About Us
Hello. I'm Naya and I'm 11 years and 9 months old. I live in Gayo Lues, Aceh. I love writing poetry, short stories, and novels. I love music and play the guitar and ukulele. I love my life. ''Live a life worth living while you live'' - Naya Putryansyah, 2020.
Noble Nature
Look, look at those high trees, Old and magnificent, Feel the wonderful Autumn breeze, The trees waving, oh so diligent. The leaves whisper, The branches creak, Their sound but a lisper, Don't disturb them a tweak. Below it, A splendid river flows, Together with the trees, it looks like a perfect fit, Oh, how the grass grows and the breeze blows. The water is nice and cold, The rocks are nice to sit on, Sit, with your feet on the fold, With the water, flowing beyond. The rocks loom high and tall, It's colour black and grey, The wind gave its call, Keeping the water at bay. The rocks are hard and solid, The ground beneath it too, Some people feel, looking at them, sordid, And some others, feel very blue. The pebbles, Rocks that are tiny, Little but mighty good at being a rebel, And they shine in the sun, oh so shiny! Oh, how many different colors there are, Oh, what a wide variety, Gold, brown, black, and brownish charr, People come there when they are feeling anxiety. Oh, look! The skies are so blue, The pretty sky, colored forget-me-not-too, Look as the wind blows the clouds, And they scuttle away while crying out loud. The skies are so pretty, And they warm my heart, Giving light on the dark city, 'Til death do us part. The clouds are fluffy and white, Like sheep's shorn wool, Look, now they're taking flight, Saying, ''Children, don't look like a fool!'' Fleecy and soft, I want to touch them with my hands, I wanna fly up above, To touch them as I stand. Down below, the ocean's dark teal, With fishes and corals, Do you feel what I feel? When I look at the florals. Sharks and fishes, Swim together in peace, Please grant me my wishes! Oh please, please, please... The sand is hot, Warmed by the sun, As hot as a pot, It's all so fun! Children laugh, And build their castles, The day full of love, With their mums in hassles. Look at the flowers, Growing tall and prim, So proud in power, And their fancy whims. Look at the colors, So bright and gay, I love trees and bowers, So much to do today... The butterflies fly, High up in the sky, Their colors are vivid and pleasing, Me and my friends, love teasing! Ladybugs crawl, Oh so quick, On their stomachs, they lay sprawled, Oh the sun does tricks. The birds chirp, Sweet songs to hear, Acting like twirps, Listen with your ears. The hedgehog crawls, Stealthy and wealthy, Making little children enthralled, So happily.
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