My dad never gets mad, My dad is really great. He never comes late, He can't wait for the month of May, He loves the colour grey, He really loves to cook. And guess what? He has already written a famous book!
Anoushay Rashid Arshad Zhur 10 years
I am standing on the stage, The play is about to start, And only sound I hear, Is the pounding of my heart. It was everything I wanted, My fantasy, my goal, So I auditioned for this, And got the leading role. I learned lines, I practiced, I came so very far, I dreamed about this moment- I was going to be a star! So here I am on stage, And the play is about to start. My life was so much simpler Before I got this part
By Ramla Chawla 10 years, Karachi
My mother is the best on Earth, She is the one who gave me birth, She is an angel for me, And cooks delicious food for me, How can I live without my mother, I only love her and no one other, She is so beautiful, She is so loving and cheerful, She has a lovely style, I love her sweet smile, She gives me whatever I need, To my problems, she pays heed, She tells me stories at night, She doesn't like to fly kite, I don't want to hurt her feelings, Because I love her very much!
Madiha Maqsood, 10 years, Karachi
The rushing water, Ran down the slope, With a rush, Along with hope, It ran down stones and grass, It ran down everything in its way. It is so fun, Watching it flow, Into the endless river, That is high and low.
Tabreek Somani, 10 years, Bishkek, Kyrgyzstan
A tale of spring
A beautiful day, Falling water from a waterfall, All the birds sing and call, The name of God, the only one, From the east, who raises the sun, From the clouds, it rain, Dragging its feet down the window pane, The scent of flowers everywhere, Say that spring is already here, Refreshing green leaves on the tall trees, Here and there the buzzing bees, Surely tell the tales of spring, And the wonders along it brings, On the grass, there is the dew, And on the flowers the light pink hue, Giving joy to everyone, Come along and have fun, It’s the day you’ll forget your sorrows, So come along and see the spring, And the wonders along it brings.
Amna Raza Khan, 13 years, Pano Aqil Cantt
Spring brings pleasure with it, To spend holidays, we plan to go far away, Final exams keep us busy, For holidays, we wait for the whole year. Flying kites, playing games, catching butterflies, In a beautiful blooming garden we enjoy, I hope time like this would come again, So that I cherish spring again and again!
Hanzalah Nasir, 10 years, Rawalpindi
It is very hot
It is very hot today, Summer is on its way, The sun is shining as brightly as ever, Right above my head, And the weather is growing Hotter and hotter; As if fire is burning in hell, Everyone is perspiring, Under the scorching summer heat, I’ve just eaten a watermelon, And now I want to have an ice cream, The wind is so hot, I can hardly breathe, Everything is almost ready to melt, And oh! There is no electricity, I wish soon it would shower, And may God have mercy upon us, May it rain, may it pour, I’m dying of heat and thirst, It is so hot today, The temperature has so suddenly Risen in May; I’m afraid I might faint, I wish it becomes a little cold.
Sadia Maqsood, 13 years, Karachi
These days, Everyone in the world says, We hate sun rays, But there are also the ones, Who spoil the winter fun, There are those who spread pollution, Although there are many solutions, And if the ozone layer is destroyed, There will be nothing to defend, From the harmful rays, the sun sends, And the problem which is forming Is called global warming! M. Umer Bin Mujeeb, 11 years, Karachi
Dreams do come true!
Keep your goals high, Never let the passion in you die, Once you believe in yourself And never give up; You’ll see that Your world’s a better place; Dare to dream! And never say never! Keep that motto in your life Always and forever; Because dreams do come true, And one day You’ll see the vision you drew!
Qira Ahmad, 13 years, Lahore
Allah is my Lord
He is the only God, He is the King of the whole universe, He is the Judge of the Judgment Day, He gives life to men, And takes it back When time’s over for men; He has created everything, And has knowledge of all things, He is the Creator of the sun and the moon, Day and the night; So, we should not only adore The sun and the moon; But love the Creator more!
Hibbah Nadeem. 14 years, Karachi
Children are like stars, Which glow in the dark; They love to fight And fly a kite; They have a sharp brain, And they love to eat sugarcane, They like to play all day and night, Even if there is no light!
Furqan Hussain, 12 years, Lahore
The ocean, blue as some potion, It is a flower, with blue power, It is a bird, shaping the world, A home to many marine species, Twinkles in the night sky, Creating waves, Helping the human race! Splash, splash, splash… Soothing the ears, Clash, clash, clash… Slicing the air, Bare but stares, A flight of stairs; Elevating you When surfing and curving; Reaching up to the skies, Lies but tries. May it stay, until doomsday!