Parents are God

Parents are the real god,
And treat them as lord.
Keep them in your heart,
And try to give them everything they want.

Your dad also has his own life,
And he also has to love his wife.
Your mom also has her own life,
As she has to take care of house's wildlife.

Don't feel bad when they are not with you for some time,
And I am going to end this poem with a rhyme.

My 12th Birthday

It is a very unique birthday,
Where I want to sleep or lay.
I am sitting free,
like my bamboo tree.
It's a very special sunday,
And I have nothing to do today.
I want this day to end on a better note,
At 6 o clock this poem has been wrote.
This day when rose sam,
I got a handy cam.
It was a great start,
And it was full of joy in my heart.
At the end I went to the rastaurant,
With my parent.
After all this it was a nice end,
And it was a great weekend.

About me

My name is Shubham,

And listen to my poem.

I write poems when my mood is off,

And all my poems are very soft.

I love to play cricket & chess,

And in these games nobody can beat me as I am the best.

My favorite flowers are Rose and Merigold,

And Rose grow in the climate which is cold.