THE CULINARY LEARNING CURVE

Today I learned "How to cook",

By flipping some pages of a cook book📖.

I added extra salt🧂,

This was one of my fault.

I didn't have potatoes🥔,

So I added Tomatoes🍅.

I didn't have Jeera which is used to add some spice,

So I added Rai and some Rice🍚.

Then I cried because it got over fried.

I kept making silly mistakes again and again,

like putting wrong value,

Then I decided to discontinue.

But I didn't because,

Who will write further poem for you?

You won't understand the pain,

When the expectations and reality aren't same.

I smell burning food,

Which is not good.

On my first try, Everything got burned🔥,

Oops, this isn't what I learned.

My friend gave me this cook book📕,

She said, "You couldn't beat it.",

Just because I couldn't eat it.

There must be something,

wrong in the cook book.

Learning to cook,

is like learning to solve puzzles.

Read my poem and tell me,

Will I ever achieve error free perfection?

-TULIKA TIWARI

FOOD

Food makes a good mood🍱,

for every person with sweet tooth😄.

But Meat and Wheat🥩🌾,

are not sweet.

When it is glued,

it cannot be chewed.

We should eat Beans,

also the Greens🌿🍏🍐🍈.

Potato and Tomato🥔🍅,

Blueberry and Strawberry🍓,

Macaroni and  Pepperoni,

Apple and Pineapple🍎🍍,
These are the food,
which you should eat.

There on the table,

are large Eggs🥚,

with cold Sausages.
So let's sit and Eat it,

Not much but little bit.

-TULIKA TIWARI

IMMENSE CREATURE

Abruptly something was approaching🗲,
I didn't know what was it.

I was agile and it got erupted🏃,
I edged forward ,
and suddenly got embedded.

I saw something oozing the river🌊,
It was immense.
I got very frightened.

So, I did dance💃,
with a step called glance.

-TULIKA TIWARI

POEM WRITING CLUBS

Service to fellow beings in mind,
spreading goodwill in words and in kind.
Poem Writing Clubs are spread far and wide,
The pencils with which we are able to write,
will go and slide.

Poem Writing Clubs are the best,
in which I had went was in the west.
I wrote this in light,
don't think that it is still night.

My all friends are here,
So many friends.
They also did something in these all,
Poem Writing Clubs.
That's why we all are called,
small-small cubs.

-TULIKA TIWARI

DRIVING MY CAR

What a wonderful feeling it is,

To go for a drive by my car🚙.

So, I am going for a drive by my car🚘,

My mind is totally relaxed,

Especially when I go really far. 

But this time , I couldn't go very far.

Because I ran out of fuel⛽,

And still thought that I was cool.

I had my sunglasses on😎,

And I did very big yawn🥱.

As it was time of dawn🌅,

I again went to bed🛏,

And that's all I said.

-TULIKA TIWARI

THREE LITTLE KITTENS

Three little kittens of Coconut –

Aang , Korra and Roku,

With whom we play all the day,

With different toys in a new way.

Roku loves playing paw ball⚽,

Played with small orange ball🏀.

Aang is a “Mommy's Cat”,

Korra is called “The Real Cat🐈”,

and unforgettable Roku,

with the shiny colour pitch-black.

These cats like silence,

Like in a library with many books📚,

And that’s how these cats look.

When in the evening, these cats are sleeping🛌,

Meanwhile me and my sister are peeping.

These kittens like staying at home🏡,

Good for me, as it stops my boredom.

They stave off my loneliness,

Don’t forget, they do make some mess😅.

-TULIKA TIWARI

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SONG

(September, October , November ,December )

 

We all remember,

Your Birthday comes in (Month name),

We all would like to wish you!

 

Happy Birthday! ,

Happy Birthday! ,

Happy Birthday (Name)!

Cakes with candles on top,

Do you like lolipop?

You are (Age) years,

Don't shine your tears.

Happy Birthday (Name)!

Happy Birthday (Name)!

Happy Birthday (Name)!

 

-TULIKA TIWARI

THE DOG 

I found a Dog🐶,

on the way to log. 

The log was hollow.

The Dog said to follow,

the single,

But it was mingle.

The Dog told me ,

to sing him a story,

of Tinker Bell.

As he loved lots of bells🔔,

with his famous well.

so then I sang,

"There lived one girl,

named Tinker Bell.

near a famous well.

in a pond🚣,

with a Magic wand."

