I was all dark and black
But something I used to lack
With my color, I was fed
So I wished to be all red.
Everyone told me, I was a silly fellow
So I changed myself to yellow
But then I felt quite mean
Because with jealousy I turned green
After all this, I had no clue
With sadness I turned blue
At last, I fell into a dark sack,
Finally I came back to being my dear black
This was an impromptu rhyme I came up with while attending a workshop on telling stories to kindergarten kids conducted by Dr.Vatsala Iyengar ... Haven't made much edits to my original draft
But something I used to lack
With my color, I was fed
So I wished to be all red.
Everyone told me, I was a silly fellow
So I changed myself to yellow
But then I felt quite mean
Because with jealousy I turned green
After all this, I had no clue
With sadness I turned blue
At last, I fell into a dark sack,
Finally I came back to being my dear black
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This was an impromptu rhyme I came up with while attending a workshop on telling stories to kindergarten kids conducted by Dr.Vatsala Iyengar ... Haven't made much edits to my original draft
congos..... its awesomeeeeeee :)
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
DeleteIt's nice when they just roll off the tongue isn't it?
ReplyDeleteYes it surely is!
DeleteIt was very spontaneous. I wrote it in just 5 mins or so.
ha...playful rhyme today...def has nice flow though...and a great pic of the cat too...
ReplyDeleteThanks Brian :)
DeleteLove the cat, and the rhyme...some of poets' best work is spontaneous and written in little time. Nice!
ReplyDeleteThank you J :)
Deletefun, red, black, yellow...
ReplyDeletethey are colorful and beautiful.
a colorful fun is passed around.
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