The World War 5 Poem by Adnan Khan

In summer vacations
We had a cake with equal fragmentations,
Nobody could enter or see the soul
In the pathetic night the moles were under the hole,
We searched the spirits in a cave
I and my friends were very brave like a hare,

There were all around grasshoppers
Something went into my eyes
I was not able to find my droppers,
The winter cold night now breeze
I was shivering I was freeze and had a sneeze,

In the night there was so much of fog
I thought as if I have seen Brad Hogg,
I was finding a map on a paper
I was feeling thirsty I had a sipper,

The dusk now occurs,
I slip from the cliff of a mountain
I saw there a water fountain,
My clothes were in pain
I had to hang it in a window-pane,

I had gone in a graveyard by mistake
I flee from the graves,
I have believe and faith in my friends
They would go in the circle spring and ask for forgiveness
But they were hidden and smoking,

I was fighting with the ghost,
We were in the jumble
You wont believe we were so humble in jumble!

By: - Adnan Khan
Class: - VII-B
Age: - 12
School: - Eastern Public School (EPS)