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Poems 

Don't worry                                                                 By Iffarah hayat

Your exams are near but do not fear

Read this and work on time
Leave all the rest, after doing your best
Don’t make a sound; don't look around;
Don’t leave line and remember to sign;
Write always neat and never cheat
Then, I assure you; you will succeed.



 My school                                                                         By Rabita tariq                                                   

Eight periods we face

In painful taste
Math, Urdu, English, F.Q
How we survive you can view
PT is the most favourite
As we don't get any grade
But I love my school
As it is very cool!



Arfa Qareem                                                                   By Natasha Abasi 

  She was born to fulfil her dreams

She became very famous at the age of nine
The poems she wrote were very fine
She was the youngest M.C.P of the world
She was an inspiration for all the girls
She received many awards in a very small age
She got a chance to meet Bill Gates
She had a very beautiful and melodious voice
M.C.S.D .net was her dream of life
She was the brave daughter of Pakistan
Want to build digicon valley in Pakistan
She got so much fame in a certain age
Than one gets it after saying for 40 years
And so many difficulties they faced
Whenever I gaze her grave,
The rain of tears comes from my eyes 
 

May Allah keeps her soul in paradise. 





Books                                                                            By Sadiya malik(website owner)                                                                



Books are our real friends

They show us new trends

By reading books what do we gain?

More knowledge inside our brain

By reading books we are in good company

So buy them in some amount of money

There are so many types of books

All are different in looks

Some of the books explains us science

And some explains how to daw mathematical lines

Then go to the home of books called libraries

And please don't eat their strawberries.

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BEE                                                                                                By Sadiya Malik (website owner) (published)(10yrs)

Yesterday i saw one bee was flying on my knee

Just little shorter by my key

She fought at me

I was screamed but why did you now!

Because I was bitten by a bee

But it was little fun!

Because it was in my dreamy bun!

 

 

The most emotional poem 

 

I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead.
I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
I didn’t drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should.
I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you were always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of sight.

As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I’d get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road
the other car didn’t see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say,
the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I’m the one who will pay.
I’m lying here dying, Mom. I wish you’d get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom, I’ll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn’t drink.
It was the others, Mom. The others didn’t think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is he drank and I will die.

Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life.
I’m feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don’t think it’s fair.
I’m lying here dying and all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom, put “Daddy’s Girl” on my grave.
Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I’m becoming very scared.
Please don’t cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye.
I didn’t drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?

This is the end, mom, I wish I could look you in the eye,
To say these final words, mom, I love you and goodbye.


                                                                             

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