Inspector Izzy (poem)

Hi! I'm Inspector Izzy,

And this particular case was really frizzy.

There was a thief, who'd robbed a bank,

He was at the top of the 'Thief Rank'.

We called that guy the Black King,

Yup, he's the one who stole the Queen's ring.

The bank he'd robbed was a Duke's private one,

When the guards saw him, he took out his gun!

After a while, someone covered his mouth,

He tried to scream, but after a PUNCH, he passed out!

I uncovered my mask and a HUFF I let out,

Hey Black King! You're finally out!

I had followed this guy, after the alarm was set,

I knew he was gonna rob a bank, I had bet!

When he threatened the guards with his gun,

I was behind him, knocked him out, and then made a run!

In a minute or two, the police came and CLICK!

The handcuffs were cuffed, and eww! Black King got sick! 

Right now he's in prison, really wanting to be free,

'Cause once Izzy's got you, you'd be desperate to flee!

~ Izzy (Anoushka) Sabnis 

Zombienstein (poem)

One night, when I was in bed,

I heard a loud crash.

There was someone in the house,

For the door I made a dash.

Downstairs I reached to examine

the kitchen, with a helmet on my head,

I heard a drooly munching noise,

And wished I were in bed.

I tiptoed to the kitchen door,

And found a girl there,

She looked the same age as me,

But had dirty bushy hair.

Her dress was full of stains,

Red, which looked like blood. 

Her skin was pale and hands stretched out,

And in her ears, two dirty earbuds.

I knew immediately,

A Zombienstein there stood.

If you don't know what that is,

A zombie-cum-frankenstein, and that's not good.

She was staring at me,

Her mouth stuffed with food.

Looking really hungry, she pounced at me,

As if to take a bite, oh dude!

I took out my helmet,

And slammed it on her face.

She fell to the ground,

And was quite in a daze.

She stood up crying,

I knew it was fake.

Snapped I, "What are you doing here?"

Surprisingly she whispered, "Cake"

She seemed different; ate cakes, not humans

We talked for a while that's when I could see,

She had pounced

But on a cake crumb near me.

We chatted a bit,

And it was soon morning.

I gave her half a cake from the kitchen,

She left happy and smiling.

When mom woke up

I told her about the night.

She laughed really hard,

"Darling, you seem to have not slept alright!"

Up until now, mom doesn't believe me,

But yesterday the Zombienstein again came.

Said she wanted to be my friend,

"Hi I am Kleg; what's your name?"

~ Anoushka Sabnis

Like a Sunflower (poem)

A sunflower is really beautiful,

Towards the sun, very dutiful.

She turns her head where the sun goes,

When night falls, her petals close.

She has a height which stuns all flowers,

And of nectar, she gives showers.

Her yellow petals are her hair,

Which she keeps with great care.

The prettiest flower? Yes, sunflower is the name.

Grows in fields and meadows, she has worldwide fame.

She faces the bright sun and leaves shadows behind,

A majestic flower, there's none of her kind.

~  Anoushka Sabnis

If I were...

If I were a bird, I'd be an eagle,

I'd not flutter by the sea side,

like a stupid seagull,

I’d fly high with pride!

If I were an animal, I'd be a hare,

I'd not laze around,

like a fat bear,

I'd leap on the ground!

If I were an insect, I'd be a bee,

I'd not, all over animals, jump

like a pesky flea,

If you'd hurt me, I’d give you a sting on your rump!

But I’m a human, I love the way I am,

I’m just like the animals I want to be!

Energetic, fast, and proud I am,

I hope someone out there wants to be like me!

~ Anoushka Sabnis

A Talking Shoe Wish

If my shoes could talk,

And side by side walk;

It would be just awesome,

Sometimes irritating, but mostly fun!

When it's playtime after school,

My shoes would come jumping, as if so cool;

They'd shout and say,

"Come on, wear us, let's run and play!"

When tired I would pant,

They'd come up sneakily, like little ants,

Those sneakers would sit on my head,

And stubbornly not get off my bed!

Then sneakily, when they would be sleeping, I would,

tie their laces together, and let them be still.

Ha! What fun it would be,

To see them struggle to untie, I'll guffaw in glee!

But sometimes I wish, if talk they really could,

they'll make companions good!

We would chatter and not feel lone,

And have fun in our awesome playzone!

~ Anoushka Sabnis

My Pet Bat (poem)

One late night, I saw a bat,

Hanging on a tree,

With a gold streak on its wing,

It suddenly winked at me! 

"Can I be your pet?"

It swooped down and asked me,

Yes, he spoke words in English,

A talking bat! But well, I did agree!!

A month passed by, frolicking together,

Then we tried out something new. 

He became my hand-glider! 

Which is only possible for bats rare and few. 

He was quite large, you know! 

We flew all over the world,

From Arctic to Antartic, 

Our glider whirled! 

He is my any-time-travel buddy,

The best I've ever had;

And to have him as a friend, 

Makes me really glad!

~ Anoushka Sabnis

A Fluttery Dreamer (poem)

 

I am a butterfly,

Colourful and small,

I may have a silly dream,

I may not be prettiest of all.

But I don't want to flutter around,

I want to soar the sky,

My friends all make fun of me, 

They say things with fie!

My dreams, my thoughts,

My folks don't agree,

I still fly high in the vast sky,

So they too can understand and see.

One day I flew for hours and hours, 

Up high with the clouds so white

I saw green meadows and grazers below,

Oh my! What a spectacular sight!

On that day something changed,

My friends listened to my tales with belief,

They too now fly high with me,

And have now made me their chief!

~ Anoushka Sabnis