Monday, 22 June 2009

The human house

The window stares at you,
The door greets you as you come in,
The roof dances like a ballerina,
The curtains open and close their mouths,
The stairs make loud noises like thunder,
The carpets crawl like a baby,
The sofa makes you warm as a heater,
The bath swallows you as the water goes in,
The mirror copies you like a photocopier.

By Fatima

4 comments:

Miss Yassin said...

Fantastic personification of everyday objects Fatima. Well done :)

Anonymous said...

i like my poem because i have personifacated a lot.

Unknown said...

wow fatima i love your poem :)

Unknown said...

this is by amanda but i am using my sisters googleacount