Poems In English

One day God was in a pretty mood He felt to make something special and good. He looked around and found a little bit of snow Placed it on the top and make it glow. Then he saw a hand full of sand Kept it on the left and made it grand. And he saw the sea ragging harsh Put …

I am a tailor, I am a tailor. Stitching your clothes. Stitch, stitch, stitch. My needle goes. ∼ Anonynous

I bow to the Arahants, the perfected human beings, Godmen. I bow to the Siddhas, liberated bodiless souls, God. I bow to the Acharyas, the masters and heads of congregations. I bow to the Upadhyayas, the spiritual teachers. I bow to the spiritual practitioners in the universe, Sadhus. This fivefold obeisance mantra, Destroys all sins and obstacles, And of all …

Having faith in Santa Claus Is not for just the young, I know I’ll keep proclaiming him As long as I’iv a tongue. And even though I see the gent Unmasked before my eyes, Revealing some familiar friend Who’s donned the quaint disguise, It doesn’t change my mind a bit; I’ll still believe, because There’s more than whiskers and a …

I like the zoo, I like the zoo. The lions and the monkeys too. Elephants so big, giraffe’s neck so long, I like the zoo, I like the zoo. Tiger’s stripes yellow and black. Tiger’s stripes yellow and black. Camel has a bumpy back. Camel has a bumpy back. I like the zoo. ∼ Anonynous

The lovely pink flamingoes Are a very pretty sight, But many, many years ago They all were sparkling white. The flamingoes, though so pretty Were not proud, but very shy, And hid themselves away From any humans who passed by. But one small boy determined That he’d catch them unawares And crouched down in the bushes By the lake he …

How does the corn go? Pop-pop-pop. How does the knife go? Chop-chop-chop. How does the water go? Tip-tip-tip. How does the jam go? Lick-lick-lick. How does the train go? Chook-chook-chook. Let’s be quiet! Sh… sh… sh… ∼ Sanjay Ahluwalia

There once was a mouse Who set up her house In a great big chunk of cheese. And when she was hungry She broke off a bit, And never said “Thank you” or “Please”. But one fine day, As she nibbled away, She ate up her own front door. “Oh dear!” said the mouse. “Now I can’t lock my house. …

Hoppiety was a kangaroo, Like the one from London Zoo; One day he jumped into a fog, And bumped into a sausage dog. “Goodness me!” said Heinz a – barking, “This is not the time for parking.” Said Kangaroo, “The fog looks queer, But now I have a good idea.” “Why don’t you hop into my pouch? It’s as comfy …

With his home on his back, a snail crawls about, Beavers build dams to keep warm, The otter lives in a tree-root “holt,” The long-legged hare has a “form.” A “sett” is the name of the sky badger’s hole, And a fox is at home in an “earth,” Ants live in a hill, and so does a mole, They burrow …