Look,look,look, don t steal my book, stealing is shame, Rahul is my name, My Poems are my fame, I love them, hope you do the same.
The morning sun rice brings, the day s shine springs, to a new day, as it is a spring day, and hope for every day.
the symbol of love, the symbol of my love, I didn t built it, but I sure love it.
Say hello,say bye, we all leave you, but love you, don t be sad, but be glad, that we are here, be without fear, my dear,my dear.
The water vapours up, when the sun shines up, because it heats up, the water droplets, then the clouds gather s up, then the rains up, children play and jump, but I write poems.
Teacher s day celebration , SARVE PALLE RADHA KRISHNAN , students share their expression, through this celebration, teacher s show teir emotion, all due to this celebration .
The thoughts I have, are the dreams of mine, I think of ways to make them real, but have obstacles here, though the obstacles, as I solve them as simple puzzles, I enjoy my dreams come true, and hope your dreams be too.
My dear mother, look at the weather, wheather it is better, let s play together.
Windoor,windoor, beside my door, give me some wind, from out door.