Yet Another Assignment!!!!!

How to Tell Wild Animals

H: How to recognize if an animal is wild?

O: On this blog, you'll find some ways, tested and tried.

W: Weasels pray on animals, larger than themselves

T: Toads can jump about as high as elves

O: Octopi have got 3 hearts, yes they do! 

T: Tigers will pounce from behind, you'll have no clue

E: Emperor Penguins are cuddly and proud

L: Ladybugs have got spots like small and round clouds.

L: Lions measure more that 3 meters about

W: Wasps will sting so hard, you'll shout a loud shout

I: Iguanas look like dragons and can change their colours

L: Lemurs that are new born, cling to the back of the mothers

D: Dragonflies are colourful and fast and agile flyers

A: Aardvarks eat ants (yuck!) and are expert diggers!

N: Narwhals live in the sea, they are sea unicorns

I: Ibex are wild goats, they have got curved horns

M: Mandrills are monkeys, with pretty, colourful faces

A: Ants work in colonies, leaving tiny foot traces

L: Leatherback sea turtles are the world's largest ones

S: Sea otters hold hands and sleep, oh! so much affection!

We were now given an assignment to write an acrostic poem on 'How to Tell Wild Animals'. I hope you like this poem, and find it useful in cases of dangerous situations ;)

Don't forget to comment and follow! Thanks!

Another Assignment...

Importance of Green Revolution

It was 1947 when India gained independence
The cruel Britishers had been finally chased away
The freedom fighters helped achieve this feat
Along with the locals who also joined the fray
 
Next, Green Revolution took place
It was during the 20th century
Agriculture and farming greatly improved
Because of newer seeds and machinery
 
Irrigation was made much more efficient
So were threshing and winnowing
Seeds now produced a higher yield per hectare
Framers had received a blessing!
 
The farmers could now earn more
This increased income of the primary sector
The GDP of India had greatly improved
Better crops are being delivered
 
The lives of farmers is now much better
They are able to feed themselves and their family
Green Revolution has ensured economic development
It has been printed on the pages of Indian history

Again... The school asked us to make a poem on the importance of Green Revolution in the economic development of India... Let me know your thoughts on this poem. Is there anything you would like me to make better? Also, I have introduced a new label that reads 'School'. It includes the poems that I have made for school assignments, assemblies, etc. (Just so you know!)

Thank you!

My First Poem Ever

A Bow that is Pretty

My grades are not high

But they are low, low, low

That's because I need a 

pretty bow, bow, bow.

The bow should be pink 

and blue, blue, blue

And it should be very

pretty too, too, too

Then my grades will surely

get high, high, high

And I will look like a 

cutie pie, pie, pie.

There you go! On Ki's request, I have published my first poem ever. I fear my blog will go extinct if I publish poems like this ;) Thank goodness I've got my readers to help me grow. What was your first poem? Don't forget to let me know down in the comments!

Thank you!

How It All Started

We were given an assignment in school,

'Create a poem using your creativity'

The topic had already come to my mind.

I had thought 'A Bow that is Pretty!'

Now, the poem seems a little lame.

Obviously, I was only a kiddie.

My pencil flew across the page.

Ta- da! The poem was ready!

My teacher mentioned it specially!

Could be, she liked it a lot.

I began developing interest,

I started making poems with simply a thought.

My parents guided me to the next step.

My very own blog, yes, mine!

I had fallen in love with (making) poems.

The idea suited me just fine.

September was the month it started.

I was feeling giddy inside.

It was christened 'Mahi's Words'

My heart had swollen with pride.

Its been 2 years now.

My blog has gained popularity (I hope!)

I feel happy the way it started

with 'A Bow that is Pretty'

Yes, this is how it started. I was in the fifth grade, with Tanya ma'am as our English teacher. She gave birth to my love for making poems. My parents? They took it forward. Kudos to all of them. Of course, also to all my lovely readers who have supported me so far!

(Ironically, I absolutely hate understanding poems written by superlyamazingly deep poets, like Robert Frost. Not that he is not great, just doesn't suit my mood. You too? Mention in the comments below!) 

Thank you!