The Poetry Base: Sentiments

By Surrinder Singh

Kesh

Kesh are to be left long and flowing,
leave them alone to do the growing.
Wash and comb the knots away,
keep kesh tied up when you play.

Kesh must be kept tied with a dastar,
so you stand out as a Sikh from a far.
Looking after your kesh is your duty,
you know very well theyll enhance your beauty.

Sikhs leave their childs kesh uncut and long,
then as they grow up they know where they belong.
For Sikh identity kesh are a must,
then you know in the gurus you can trust.

Surrinder Singh

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris UK
• Release date: May 29, 2018
• ISBN: 9781543490114

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The Poetry Base

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Sentiments

Surrinder Singh

Copyright © 2018 by Surrinder Singh.

Illustrations Copyrights © Vanysha Sahota- Nysh Henna Designs @nyshhennadesigns

Library of Congress Control Number:      2018905764

ISBN:                  Hardcover                     978-1-5434-9012-1

                            Softcover                        978-1-5434-9013-8

                            eBook                             978-1-5434-9011-4

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Rev. date: 05/25/2018

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This book is a dedication to a husband and a father from his wife and children for his selfless devotion to his family.

We the family hope that this publication inspires you to continue to write and share your mindful expressions.

Contents

Wedding Day

Royal Baby

Mother

Rain

Angel

Temporary

Driving

Searching

Game

Athlete

Rail Fares

Baby

Death

Mum

Sofa

Looking Out

Sleep

Gone Away

Kesh

Room

Spider

Sun

Sikh Soldier

Winter

Friend

Message

Winter Sun

Spanish

Holiday Mood

Sky

French Boules

Toys

Buffet

Sikh Boys and Girls

Education

High Winds

Governments

Broken-Hearted

Little Girl

Sikh Panth

Dastar

Morning

Christmas

Thoughts

My Heart

Ghettos

Thoughts Of …

New Year’s Eve

Illusion

Death

My Heart

1984

Summer’s Day

Oh! My Angel

Eyes

Birthday

Go to Sleep

Respect

Beggar

On My Mind

Bundle of Joy

Chocolate

Time

Egos

Employment

Precious One

Nature

Breeze

Vaisakhi

Suspicion

Beauty

Strings

Mobile Phone

Another Day

Amrit Vela

Baby

Jealous

The Punjab

Snared

Birthday Wish

Daughter

Father’s Day

Maze

Play

Love the Way …

Spider, Spider

Pressures

Tour de France

Tears

Loved One

Waiting

War and Strife

Chronic Fatigue Syndrome

Tired Body

Chasing

Glorious Day

Goodnight

Rules of Engagement

Useless

Slave

Sikh Passion

Mother’s Love

Elections

National Health Service

NHS 2

New Austere Year

Distance

Always Greener

Remember 1984

Drugs

Lonely

Alcohol

Wedding Day

The groom waits patiently for the bride,

she’s late cos she’s wondering if it’s time for her to hide.

Eventually, she walks down the aisle,

wearing a lovely dress and a big smile.

There waiting at the altar is the groom,

she’s thinking, Don’t worry, I’ll soon give you the broom.

We’re gathered here for your big day,

don’t let these memories fade away.

You promise to be faithful and take care of one another,

and that means not raising an eye for any other.

Life’s journey has its ups and downs,

but you both see them through without the frowns.

The time has come for you to begin the joy of wedded bliss,

start as you mean to go on, at the altar, with a kiss.

Now that you’re husband and wife,

walk down the aisle without any strife.

So now you’ve got the title of mister and missus,

start to enjoy all the lovely hugs and kisses.

Just remember, in a while,

there’s going to be more happiness due to a very small smile.

Royal Baby

A royal baby born,

for a lot of you to scorn.

So there’s a new heir,

do we really care?

Of course, we do,

Mummy and Daddy are looking forward to the poo.

So isn’t it great news?

as everyone has different views.

A great-grandchild for the Queen,

so raise a glass and don’t be so mean.

For the royal family, the future is secure,

a baby boy so pure.

Best wishes and cheers to William and Kate,

looking forward to the next big date.

Mother

For forty weeks, you carried me,

now it’s time for you to set me free.

You’ll bring me up with kindness and love,

we’ll be together like a hand in a glove.

You’ll hold my hand when I start to walk,

and be the first to hear when I start to talk.

You’ll teach me the rights and wrongs,

and take care of all my nasty pongs.

You’ll be there for my first day at primary school,

so in life I don’t end up a fool.

You will scold me if I do wrong,

cos you know, in life, it’ll make me strong.

You’ll guide me through school and college,

that’s where I’ll gain my worldly knowledge.

You’ll be there for when I start my work,

as you taught me that in life you cannot shirk.

You’ve given me knowledge to stand on my two feet,