There was little goldfish
He jumped into a ladies dish
He said, ‘I jumped really high’
‘Please put me back before I get dry’
And there was no more jumping from the fish
Copyright © 2005 Marinela Reka
I have a comfy bed
Its cover is nice and red
It is lovely, like my bed there is no other
Everyone is jealous especially my brother
On its pillow I rest my head
Copyright © 2006 Marinela Reka
There was a woman who lived in a shoe
She had a child who was two
When her child grew up she lived in a sandal
It was very hard to handle
Now she wishes to live in a shoe
Copyright © 2006 Marinela Reka
There is a man Boris Johnson is his name
Many think he is brilliant, others think he is lame
His motto is to be firm but fair
Well I think his fame is due to his blonde hair
He’s crazy but always plays a good game
When London was covered with snow
All buses had to stop, as you all know
I have got to admit Boris is pretty cool
Because of snow he shut down every school
To lessons we did not have to go.
Poor Boris the trouble he got into
I guess he didn’t think it was such a big issue
They all said shutting down buses was wrong
But Boris remained confident and strong
And then walked out of the meeting too!
Copyright © 2009 Marinela Reka
There was a man stuck in a tree
There was a man stuck in a tree
He asked for help from me
I went up and got stuck too
And I will ask for help from you
Be careful there are two of us up here we don’t need three!
A naughty washing machine
Oh there is a naughty washing machine
It eats my socks when they need a clean
One day it even ate my hat
How naughty is that?
This was the naughtiest washing machine I’ve seen!
Once my sister had the flu
I was afraid she might give it to me too
Her nose was bright red
She only stayed in bed
I didn’t want to catch it, what could I do?
There is a book on the table
It is all about poems but not any fable
The author is me
I am so proud as you can see
Ah this little book is so adorable
This little book is so adorable
Poems by my little heart
Oh there is a naughty washing machine
It eats my socks when they need a clean
One day it even ate my hat
How naughty is that?
This was the naughtiest washing machine I’ve seen!
There was a woman who lived in a shoe
She had a child who was two
When her child grew up she lived in a sandal
It was very hard to handle
Now she wishes to live in a shoe
There was a girl from Spain
Who loves sun and hates rain
She enjoyed the sun
But with rain she had no fun
But she lives in England and suffers the pain
Hey I am Marinela Reka, I was born 23.04.1996. I started writing at a very young age (6). I have written every poem with all my passion and all my heart.
Most of my poems are about my super family and me. But now I come to think about it we all live on the same earth and under the same sun (unless any of you are aliens!). So when I write about my temper and how I feel, I am not only talking about myself, I am talking about you guys too, many of you may go through similar situations.
In my web page you will find poems of all sorts, like: Short and Sharp Poems, Scary and Funny, Family and Friendship Poems, Father and Mother Poems, Freestyle and Seasons Poems, Animals, Haiku, Cute,Cinquain, Limericks, Mask, Teen, Love and Heart Broken, Alliteration Poems, Quatrain Poems, Pantoum Poems, Acrostic Poems, War, Nature Poems, Rhyming Poems, Onomatopoeia Poems, Pet Poems, Imagination and a lot more...
In the meantime I would like to thank my whole family for being there all the time, but mostly my Mum for not just being a Mum but a best friend too. I also want to thank my sister (Sonila), who also writes poetry, for helping me and being my role model.
So I suggest that if you want to find out more about my adventures and me, my bad habits and what I get up to, then you are going to have to read my excellent poems. I really hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them.
Contact: info@marinelareka.com
“Poetry is a different type of music. Words and verses
create pictures in our mind and stir our emotions. Marinela’s poetry
does this brilliantly. She captures and expresses the moods, the emotions,the feelings and the situation of the young, as well as the young at heart,be it her reflection on a tree or “Looking out my window” : or realising“I don’t know who I am”. “A Little Whisper” has a wide range of feelings and moods, be it the weather, the seasons or what possibly could lurk beneath our bed or the secret life of a pet! As a long time author of fiction, I do recommend this book of poetry to everyone of every age . Dr Paul C Doherty, B.A.,D.Phil (Oxon) F.R.S.A”
