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    Poems are as! Maska e *Cute_Fairy*
    Anėtarėsuar
    11-03-2004
    Vendndodhja
    London
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    72

    Words

    Hi is me Marinla Reka

    There are going to be a selection of poems that I have chosen. All of my poems are published!!

    "Words"This poem is published in the antology "When Time Moves On"





    Words

    Playing with words
    It’s a wonderful game that I enjoy always
    The words are very helpful to me
    I can use them in different ways

    When I play with words
    I try to make sure I play the game right
    Because if I say one wrong word
    It can get me into a fight

    Words are always very kind to me
    They seem to help me a lot
    They shall never desert me
    And play with my mind they will not

    With those incredible words
    I can write about zombies and the dead
    It will scare you so much
    You will wet your bed

    With those amazing words I can write poems
    About like, love, anger or hate
    I can write about feelings and my family
    And of course about my best mate

    With words I can make a wonderful speech
    So I can become a primer minister at the age of ten
    But if I become a prime minister
    Tony Blear would be jealous then

    With words I can do so many things
    But I must always be careful with what I say
    If I don’t know how to use them properly
    I can hurt someone’s feelings every day

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    Poems are as! Maska e *Cute_Fairy*
    Anėtarėsuar
    11-03-2004
    Vendndodhja
    London
    Postime
    72
    Would mum teach me like this?This poem is published in the anthology "A Treasure Trove Of Verse" on the 30th April 2007



    Would mum teach me like this?

    All the time run around
    And never keep still
    When you don’t want to go to school
    Pretend you are ill

    Eat all the sweets
    And leave vegetables behind
    Say spiteful words to people
    And never be kind

    Play tricks to your teachers
    And pretend it wasn’t you
    Be very naughty at school
    And bossy too

    Turn on the television
    And watch it all day
    Don’t do your homework
    Instead go out and play

    It’s to early for bed
    Stay awake and play with your game boy
    Don’t brush your teeth
    Just think your toothbrush is a toy

    Don’t share things with friends
    All ways be mean
    When someone needs help
    You act as like nothing was seen

    Wherever you are
    Push people around
    Don’t worry about rubbish
    Just throw it on the ground

    What do you think?
    Would mum teach me things like this?
    Or all this lessons
    She will dismiss?



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    Poems are as! Maska e *Cute_Fairy*
    Anėtarėsuar
    11-03-2004
    Vendndodhja
    London
    Postime
    72
    "My sleepover" "Weather" and “My temper”
    are in the book called “The Unknown Child”
    This book was published 2005.




    My temper

    Don’t mess with me
    Or my temper will raise
    And if that happens
    There will be scratches across your face

    My teeth rubbed together
    And I get angry
    It’s like the whole world
    It’s against me

    Hate it’s the only thing
    Which I don't want inside
    But what ever they say
    They won’t take away my pride.




    My sleepover

    I had a sleepover last night
    and my friend stayed at mine
    we were pretending to be old
    and we used apple juice as wine

    We were even pretending that
    we had babies of our own
    and it is getting better
    we also pretended we had a mobile phone

    We were even cooking pancakes
    But our finger got a burn
    That happened when
    The pancakes needed to turn

    We made a mess
    so we wiped the kitchen clean
    and then we were police girls
    and we were acting very mean

    We enjoyed that night
    and I hope it will come again
    My friend had to go home in the morning
    and that was such a shame

    And then another ordinary day came!!!!!!!!




    Weather

    Weather is sad
    when it is rain
    but you would be lucky
    if you were at home bus or train

    weather is angry
    when the wind comes down
    sometime it’s furious
    It can blow up a whole town

    weather is cold
    when it’s freezing and snows
    but it may be happy
    because it is christmas, who knows?

    weather is happy
    when the sun starts to rise
    The whole world looks
    beautiful and nice.

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    Poems are as! Maska e *Cute_Fairy*
    Anėtarėsuar
    11-03-2004
    Vendndodhja
    London
    Postime
    72
    The only thing I can do is write this………


    When I look at the people on the street begging
    I wish they had a better life and homes too
    I give them anything I find in my pocket
    There is nothing else I can possibly do

    When I think about all the ill people in the world
    My heart shrinks and gets small
    And I pray for them to get better
    No other things I can do at all

    I feel really sad and my heart becomes stone
    When I see people injured in war or maybe dead
    And I can’t do anything without getting involved
    All I can do is wish for the war to be over instead

    When I see the old and poorly all alone inside
    I wish that myself I could clone
    So I can make thousands of myself
    And stay with all of them so they wont be alone

    I don’t know what is wrong with this world
    It has so much injustice and selfishness
    I am powerless I cant change
    The only thing I can do is write this………

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    Poems are as! Maska e *Cute_Fairy*
    Anėtarėsuar
    11-03-2004
    Vendndodhja
    London
    Postime
    72
    "Letter To My Nan"This poem is published in the anthology"Broaden Your Horizons"




    Letter To My Nan

    I got a blank paper
    And started to write
    Out of the blue came a tear
    And I felt something inside

    I demanded the tear to go away
    “Because I have a problem and I don’t want you”
    But the tear said no
    “Because I have a problem too”

    I wanted to write down
    “That I miss my Nan you see”
    And the tear replayed
    “That’s the same problem with me”

    The tear and me
    Didn’t get along at all
    I wrote the letter and it would make it wet
    Every time it would fall

    “Oh you naughty tear,
    Why did you come out, did I say you can?’
    The tear says, “I am sad,
    Because I really miss my Nan”

    So me and the tear together
    Did not write much just a sentence or two
    “Nan! Please come and visit me
    Because I am really missing you.”

