouth;
I put shampoo on her head and also on her body,
Because she has hair all around her body;
I washed and sinked her and played with her;
Dry,dry,dry,duckie,dry ,dry,dry!



  Bubbles

I took some soap and some water,
Squeezed my hands together
And made a bubble!
See the colours in it!
I'm trying to make one more bubble;
Come on Mrs Bubble!
Now I made one more bubble,
It was gianormous!

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   My Old house

In my old house,
When I came back from school,
I used  to come out in the garden
Sometimes pick blackberries;
Sometimes pick pears and apples;
Sometimes I look through the window,
And listen to music,
If they're having a party nextdoor!


  Colouring

Yellow, green,blue and orange;
Those are all the colours I use for colouring;
I'm colouring  a picture of Princess Bella
I'm colouring some trees and a castle ;
There are some unusual colours too;
They are peach and torquoise!

Rithu's poems...cont'd

   London Visit

We went on  a tube train,
And we went on a bus;
We slept in a travelodge,
And had breakfast there too;
I watched TV last night,
I watched Ice Age 2;
I had dinner,
A bit of lemon cake
And Mc'D too;
For breakfast I had cornflakkes,
I took three packets into the room;
I'm wearing a butterfly and flower dress,
And my mummy's scarf on my head;
It looks like I've got very long hair!
Today I'm going on a bus
To see Buckingham!


   London

London is the capital of  England;;
It is a very busy city;
I saw a flat that was very tall,
And shops  in a row;
It is ever so hot today,
Nice blue skies;
Houses with black lines,
Flats that are being built;
I like the trees here,
I wish I could build a house and stay here!


    Walk

We went for a walk;
All of us walking on the same foot;
We went stomp ,stomp,stompety stomp!
I saw a puddle,
I wanted to splash in it;
But I accidentally passed it!
We came to Mc'D,
And I'm going to eat  a 99p chicken  sandwich.

      Magic painting

When you put the wet brush without any paint
On to the paper ,
Tu-tum- the sun becomes yellow
And the sky becomes blue;
The colours swish away ,
The fish and animals are washed with colour;
Oh! I don't know what it's all about!
There's a tortoise that's dancing in the seaside;
And the fishes swish away ;
What fun excitement it is !
Turn it to red,turn it to green,
Turn it to blue;
Doesn't matter what colour you use ;
The sun becomes green ,
And the sun becomes blue ;
But it's not right normally;
Take a little  bit of  blue from the sky
Mix it with yellow,
The sun becomes green!
I swashed fish!
The fish sloshed back into the water;
I danced to the rythm of the little tortoise
The tortoise smiled and danced away
He was going to every single place ,
Around the whole wide world,
He wassn't tired, but i got tired ,
I jumped into the picture and slept;
Then i locked the picture so that my picture friends
Couldn't get out of the picture !

Rithu's Poems,,,,,

    My Bath

You could have a bath too,.
In a shower, or a bath;
First you can get your scrub and your soap ready,
And then get your water perfect;
Just open the tap,
And when it's hot you add a little more cold water,
And when it's cold,you add a little more hot water,
Until it's perfect!
Don't forget your shampoo,
Scrub your body nice and clean,
Scrub your hair,so your hair is very neat;
Put the water all over your body;
Dont forget to put water on your hair too;
Get your towel ,dry you up;
Dont forget to dry your hair;
That's all I can think of.


  
     Milk lollies


Nice and cold,you have it on a stick;
Nice and pink, it's milk, real healthy;
Tastes  like strawberry,
Sometimes vanilla
And sometimes chocolate;
You can lick it, you can bite it;
You can twist it ,you can like it;
It's the colour of summer ;
Don't forget to drink hot water
After eating the ice  lolly;
I have finished my ice lolly!

Rithus poems cont'd

  My Grand mother
Inchy pinchy mischei......f
Giggle......y laughin....g, mische...i...f,
Chee.....sy.....mische...if
Is my grand mother.

    My Grandma's  dress
My Grandma has got a shawl that swashes,
A skirt that swishes,
A red dot  on her forehead,
And gianormous glasses;
She has rosy lips; 
 And white teeth doing cheese;
Her little green blouse sqee.....eee...zes her arms..

Grandma's stories
My  grandmother has giggly stories ,
And Fun;
I hope she will tell me more stories
;Put our legs in a pot of water ,
And tell each other stories;
My big sister tells me stories about the past...

    Happy
I feel jumpy,
gI feel giggly,
I'm happy and ziggling,
I'm happy because my  grandma came,
And because my

Rirhu's poems cont'dpermomance

   Happy

I feel jumpy,
I feel giggly,
I'm happy and ziggling,
I'm happy because my grandma came;
My grandma likes hugging me!


My new dress

All pink dress,
Bright flowers on it,
And its long...
Almost touching my toes;
Beads on top,
Lines on the bottom,
And verrr...y sleeveless;
My grandma brought this dress for me!


