The POV of a Criminal

Tip- toe, tip- toe, I get in.

Hush! I shouldn't make a noise.

This and that, maybe a little more.

There, my work is done.

Suddenly I hear it,

The sound of my doom.

Quick, quick, GET OUT!!!

Run, run, don't stop now.

Safe! I am safe! I truly am safe!

I am sort of, er, famous

How?

I am all over the newspaper!

This is how my life is.

AAAHHH!!! (Sorry for shouting your ears off😅) I wrote my first free verse. Do let me know in the comments below if you feel it was nice.

Talking about the poem, this is similar to 'The POV of a Cricket Ball'. You guess whose point of view this is, and get a chance to feature in my next poem! (Pahal didi, if you are reading this, caution! You won't get a chance this time *waggles finger playfully😉*)

Lately, I've become so obsessed with writing POVs, that I've even created a label for it. 

Mahi's Words: SOMETHING NEW!!! (mahipens.blogspot.com)

Comment ☝🏻, whose POV you want me to write on next!

Thank you!

Independence Day 2021

आज़ादी का अमृत महोत्सव

आज तिरंगा फहराता है, अपनी पूरी शान से,

आजादी मिली हमें, वीरो के बलिदान से।

आज़ादी की थी हमारी, १०० साल की लडाई, 

तब से आज तक की भारत ने, बहुत ऊंची चढाई।

स्वतंत्रता मिली हमें , सत्य और अहिंसा अपनाकर,

अंग्रेज़ो को भगा दिया, भारत की मिट्टी चखाकर।

सारे जहां से अच्छा, है ये हिंदुस्तान हमारा, 

ये बात हमने है थानी, न बनेंगे गुलाम दोबारा।

भारत के उत्तर में है, हिमालय विशाल 

दक्षिण में है हिंद महासागर, भारत की मिसाल।

हमें हमारी मातृभूमि से मिला इतना प्यार है 

हमारा झंडा लहराये, क्योकि भारत ही हमारा संसार है।

Hi there! I know I am a little too late to post an independence day poem. But I was so wrapped up in other things, it completely slipped my mind. (Did I mention, I made this poem for an assembly at school?)

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The POV of a Cricket Ball

Swisshh! There, I am thrown

Incoming! I am almost there

Ouch, I go flying through the air

The shouting from the giants has grown

A young giant finally holds me

He's going nuts for sure

The crowd is waiting, waiting for more

Oh! How I wish I could be free!

Going, coming, here and there

Instead of always getting hurt

and giants rubbing me on their shirt

Oh! How I wish, no one cared

But this, my friends, is my destiny

It is what I am made for

This problem of mine? Has no cure

Very well, at least I help shape history.

There. Its been almost a month since I posted a new poem. Whose point of view do you think this is? Here's a hint: Only a small thing would call something bigger a giant! Do let me know in the comments below. The one who gets it correct, gets a feature in one of my upcoming poems!!! 

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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 ;)

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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!

Personalities

There are as many people in the world

As many on Earth there are creatures

Humans have different personalities,

Along with distinctive features.

Some are sharp like my sister, Pahal,

Or like my friend, Durva, are humorous.

Some trust only one to keep secrets.

While some others have confidantes numerous!

Some like to write poems or stories,

Others want to paint and draw.

Some are aspiring engineers

Others are interested in law

Some people are quiet and silent

Some are superouslyultra- jumpy

Some want to visit Paris

Others go for Hampi!

We should respect everyone's qualities

They are, after all, humans only

Never ignore anyone around you

Make sure that they don't feel lonely

Let them know you care

'Cause everyone is their own self

Encourage their special talents

Don't forget to be yourself!

Hey there! I hope you liked the poem. As promised, the winner of the  riddle from my previous poem, Durva has been given a special mention. So has Pahal who made several attempts. If want to get featured, look out for my upcoming poems! You might get a chance yourself. Don't forget to tell me which line of my poem matches your personality. And if none does, mention it down!

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The Small Little Things

A walk by the beach

A chocolate to eat

A game of cards

A bird that goes 'tweet'!

A little poetry

A genuine like

A friend to share secrets with

A peaceful mountain hike

A laugh now and then

A little TV time

A coo from a baby

A tinkling wind chime

A lick from a puppy

A kiss from a cat

These small things make me happy

No reason, just like that :)

Making this poem made me feel giddy inside, I would like to thank Ki for giving me this topic and always supporting me. 

And now you have a chance of appearing in my future poem. The first person to solve the riddle below and comment gets a feature in any upcoming poem. (That is if I know you!)

What is the shortest word that is a sentence in itself on the English language?

Be true and don't google it!

Thank you!

The Wildest Fantasies

Have you ever thought or imagined,

how humans with 4 eyes would look?

or if animals could talk and speak,

and so could our beloved books!

If we could fly oh so high

and talk to non living things

Or lived in the blue sky,

with pigeons as our kings!

If we had 8 days in a month,

and 2 in each week,

if lions were afraid of rats,

so tiny, timid and meek?

If we were born with white hair,

and our mouth had replaced our nose,

If lotuses were an ugly green,

and we could find a golden rose!

Imagining doesn't hurt no one,

It is the key to many a-door,

It helps me write poems like this,

and makes me wild more!

What is your wildest fantasy? Riding unicorns? Or is it eating transparent popcorn? Do let me know in the comments below! Don't forget comment and subscribe for frequent updates!

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