The Palm Tree

Bathing and relaxing in the fabulous sunlight, 
Peering at the soft creamy clouds twirling in the sapphire site.

Whispering all it's secrets to the calm and gentle breeze,
Orchards, maples, oaks and elms, the palm is the most tropical of trees.

The spiky trunk towering above me, feels very prime,
The magnificent palm tree is rooted in the crisp, gold sand all the time.

Gives company to the shore, chatting with the oceans and views,
they don't forget the sizzling sand,
magnificent doves, and floating blues.

I love palm trees they are amazing and great,
outstanding they are, the coast's best mate.

 

A Boy's Spirit

When a boy's spirit was lost,

A smile plastered to his face,

Chuckles and lively cheer,

The crimson sun frolicked with grace.

When a boy's spirit was lost,

The sapphire sky strikes with joy,

The atmosphere overflowing with bliss,

pessimistic darkness being coy.

When a boy's spirit was lost,

After all the enjoyable leisure,

In the pristine waters, 

At the rails to conclude the pleasure.

An abrupt tremor of trauma!

Woe and sorrow showered down,

Shadows of death stealthily crept by,

The dingy skies formed a frown.

That boy's spirit is lost, 
An angel, not a scare,
That boy had to pay for an accident,
An accident can cost you, without care.

That boy's spirit is lost,

A passed life, It wasn't fair 
A hapless soul, draped in solitude,

Leaving behind a daunting moral of despair....   

Van Gogh- The Starry Night

A gale of flaring light dazzles across the deep night,

The dingy sky is lit up by the golden that hovers glittering bright,

Swirling backgrounds of the village set a serene and tranquil atmosphere,

A fusion of peace, humility and pure wonder, but no fear.

Deeper in the painting, a jet black, towering figure climbs up and up, no end,

Mourning graveyards, lurking spirits, spread over a field, life became no friend,

A village where the dark night had set it's haunting mark,

The hours of daunting black, groaned with a anonymous, helpless bark.

A glint of joy secretes itself in the wretched surroundings,
Even pure bliss has a sturdy bounding,
Only the flamboyant moreover vivid stars are alive in the dusk's unlit,
Life had come to be abiding bit by bit.

The overcast of the night did not prosper onto day,
Instead the dingy gloaming ruled the concealed light yearning to fray,
The starry night was not abundant with wishes and awe,
Through the journey of the painting, we find gloom and shadows are all it is for...

The One Sound - My Own Heartbeat

The stealthy tears of a tap flood the old basin,
letting out all of it's woe...

The boisterous growl of a washing machine,
makes the mood grow low...

The simple silence of the day,
casts it's depressing spell on billions...

The heavy drop of rain,
transforms into drips of cold-blooded demons...

The dark cloud hovers in the gloom of the sky,
wiping away the joy that we adore...

When a day like this approaches I ponder,
is life worth it anymore?

But the one sound,
that washes all the grief and sorrow away,
is the sound of my very own heartbeat,
always there and knowing it will always stay.

My Mum

The way she cares and shows her compassion is beyond usual
life with such an extraordinary mum is absolutely beautiful...
Her stunning personality is always willing to love family to the limit
life without her is not worth living even for a single minute...

She has looked after me from my first breath as if I was her source of glee
my considerate and warm-hearted mum is the reason I am me...
Her heart is made out of the purest gold, that is for sure
her eyes shimmer and sparkle like stars, an allure person I adore...

She has a magnificent charm of affection, I cherish my mum's amazing ways
her graceful smile shines and glitters in the radiant sun's glistering rays...
In her kindness she would never let our resilient bond falter 
sweet as a cherry, mum would never let out relationship weaken or alter...

A soft shoulder to rest on, a gentle hand to wipe away my delicate tears
my mum is always there, to keep me merry, and chase away my fears...
A tender and compassionate heart to guide my life the right way
my mum is the magnificent light and sunshine which brightens up my day...

An angelic person, who helps me to prosper like the world's finest rose
an epic mother beyond compare, who's day by day amiability grows.....

From Primary To Secondary

A big change occurring in life 
Kinda worried, won't make a strife

Excitement pumping through my veins
But all the cries cause stress and strains

Hilarious fun, giggles and glee  
These fabulous memories will never forget me

All my friends are moving away 
Goodbye is the word that is arduous to say

Life leading me on to a new stage
Just like a book has been turned to a new page

This extraordinary experience might be cool
I only need to be brave moreover enjoy school

Leaving school is not as easy as pie
Whereas I am going to give it a good try

I will make new companions when I join school in fall
To be successful just never give up, that's all

I will miss my teachers also my class
I will always remember my pleasurable pasts...

Bullying - Is it necessary?

Just think, is it going to help or benefit you if you make other people feel low because of a slight difference between you and them? Honestly my opinion would be no. Bullies are people who have no heart just an empty space instead and care for nobody but themselves, it is as simple as that.  

The bully who starts targeting a timid person could be made powerless if everyone could stand up for themselves and for their friends, by facing the tormentor and going against them. Did you know that 90% of the people who join the bully actually are nice and loving people however are frightened to help the target, as they are afraid of getting bullied themselves. 

"Dont judge a book by its cover" This is an extremely famous phrase which should never disrespected as this thought can eliminate bullying from our society.We should not be influenced by people's physical appearance, rather should focus on their inner qualities. 
This phrase was stated by Gorge Elliot in 1860 as far as I know, and I salute him for saying such an inspiring and meaningful quote.
Bullying can ruin people's life in many ways, It can lead to immensely serious things like death and drugs in some cases. This can also take place on the internet, that is called cyber bullying which may also lead to the same or more deadly consequences.

I think that instead of getting attention by hurting people mentally and physically, why not get it by looking after and showing consideration to them.
That way you stay out of trouble and will still have people following you, but this time in a good way......