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Preethi Sejal Poem
“Hello! Mr. Mighty elephant”said a tiny, little rabbit.
“oh!hello!miss.tiny,little rabbit” said the elephant in surprise
“can this tiny , little soul take a ride on your back?”
Said the rabbit who was nice& wise
“oh! Sure! It would’nt make much difference if you’re present on my back” said Mr. mighty.
Thank you ! for the kindness sir
Through the woods
And the rivers
I promise not for you to get bored
As I would try my best
Said the rabbit to the elephant.
(through the journey)
Oh! How lucky are small creatures,
They are kept as pets & pampered
Oh! How unlucky are we
Said the mighty to the minny
Oh! Don’t tell me that
You want to be as small as me,
I can’t believe,
Being like me is a sin ,
Cause in all the battles the opponents win
Said the little rabbit to the elephant
What are talking?
Being like you is a sin !
Being a small & a cute creature,
You should always wear a grin
You have cute face & a little chin
I am so fat & ugly
I wish to be like you
Everyone get scared of me
I don’t know what did I do?
Said the elephant to the rabbit
As a crow was passing by
& heard the talk,
The wise crow said “ you both should
Be happy about yourself,
Because no one in this world
can replace your capabilities,
being mighty is great &being a minny too
cause each one is a gem…
who has been shaped by the god ,
look at me ,
I am black,
I have a screechy voice,
Crock-crock!
Do I ever worry?
I feel I can sing the best
As no one can screech better than me!
I feel I am a black beauty”
Said the crow and flew away.
Both elephant & rabbit
Realized they were wrong,
The rabbit got down,
As her journey was done
Said both creatures at once
We are the best
In our own way
And they too went away
With a bye bye!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Copyright © Preethi Sejal | Year Posted 2013
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The one who loves you who is:
As sweet as honey dew,
As bright as sunshine,
And as pure as divine.
Is the lovely mother
who can do anything for you,
And always be with you.
She is the one
who makes you confident,
In every difficult situation,
Or when you are in confusion
or in tension
Let me again mention
It is the lovely mother
So friends,
I would like like to tell a
secret to you...
The most favorite
gift of your mother,
Is none other than you..........
Keep smiling & she will too.......
By,
Jeju...
Copyright © Preethi Sejal | Year Posted 2012
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So beautiful innocence is....
To not know the elder's word,
To wake up to color,joy,and splendor...
Where did those days go?
When we all were together,
Where did those days go?
When we all sang together,
Dancing inside the room,
with doors closed....
Where did those days go?
when we all meant the world to each other...
Growing gives a strange wisdom,
one which teaches you to love with conditions...
What happens to people?
for they cannot love purely...
For all they know is to be practical...
''Practical'' is the head my friend...
Not your heart.
Its the heart that resides passion,
compassion and love...not your head!
Life if a blast of colors...
Don't make it white or black...
Copyright © Preethi Sejal | Year Posted 2016
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life is beautiful,
we should make it useful,
hence be dutiful
to make this life meaningful & fruitful
Have no disappointment
and forget all your discontainment
Only and only have enjoyment
and refreshment
Life is beautiful
Live it with a gracious smile
Let no tears come your way
Let this life only have
sweetness and gay.......
Enjoy :
every moment,
every second ,
as we can't get time back,
we should live this moment
to our fullest,
I tell you once and once again
LIFE IS BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!
Copyright © Preethi Sejal | Year Posted 2012
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The silence says....
Quietness in nature
is a voice on its own,
Discipline is in nature is a constitution as a whole,
The sunshine says to be cheerful and gay
the moonlight reminds us to keep the calmness
always in the way....
Fear is soul's mirage
and heart 's cage..
but bravery is the medicine to break your wings
and shows you a way.
Rain is the tears for pain
but rainbow is the color of courage...
So truly said....
quietness is nature is a voice on its own.......
Copyright © Preethi Sejal | Year Posted 2015
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Life contains many phases of which childhood is the best,
There are no expectations and no pressures,
This is the time where we can enjoy to our fullest,
We meet friends,
enjoy together,
learn things together,
That we remember forever.
Life is an adventure
A treasure that can't be measured ,
An irreplacable pleasure,
As children make this world a greater place to live in,
Which is why they are said to be the
living form of the divine.......
By,
Jeju
Copyright © Preethi Sejal | Year Posted 2012
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When the notes of life swing up and down....
I sat wondering
in a lonely place.....
Is life is related to music...
Those wonderful sounds that went through my ears.....
made me think.....for what is it trying to convey...
then I realise and
hold a pen .....
and it goes like this....
Meaning in melody,
Sweetness in singers,
Love in lines,
Expression in verses,
Discipline in voice,
As the tune of life,
Lyric of feelings,
Notes of people,
Instruments of behavior,
A rhythm in the brain
to forget all pain,
Music has life.....
Music rejoices life... :)
Copyright © Preethi Sejal | Year Posted 2013
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life is like different colours
like many different flowers
happiness, sadness and sometimes tears,
enjoy all the colours because
the mixture of many colours makes
a colourful bright art
which is nothing but life,
let this life
be as beautiful as the
prettist garden in the world
and let the colour of happiness
bloom into a great flower
And may god shower an you
many good things........
HOPING........that
your life should
have bright,happy & great colours in it.....................
Copyright © Preethi Sejal | Year Posted 2012
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Did it all matter, my tears on the broken toys, when I was 6?
On my fights with that other girl who was supposedly my worst enemy, when I was 8?
Did it all matter, those comparisons on height and weight, when I was 12?
All of the insecurities about the pimples on my face, when I was 15? Did it all matter?
All of those wasted tears on that guy, whose story we never really tell?
Tears rolled down so easily then, all those times that I now realize din't matter.. Why? Just, why don't those tears roll down now, when I know this matters, when I want to cry and let out the pain?
Why don't those tears just fall off and make me feel a little lighter?
Funny how, we've stopped asking for happiness, all we want is a little less pain
-Preethi??
Copyright © Preethi Sejal | Year Posted 2019
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When I closed my eyes and looked within,
I'm surprised to see my dragons smile.
'Coz fire was around,
Storm had passed,
Lightening had struck
And their wings were nearly broken...
But still they're looking eye to eye.
Telling me, Mother I'm fine.
Telling me,
We can conquer the skies.
Copyright © Preethi Sejal | Year Posted 2017
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