Summer Haiku By Marufa Tudor
Calm butter flys rest, Mandevillas sway about, Delicios choclate.
Sun shines around, Busy bees flapps away, Guests does quests.
By Marufa Tudor
The Mossy By Marufa Tudor
The handlebar is overgrown by irritating ivy,wildly growing like a child in spring.
The dirty leather of the saddle,making it crusty.Cobwebs invading the bottom of the seat,which attracts spiders.
The filthy wheels is screaming the words “Clean Me”but nobody cares,as they laugh uncontrollably at the bike,wishing to be rode.
The bikes pedals has a layer of birds morning poops with a bit of dirt mixed in.Nobody dares touches this bike even if they have to.
A mossy,rusty and filthy old bike,which had been left on the birch,it creeks if moved like the history of World War l.
You Are a…
You are a dazzling diamond hidden away from civilisation.
You are a shimmering sapphire sailing in a boat to the Duke of Edinburgh.
You are a hurricane clearing to become a rainbow.
You are a firework bursting into colours.
You are a lightning bolt glowing like the sun.
You are a angel trying to ignite the light and let it shine.
You are a champion fiercer then a tiger.
You are a celebrity in your own way.
You are assassin assassinating anyone in your way.
You are a ball hiding in the bushes away from your owners.
You are a fearless fighter in the U.S.A in the war.
You are a ballerina perfecting every move.
You are a part of a million dreams.
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