Because I’m not human

By Muhammad Ayaan Y K
December 18, 2019

I may look like human
But you will think I am weird
Because there’s lot strange things in me
I look like an Indian
Energetic as Arab
Adventurous like American
Speak like British
That’s not it,
There is more in me
Strong like Jamaicans
Sing like African
Smart like Japanese
And act like Canadian
You can call me weird,
Strange or whatever

Because I am not human
I am just a robot.

Structure from India
Fuel from Arabia
System from America
Sound box from Britain
Metal from Jamaica
Song downloaded from Africa
Data from Japan
Memory card from Canada

So now you understood
What I am
Just treat everyone
As kind as can be

Muhammad Ayaan Y K is a Class 6 student of Sudana Residential School, Puttur D K

Comments

Nandini Samudrala
 - 
Saturday, 28 Dec 2019

Very well written Ayaan, very good imagination of being a robo of international standard, having a good quality from each country and becoming a complete and perfect robo or human. Great job and keep them coming.

Venkatesh Kumar b n
 - 
Wednesday, 18 Dec 2019

Excellent described

Ismail Vitla
 - 
Wednesday, 18 Dec 2019

Ayaan, keep it up dear Masha Allah. Will wait for the next one :)

Hey! Love it …
 - 
Wednesday, 18 Dec 2019

We are all a bit of everyone and everything everywhere 

Vivekananda Shanker
 - 
Wednesday, 18 Dec 2019

Excellent Poetry... Ayaan.. We look forward to many more writings from you.. Stay blessed. 

Too good Ayaan!
 - 
Wednesday, 18 Dec 2019

Nice poetry Ayaan!

Abdul Samad Kolnad
 - 
Wednesday, 18 Dec 2019

Masha Allah……Subuhanallah…..good imagination…good presentation….congratulations for your debut in media…..good writings keep it up…good luck and all the best for your future writings….

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Muhammad Ayaan Yusuf Kolnad
July 23,2020

It’s day to the emoji fair

Where the fun begins with happiness

It’s day to the emoji fair

Where the fun ends with happiness

The water is waiting for you to come

To make you enjoy a lot,

The smooth – awesome slide is cool

That makes this park wonderful.

Be ready to laugh

Because the clown will

Tickle your funny – bone

Get ready to have fun

The funny coasters are here.

It’s a day to the emoji fair

It’s time to say goodbye

To the … emoji fair.

COME BACK AGAIN

Muhammad Ayaan Yusuf Kolnad is a Grade 7 student at Sudhana Residential School, Puttur

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P A Hameed Padubidri
January 17,2020

Make a note!

I am an Indian

I own my name with a title

That’s embedded even before my birth and

Still rooted in my soil that always mixes with my flesh and blood

My father, his father and all my forefathers,

Got churned in this soil although their souls are in the purgatory

I grew... and the peepal plant I saw in my childhood also grew with me

Stones and grasses I walked on became a walkway

The sky and earth I used to play and sleep amid

The sea with sounding waves, and hills and mountains with echoes

Are the same

Watching the pigeons and other birds sitting over the roof of my home;

I feel no difference

Then why I need to show my blood is red

And that’s still flowing in my body?

I am still alive... but,

Oblivious why my passport is still feeling birth pangs of my title

At this point in time!

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P A Hameed Padubidri
April 23,2020

I looked around me
As I was walking in my own shoes.

Right & left
Front & back, up & down
But none is around...

Just opened the windows
And took a little peep,
As if a lover take a furtive look into his Lover's casement ajar;
I found none. 

Then I opened my front door...
Looked right & left
And rushed to the main gate,
If I could see anyone behind the wall;
Still I did see none.

Alas!, 
I saw broken glazed glasses-  
That are being scattered everywhere
On the ground...

Also, I looked at withered leaves 
That are falling down & rolling away.
I eyed on rapidly falling stars, 
But I became helpless to know, 
Where they fell on. 

I could see the giant ship sailing, 
In the mid of deep surging Ocean,
Lost their navigation 
To the 'invisible storm';
The passengers are crying-
Loudly & helplessly,
But the captain sent SOS...!!! 

I went hurriedly & sat on the chair-
Deeply contemplating like a oblivious Saint;
And ridiculously conjectured:

"WORLD IS TEMPORARILY UNDER MAINTENANCE?!"

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