Showing posts from May, 2010

Deaths Of The People

Silent Silent while you seek
Just make sure you R.I.P

Death Road Death Road
Is a long way from death
Make sure the last words you say
Is under your last breath

Many people are dead
For sickness and diseases
and i'am sure this
isn't what i'm seeing
many graves are being held
Some are dead
Some are not
These are many
deaths of the people

Rats Poem | Ryan Ngala

Edited, Recited, Typed & Written By Mr. Ryan Ngala Ryan Ngala’s Poems™ | STN® Poetry™ |

I see rats,
In my room,
When every time,
It scares me.

The kids would be frighten,
If they even saw one instead,
But my mom will always come even with,
Something to carry cause to tell you the truth,
It ain't scary to me at all.

The Eye

I see myself
I see my eye
In the mirror
I can see it
Very clearly
I can see
Many views in the city
Many apartments
And buildings
As I go out
To many streets
And places
As I can see myself
In the eye
Of many people

Mother's Day 2010 Poem | Ryan Ngala

Mother’s Day,
Is a chance to celebrate,
To a lovely mother,
That we have here today,
I guess what I’m trying to say is.

She’s paying her taxes,
Looking so gorgeous,
Having her nice pretty dress,
With her cute little outfit.

Taking care of us,
Doing all that she can,
Trying to do what’s best,
Just to make a little cash,