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    pease all over Maska e Kaēurrelsja
    Anėtarėsuar
    30-11-2003
    Vendndodhja
    Larg mamit dhe babit........
    Postime
    126
    nice..shum nice....
    CYA AROUND

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    Poems are as! Maska e *Cute_Fairy*
    Anėtarėsuar
    11-03-2004
    Vendndodhja
    London
    Postime
    72
    Citim Postuar mė parė nga Kaēurrelsja
    nice..shum nice....
    Thank you Dani.


    Diana

    I have a cousin
    and I call her for short Dani
    I think that she finds
    Every thing funny

    She always dressed
    In a very nice style
    I haven’t seen her
    for a while

    Her hair is curly
    But mine is so straight
    I lover her hair
    I think she is great

    Diana is such a nice person
    She makes me laugh a lot
    She also shouts at me
    But a horrible person she is not

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    Poems are as! Maska e *Cute_Fairy*
    Anėtarėsuar
    11-03-2004
    Vendndodhja
    London
    Postime
    72
    "Within Our Lives"First published in Great Britain in 2005 by SPOTLIGHT POETS
    ISBN 1 84077 142 9

    In this book i have 14 poems.
    "My Shadow...." "Christmas"and "Kind Words' They are three of them here.


    Christmas

    Snowflakes are falling on my head
    I have to go inside
    And snuggle in my warm bed.
    Looking at Christmas tree up in my room
    Staring outside at the snow and the moon
    Getting ready for my hot chocolate
    And eating the delicious food on my plate
    So many presents under the tree
    Oh, my goodness, there is so many for me!
    Snow fights are great for me and my friend
    Sometimes I wish Christmas would never end!


    My Shadow....

    Why does my shadow follow me everywhere?
    But I don’t mind because it is so quiet
    I do not even know if it is there
    If I run down below
    There will always be my shadow.
    Where ever I go you will see
    Just my shadow and me.
    My shadow and me go everywhere
    It follows me when the sun is there
    Sometimes my shadow is big, and sometimes small
    But most of the time it is very tall.
    Sometimes my shadow is fat and sometimes narrow
    And sometimes it is pointed like an arrow
    My Shadow is happy when the sun is there
    because it can play and go everywhere
    I saw my shadow in the middle of the night
    Yes, because it was the moon of light.


    Kind Words

    Kind words are like a honey,
    You don't have to buy them with money,
    You just say them one by one
    And the job is done.
    Kind words are really great,
    It is good to say them to your mate
    Even if it is too late.
    If you break up with someone,
    You just say a kind word, only one
    And then you have more fun.
    Kind words are the best medicine
    And treatment for the heart,
    You don’t need to buy them at the pharmacy,
    It is so easy to say them, it’s never hard
    Kind words are magic,
    If someone is sad,
    You only say one or two
    And at once they will be glad.
    Skedarėt e Bashkėngjitur Skedarėt e Bashkėngjitur

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    Poems are as! Maska e *Cute_Fairy*
    Anėtarėsuar
    11-03-2004
    Vendndodhja
    London
    Postime
    72

    Is Not My Fault At All

    I am superior and kind
    Nice, appreciated and tall
    I can sing and dance
    For that is not my fault at all

    I get along with everyone
    Even with kids that are very small
    I can make old people happy at once
    For that is not my fault at all

    I can write stories and poems
    My imagination is wild and runs up every wall
    On my face there is always a smile
    For that is not my fault at all

    So stop being jealous
    Because god made like this my soul
    I can’t stop people adoring me
    For that is not my fault at all

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    Poems are as! Maska e *Cute_Fairy*
    Anėtarėsuar
    11-03-2004
    Vendndodhja
    London
    Postime
    72
    "Little Ghost"This poem is very special to me because it is the first poem of mine that has been published and it has been published in 3 books so far.
    "Expressions from London & Home Counties 2005"
    "Within Our Lives"
    “The Unknown Child”



    Little Ghost

    I woke up in middle of the night,
    I saw a little ghost
    and he gave me a big fright.
    The ghost said,
    “Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you,
    to tell you the truth,”
    he said, “I am scared too.
    I lost my mum and dad
    and I am feeling really sad.”
    I cuddled the ghost,
    but it went right through me
    I wondered and thought,
    how can this be?
    The ghost would not stop crying
    so don’t think that this is not true
    and that I am lying.
    I said to the ghost, “I’ll look after you
    for as long it takes,
    so stop crying for goodness sake!
    You can stay in my closet,
    but don’t mess up my clothes,
    there might be some other ghost, who knows?”
    When we went in the closet
    we found his mum and dad
    and his face no longer looked sad,
    so I went back to bed.

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