-TULIKA TIWARI

mingle- to mix up

HUMANITY IS REALITY 

Definition of Humanity,

is being a Human's quality.

 

For others you’re caring,

Whenever possible you’re helping.

This is extra-ordinary humanity,

Portrayed by you beautifully.

 

We all are Human,

And bounded with relation.

But what about the life,

When we have dirty fight.

 

Giving pain to birds and animals🐦🐑,

Doing Environmental pollution.

Fighting on religions,

Making so much confusion.

 

Humans are dying,

People are crying,

From all the pain,

Stop this and let it drain.

Crime and violence🗡,

As never seen before.

Murder for no reason at all,

Rape, innocent victims screaming out.

 

When we realize,

the quality of life.

We should be kind,

and love without end price.

We need to look further,

Before time runs out.

We only have one more chance,

To make our lives better.

 

Don't give in to humanity's selfish plight,

Make the decisions which for yourselves are right.

 

Humanity is the Reality

-TULIKA TIWARI

ACHIEVEMENT AND APPRECIATION CERTIFICATE FOR MY POEM

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ACHIEVEMENT AND APPRECIATION CERTIFICATE FOR MY POEM

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MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS ACROSS CULTURES

In ancient Egypt and Greece,

Musician played Lyre,

to accompany songs and poetry.

The huge variety of instruments ranges🎵,

from drums to rattles or triangles.

String Instrument in India is Sitar.
In foreign, there are Viola and Violin🎻,

Banjo and Electric Guitar🎸,

Bass and Mandolin.

Bowed string instruments originated in Arabia,

In a modern Orchestra,

The string section is made of,

The members of the Violin Family.

Keyboard Instruments are🎹,

Harpsichord and Electronic keyboard𝅘𝅥𝅰𝅘𝅥𝅲,

Harmonium and Accordion𝆔𝆕,

Synthesizer and Organ♪𝅘𝅥,

Piano and Casio♯𝅘𝅥𝅯.

Percussion Instruments in India

are Mridangam and Harmonium,

Dholak and Dholki,

Foreign have Xylophone , bells and Drum🕭,

Bongo , Gong and Conga🥁.

The short, dry sound of wooden percussion,

a feature of dance music - South American.

Many instruments including xylophone,

produce a definite musical note,

or emphasize a rhythm.

Drums are found worldwide,

In African Music, They're important traditionally,

which is exciting and complex rhythmically.

In India we have Veena, Uddukai,

Tabla, Tanpura,

Thavil and Shehnai, etc.

Early brass instruments names are,

The Cornett - A wooden trumpet🎺,

The Serpent - A brass Cornett.

Flute is also Indian,

Played by Shri Krishnan.

Veena and Sitar were,
played by Saraswati Ji,
This is the Indian History.

Other instruments are Trombone,

Tambourine and Vibraphone,

Cornet and Double horn,

Tuba and Tenor horn,

Cor Anglais and Panpipes,

Wooden Piccolo and Oboe,

Baritone saxophone and Bassoon🎷,

Shakuhachi, Modern and Wooden Flute.

-TULIKA TIWARI

MY FRIENDS

A lot of my friends are introvert,

Whereas some are extrovert .

One doesn’t clean all the messy pile,

And other one is ailurophile🐱.

My comrade, who is a teacher’s pet👭,

From whom jealous is the whole class ,

And my pal with whom I enjoy doing time pass 🎨.

A few are MC, Valorant , FF, BGMI gamers🎮,

While others are underrated youtubers 🟥.

A few are “ piro ” at spamming📄,

And some who spend their whole day singing🎤.

A lot of them are Army - BTS fan💜,

A few for Jennie and Lisa who stan.

Some are potter head and weeb ,

And some prefer watching,

Amazon Prime over Netflix instead🎥.

Even after making some of my mates fool😵,

They still think they’re cool😉.

-TULIKA TIWARI

                                    HAPPY BIRTHDAY SONG

It's a birthday time,

of mine , mine, mine.

So let's everybody,

clap, clap, clap.

So that our palms,

would calm.

It's a birthday time,

of mine , mine, mine.

So let's everybody,

tap, tap, tap.

So that I would get,

a beautiful birthday map!

-TULIKA TIWARI

SUMMARY WRITING

Grab your necessary stationery,

To write the summary📝,

of this poem.

First draw the page's boundary📋,

Then think something imaginary.

Also, Use a dictionary📔,

Kept in the shelves of any library.

To write and improve your vocabulary,

Of the words in the given glossary.

