MY CHILDHOOD HOUSE

My maternal grandparent’s old house has a big courtyard🏡,

With so many ducks that came at our house’s private ghat 🦆.

So many trees of mangoes and neem 🥭,

Including Papayas and jackfruits trees🌲.

It was my home of sorrows and fun🥳,

My aurous and the only one.

Situated beside the Sagar Lakha Banjara Lake🤽,

Where we did boating all the day🚣.

We gave food to monkeys, cows, goats🐐,

And to my maternal grandfather’s favorite dog named Facebook🐶.

The morning rising sun behind the hills🌄,

and that beautiful sunset with the shadow on the lake🌅.

The chirping of the birds🐦,

The sound of the ringing bells of the temples🛕.

This beautiful scenery has a lot of worth🌇,

All atmosphere gives the feeling of heaven on the Earth🌏.

That flaming hill, where I once played🚵,

Only reminds me of those days when I slayed.

The calm shore where I played with ducks, squirrels, birds🦆,

Yes, that’s where I spent my childhood👶.

-TULIKA TIWARI

I WENT TO A MARKET

I arrived to the market,

Of dainty foods🍱.

One hour before dawn🌅,

I hope I don’t yawn🥱.

I went to the market,

named Target,

brought a Jacket,

Got a free Racket.

Bought a candle and a few ladle🕯.

My sister bought Shopkins,

picked some napkins,

and some other toys by her choice.

We also bought fairytale books📘,

and a showpiece of brook🌊.

Also bought some chips and candy🍬,

Which hardly come handy.

Everything there was of good quality,

with the latest technology.

It was all organized,

So, it could be easily recognized.

Alas, To the market I went,

All the money I spent💸.

-TULIKA TIWARI