Showing posts with label poem for kids. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem for kids. Show all posts

Tuesday, 12 August 2014

छोटा राजा लम्बे सैनिक

छोटा राजा लम्बे सैनिक
करने चले चढ़ाई
साथ लिए कई हाथी घोड़े
कुछ बर्तन और कड़ाही.

 शत्रु से जब हुआ सामना
 तो सारी सेना घबराई
राजा जो था मोटा ताजा
पर उसे भूख लग आई.

 भूख लगी तो राजा बोला
जल्दी लाओ खाना
सैनिक थे सब घबराए
 उन्हें मिला खूब  बहाना.

सैनिक दौड़े सैनिक भागे
सब ने अपना हाथ लगाया
राजा मांगे जैसा खाना
वैसा ही खाना बनवाया

 शत्रु ने यही अवसर पाया
और झट से कर दी चढ़ाई
भूल गए सब खाना पीना
शत्रु ने जब कर दी धुनाई.

 राजा दौड़ा सैनिक दौड़े
सब ने अपनी जान बचाई 
छूट गये सब हाथी घोड़े
    कुछ बर्तन और कड़ाही .  
                                                         
                                                        © आई बी अरोड़ा

Tuesday, 5 August 2014

Magic Device
I think  I need
 a magic device,
to get rid of a horde
of nasty mice.

In my house
mice are everywhere,
 and every mouse
 gives me a dirty stare.

Mouse in the kitchen
 is rather ugly,
 it to eats my cookies
rather smugly.

Mouse in the bedroom
 is very cheeky,
 it sleeps on my bed
 when I am busy.

 Mouse in the garage
 is proud and smart,
 it makes fun of me
when car fails to start.

Mouse in the garden is
cunning and clever,
it wants to live
in my house forever.

I have tried
every trick and treat,
 but every time
 only I had to retreat.

Mice are clever and
  never get caught,
 all my efforts have
 come to a naught.

 Now I think I need
 a magic device,
to get rid of this
horde of nasty mice.

© i b arora 

Sunday, 3 August 2014

Naughty Kid

One naughty kid
laid many traps
he loved to catch
little crabs.

But little crabs
were sharp and clever
poor kid could
catch them never .

Naughty kid then
made a wish
he wanted to catch
bagful of fish.

But fish in pond
were very smart
they would only
swim and dart.















Naughty kid threw
stones at tree
he wanted some
fruit for free.

But not even one
fruit ever fell
kid could only
shout and yell.

 Naughty kid was
sad and sorry
 but he had
nothing to worry.

His mother rushed
to the grocery
she got fish and fruits
in a hurry.

Naughty kid loved
his mother dear
if he was upset
she was always near.


© i b arora

Friday, 25 July 2014

Little Mouse with a Big Tummy

Even before day would break
little mouse would be up and awake.
He would rush in a trice
 for two hours of stern exercise.



 Little mouse had but one fear
he didn’t want a tummy like bear.
 Bear was fat and stout
 his tummy was  talked about.

Bear was next door neighbour
 he would rarely toil and labour.
 But he never missed a meal
 every meal was a sumptuous deal.

 Bear was big, his tummy bigger
 but he didn’t mind it either.
 He was bit of a funny chap
exercise, he said, is pointless crap.



 But little mouse was a big worrier
and he worried about his figure.
For pot bellies he had a dislike
and he was scared of being bear like.

 Jogging, pushing and the weights
failed to alter his destined fate.
More he exercised more he ate
 and he kept on gaining weight.

 Then he had an ankle sprain
 and in bed he had to remain.
 He could no longer jog and run
and for that he was sad and glum.

 Fussy was his mother dear
 no ifs and buts would she hear.
She fed him fruits and nuts
lots of juices and cold cuts.



 Little mouse was quite afraid
 he was gaining a lot of weight.
 Alas, true came his only fear
he had a tummy like the bear.
©i b arora