Oof , I made a lot of mess,

and this is not less.

So much to do, So little time,

How do I keep all this in line?

I'll find a way to make all this fine!

Oh Wow! Did that rhyme?

Alas! The solution has come to my mind,

Organizing will get me out of this bind.

-TULIKA TIWARI

IN THE NIGHT OF A DOLL

In the night of a doll,
I am very small,
but the buildings are tall.
I need a stall,
to open the shops,
as the grasshopper hops.
"Hip Hip Hooray!,
What happened to my good day?",
As it was night time,
I was sleeping,
with my cute, little doll.
She just told me,
to get up and roll.
So, that she would,
learn the same step.
Just near my and her doorstep.

-TULIKA TIWARI

चिड़िया 

चिड़िया करती चू - चू 🐥,

जैसे चूड़ियाँ मम्मी की। 

सुबह सवेरे सूरज की किरणों🌞,

से पहले उठ जाती ,

न जाने क्या - क्या गाती । 

सुरीली कितनी आवाज तुम्हारी ,

तुम तो हो पेड़ों की राजकुमारी । 

लकड़ी , रस्सी जोड़ - जोड़कर,

अपना  घर बनाती🏡 । 

धूप , वायु , बारिश , दुश्मन से ☔

अपना परिवार बचाती । 

डाल पे डाल खूब है जाती ,

मस्ती भी तो खूब मचाती। 

पेड़ों पर कूदती ,

फड़फड़ाकर  उड़ जाती । 

कभी पानी में नहाती ,
एक -एक करके दाने खाती । 

सारे दाने चुगजाती ,

लंबी दौड़ खूब लगाती। 

कभी- कभी डरते - डरते ,

फड़ -फड़ाकर उड़ जाती। 

पंख फैलाकर आसमान में ,
यहाँ से वहाँ उड़के जाती ,

वहाँ से यहाँ उड़के आती। 

चू - चू करके चिड़िया आती ,

अपना नाच खूब दिखाती। 

शाम से पहले घर आ जाती ,

खूब महनत करके ,

बच्चों के लिए दाना लाती । 

-तूलिका तिवारी

EXTINGUISHING THE FLAMES

The fire added fuel to the flames🔥,

People yelped and started to hustle.

Firefighters managed their time🛱,

by coming little early and🚒,

continuing the flow of my poem's rhyme.

They told hold your horses!

Beware of those lichens and mosses.

Some people started fainting and felt smothered,

and started talking about the next procedure.

Firefighters told save your breath!

and keep your chin up!

They started walking hand in hand,

and kept pouring the sand.

While others said give it your best shot!

to pull your socks up!

The fire started smouldering,

Some people started counting their blessings,

Somehow the firefighters brought good ending.

-TULIKA TIWARI

A पकेला केला

(Hindi + English Poem)

A पकेला केला 🍌,
was थकेला,
घूम ing,
with two चेला,
But अकेला,
So, his legs were दुखेला,
Now, telling this poem to everyone,
The पकेला केला is टपकेला | 

-तूलिका तिवारी

THRILLING CIRCUS

A journey by the bus🚌,

Took us to a circus🎪,

Where some performances were funny,

But others were dangerous.

Some performed acrobatics💃,

Others jumped from high swings.

A motorcyclist rode inside a huge iron dome🏍,

And said, “Don’t try this at home🏡.”

Dogs jumped through the rings of fire🔥,

By which everyone started to admire.

Everyone always remembers such thrilling shows,

About which only the audience knows.

-TULIKA TIWARI

THE GIGANTIC SILKWORM

There was a silky, gigantic silkworm🐛,

Who sat on a sticky leaf🍂,

and watching the scenery,

full of greenery.

When it was dark,

It didn’t go to home🏡,

And did some work.

Went for a visit somewhere,

Saw a bee making honey in her beehive🐝,

Silkworm asked let’s do hi-five.

Snake in a dusty hole,

Silkworm was scared about snake🐍,

Because it will eat him whole.

It saw a moth,

From 90 degree angle,

And then got hurt from a cloth,

And got tangled.

Also dreaming of breathing,

Oxygen in lungs,

By looking at Jack and Jim,

Even when it was dark and dim.

Silkworm thought, “Whether a clown is a noun”,

If yes, Silkworm will discover whole town.

A lot of Money and jewellery fell from sky🌆,

Silkworm said, “How from so high?”,

Others said he got lottery,

But then later he understood,

It was the stuff of robbery.

-TULIKA TIWARI