It is nearly mothers day! So I decided to write a poem about my loved mother! However not only I feel this way about my mum. We all know how hard it is to be a mum and I myself am very grateful. I hope you enjoy the poem! =]

Miracle of love!

Every time you help me
I act, as I don’t care
Whenever I am lonely
You are always there

My heart skips a beat
When I spent time with you
If only I could prove
That all of this is true

I am so very grateful
That you are caring and kind
If I had a way to repay you
That would clear my mind

You are so giving and selfless
Like a saint from above
And the emotion I feel for you
Is the miracle of love?

Copyright © 2010 Marinela Reka

Bang boom zoom
Is what I hear!
Eye-catching colours
Fast appear
Bang boom zoom
Is what I hear!
Colourful paint drops
Invade the air
Bang boom zoom
Is what I hear!
Eye catching colours
Slowly disappear
Bang boom zoom
Is what I hear!
These colourful fireworks
I really seem to fear

Copyright © 2006 Marinela Reka

I wrote this poem when I was 6 years old, it is about kind words! Since then I have not adjusted to it at all, I have left it to capture the way I felt all those years ago. I hope that everybody likes it because it is coming from a little girls heart.

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.

Copyright © 2002 Marinela Reka

My mother motivates me,
Making most moments magical
My mum manages to
Mend my mistakes mildly
Making me more merry
Magnificent memories are mostly
Memorized in my mind
My mum and me make
Marvellous mates

Copyright © 2010 Marinela Reka

I am not afraid of spiders
I come from a country where there are many
I am not afraid of becoming poor
As I try to save every penny
I am not afraid of ghosts
As close ones to me have died
I am not afraid of being betrayed
As to me many have lied
I am not afraid of not being loved
As I have seen others alone
I am not afraid of not getting my way
As I know how to moan
I am not afraid of death
As it happens to every one
I am not afraid of being bored
As I know how to have fun!

Copyright © 2008 Marinela Reka

February, full of fun
Snowflakes surprising the sun
Wind whistles wildly
Fragrant flowers form mildly

Copyright © 2010 Marinela Reka

Let me be your valentine
The butter said to the bread
Joy, desire and love
In your life I will spread

Let me be your valentine
The milk said to the glass
I will fill you with delight
And in you no pain will pass

Let me be your valentine
Said the cover to the bed
I will cover you with happiness
And never let you get sad

Let me be your valentine
Said the nail to the wall
I will hang my love to you
And never let it fall

Let me be your valentine
Said the frame to the photo
I will protect you forever
It is my only motto

Let me be your valentine
Said the fruit to the bowl
I make your life colourful
And bring pleasure to your soul

Let me be your valentine
Said the poem to the poet
You have made me who I am
This favour I will not forget!

Copyright © 2010 Marinela Reka

If when there are elections
The beautiful snow was taking part
My desirable fascination for it
Would bring joy to my young heart

The unique individual snowflakes
The frosted and alabaster white coat
The delight of seeing everyone merry
Snow, you have definitely got my vote

My soul feels alive as see the blissful sight
My lungs breathes as I smell the fresh air
My eyes tingle as the flakes drift down
And charmingly land on my soft hair

But when the sun shines and the rain falls
The absolutely brilliant snow starts to melt
I begin to see that nothing is perfect
And no longer feel the same feelings I felt!

The snow I fell in love with has gone
Instead left some slippery, stubborn thick ice
It is no longer safe to drive or to walk
So next time I vote I have to think twice!

It turns out to be a miserable misfortune
And not the utterly beautiful snow we desire
It just looks like what we adore and love
Is nothing but a very beautiful liar!

Copyright © 2010 Marinela Reka

You helped the poor
For no price
You cleansed their souls
Just being nice

You assisted them
With a home to stay
You aided the diseased
In every way

You opened orphanages
For children in need
You saved many lives
By a simple good deed

You opened your heart
Without a single complaint
They repaid your graciousness
And made you a saint

Copyright © 2010 Marinela Reka

Snowflakes are slowly dancing around
Smoothly falling to the ground
Oh they are so soft, unique and neat
However they have frozen my feet!

Copyright © 2010 Marinela Reka

snowflakes