   Nails and Eyes

Itold my big sister to paint her nails
I told her she could have designs,
And now  I told her she could  have my whole name on them;
Ihave a whole pack of eyeshadow;
Iwore pink and then Iwore blue;
For my in ballet. 

    In my neice's home

In my neices home,
Roses in a bowl,
Flowers on the table,
Carnations, gerberas;
Reds and yellows,
Bright as can be
And the little one ,who's six,
Also bright and shiny,
With twinkles in her eyes;
She's sweet and lovely.


Five guests,
Three hosts,
In a brand new home;
Neat and tidy roads outside;
A
little girl with smiles of welcome,
Fresh flowers in her hands,
Offered with love;
Her bunker bed ready
For her friends to sleep,
While the sun keeps shining
Till the sleep is deep!

My Family'sUK visit

 Going to  UK
Five people going to UK
So far far away
From their home;
They decided one day to travel away,
Which is more fantastic than anyone can say!



Sitting in the plane
With a tremble in their hearts;
Not for fear of flying ,
But the awesome thing
They were doing
Going to UK,far, far, away!


   In  Wolverhampton
Ared house,blue sky,
And a green lawn ,
That'smy neice's home,
Near Birmingham;
People working across the road ;
Building more new houses,
Driving yellow JCB's
Singing in the sun,
Getting red and tanned;
Smiling, every one;
It's bright and sunny
For once in a while;
Usually it's rainy and grey,
Summer's not yet gone away.

6 year old Rithu Mohan's poems[my li'l niece]

    Coca Cola
I bought some coca cola yesterday
When we were hot;
I got hot when we saw London;
We bought itfrom the travelodge,
And we bought it when we went outside;
You normally see it in a red can or bottle;
The colour of coca cola is brown;
It tastes like soda;
I like it!

   Rise in love
Rise in love
Yuo've always been
Falligng in love;
Getting hurt,getting hurt;
Rise in love;
Do you know how to rise in love?
Give, in love ,
You've always been taking love;
Give in love ,you'll rise in love..

Spiritual Poems continued....

                   The Meeting
I am coming to meet you for the first time
I must make myself empty 
To fill myself with you to the core;
I must be pure,cleansed of every blemish,
That lurk in hidden crevices
I must clear my mind of all stray thoughts
And fill it with the sweet nothing of your name;
Then with offerings for you
I must tread the diffucult path
Across the hills to the farthest land
Wherein lies your abode
The thorns,the stones,the boulders,
Will not deter me on my path
The pain, the strain ,the sweat,
Will propel me further
Until I reach your abode;
What will I do
When, after the long trudge,
 Ihave the first vision of you/?
Will I collapse at your golden feet,
Or fall into your arms in a swoon
Of unbelieving rapture and ecstacy?

  Understanding
Everyone is striving for a better uderstanding .
Of everything that is...
We've been doing this for a long tine
Since exstance began;
Progress is slow,
We make the same mistakes
Again and again
Later we do learn a few lessons,
The real hard way.

Spiritual Poems Continued

        One
I have but one desire,
The desire to be one
With my self
It keeps me awake day and night;
Is the end in sight?

The physical is not really phisical,
But something else;
Matter is energy
And energy matter;
They could be one or seperate
Or seperate yet one.
Stephen Hawkings can decode everything
What was and is...
He understands the created;
But can he create?




      

            Dot
You are but a dot 
On this vast ,vast earth
But your reach is .....
Everywhere,
Even up to the skies...

Silence is deceptive,
It is full of power ;
Yours, mine ,everyone's;

You are far away,
But you can be so near,so close ;
I am amazed at the truth in your eyes;
You are but a nothing ;
But really ,you are everything.

in the niagara park
caught in a sudden shower
i get soaked ;
hair and clothes ,up to the skin,
pouring rain it's joy again;
a woman of different colour 
sees me and laughs,
at my plight,i must be a funny sight ;
i laugh too.

niagara poems continued

in the' maid of the mist 'wrapped in blue cloaks 
we sat feeling the thrill of life
nothing but beauty 
nothing but joy
nothing but ecstasy
the  mist hid everything else
moistened by the mist
and the tears in our eyes 
we sat feeling the love of life.






from far away i come ,
but brother ,in you  i see myself  too
eating a burger near the falls
paying in dollars
listening to gull calls
feeling the caress of the cool air 
far away from home i am 
in a place so different 
but still just the same.  




at the falls 
i see couples kissing, 
couples loving,
under the arch of the rainbow ,
with spray drops at their brow,
hugging till eternity,
at the niagara falls

poems abou tniagara

there is no space for sorrow here
this is a blessed place
something here makes you forget everything
but the love in yourlife
the spray you ticklesyou and makes you laugh
the cool hugs you amd makes you cry

niagara falls

I've always got what i wanted
someone always to care of everything
and i was floating along in life
in my little boat on the lapping waters
everything was beautiful, the scenery everything,
then suddenly i fell down  the Niagara falls
i fell down the Niagara falls
don't you know the feeling?
it happens all the time
falling down the Niagara falls.