Aryaman Naik

Aryaman Naik Poems

Aryaman, the Poet
Moved from the MIG Colony in Bandra
To Sion’s Kalpataru building so tall
That his hands touched the azure blue sky.
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A cat and a bat
Were sitting on a large mat,
Trying to make dinner
Of a small, little rat.
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Members of the cat family
All run very gracefully.
Jaguars eat birds in nests
But never eat pests.
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There was a silly ghost
eating chocolate toast
he ate till he was fat
like the size of a mat
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Da cat, da rat, da bat
Rolling on a mat
Holding their paws together
Formed a quartet band
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The day the cat
and the bat
ate the rat
'Now peace b'coz we don't need to fight
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Once upon a time,
There lived in India
A prolific writer of verse
He wrote poems so fast
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A small little mouse
Scampering all over the house
Being chased by a ginger cat
Dressed up in a bow-tie 'n bowler hat
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I saw Ajoba
Not keeping well,
Lying in bed
How long I can’t tell.
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Feeling lonely one day
I decided to make friends only today.
I said to all:
Let’s go to the big, food mall.
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Cat, Bat and Rat
Formed All-India Motley Party
And stood for Election;
Can and Pan
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Hi Aryaman, the Poet,
Suddenly, there is no e-mail from you.
I wonder if you are caught up in a duet
Or gone on holiday to beaches of Phuket.
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A little and clever mouse
Roamed all about the house
And scared everyone
Of the louse.
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Rain, Rain
Don't come again,
And eclipse the sun
On days on end.
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The Bard of Bandra, the Cynosure of Sion,
You forget your password so very often
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Oh ID to ID
Will you stay for long
So I can stay with you?
Or you'll go away as soon as I hear ting-tong?
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I would prefer not to eat
Bakra, Bakri, Rooster or Hen
For they look better dressed
Sitting in their pen.
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Did you know?
Jaguars climb trees
But never ever eat even peas.
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Aryaman Naik Biography

I live in Mumbai, India and am studying in the 5th class. When I am not playing computer games, I am writing poems. I like lyrical and rhyming poems. Cat, bat and rat are my favorite topic. I also like to write short stories which my friends often describe as long stories.)

The Best Poem Of Aryaman Naik

Ghost Who Ate Buttered Toast

Aryaman, the Poet
Moved from the MIG Colony in Bandra
To Sion’s Kalpataru building so tall
That his hands touched the azure blue sky.

On his first night in the new house
He had a sweet dream,
After eating at dinner
A Totapuri mango with white sour cream.

He saw a very large house
That looked spooky and dark
With all its doors and windows wide open
Making creaking sounds until the following morn.

A friendly ghost lived in the house
And kept bats and mice for company.
When the sun came out
The ghost would say
“Am I hungry! Time for breakfast,
Thank God or Goblin, at very long last! ”

“After all the hard work I do at night,
I must have two fried eggs
With the sunny side up
And a loaf of fresh brown bread.”

“For, I am a Ghost
Who loves nothing more than eggs
And a thin spread of my bats and mice
On a thickly buttered, crisp and golden toast.”

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catherine 08 February 2018

i dont like you sad face

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