LIFE
Life is an unsaid story….till date ,
the way we live it, is defined by our fate.
It is a valuable chance given to our
mind and soul..
it is the chance to discover and explore,
it is the chance to correct our faults .
We are the potters and
life is like the mud,
the way we mould it
the way it stands..?
is the way it defines,
the world and me holding hands .
Risks are the obstacles in
the path to success
but it does require courage
to have it messed.
We all spend ages exploring life ,
but frankly indeed.. life is simple
always smiling back at us with a dimple.
Sooner or later we have to make a choice
either make it or destroy
it says the inner voice.
And the decision,
friends, holds a great value
we alone are the makers and destroyers
of our life I tell you …..
The voice keeps ringing in our head ,
Do not ignore, as its truly said,
the chance is given only once,
we all live only once.
Love it or waste it ,
fill your heart with pride or
cry over it later .
life is an unsaid story.. till date
for every person has his own way,
but the way we spend it ,
is defined by our fate .
Muskaan Mahajan
Amity School, Jammu
THE WINTER SPELLS
The cold breeze is present
And the whole sky is pleasant.
Birds are chanting in mist of this rising sky!
Because its a winter morning by!
Fog is around like a breeze
And its fragrance is in air feeling like desire!
Sun is in mist
Plying with clouds like Santa on Christ.
This thundering sky is at it’s heights
And ground is the paradise of divine
In this breezing noon
The sky is clear blue
Trees turn snowy white
In the mountainous heights
Nature gained new life
In the mist of this winter sky
Nature given new aspects
In the deserted dunes
Fog spells are renewed
Monika Sharma XI D
A P S Kaluchak
WHEN WINTER CAME
I marked the passing winter days,
And yearned for foggy frozen hay,
Nor a breath seemed to be steamed
Even the Sun shone brighter
on the Christmas eve.
Ants didn’t slept and the hoppers sang
They wailed for their season’s sleeping span
No iced dew, no chilly breeze,
Leaves still green and intact on the trees.
Winter, I think, has lost its way
Between the smoke and gases
And the tall chimney’s ashes.
What if inch temperature will rise
Ultimately leading to mankind’s demise!
Purti Sethi
‘Naryana’
WHO IS A GOOD PERSON?
One day,
I asked my soul,
Am a good person?
Then, came a magical reply,
From sunrise to sunset,
If your eyes see the best,
If you glitter other faces with a smile,
By helping them and talking a while.
If you sparkle positivity around you,
And everyone comes to hound you.
If you make everyone happy,
Sometimes longer and sometimes snappy.
If you respect your mother, your sister and every lass.
If you make a diamond from a coal,
Working hard and achieving your goal.
Do you have these qualities?
Is the way you live?
Doesn’t matter if you are an intelligent person or a billionaire,
“Be a good person,…it matters.”
Kanav Sharma
BSF Sr. Sec. School
star
High so high, in the sky,
Are the shining Stars.
I found them twinkling,
Like little lights so high.
When midnight falls,
The stars start twinkling,
When the day begins,
They vanish into the sky.
I welcome you in the sky.
For giving us your shine,
You are nice and wonderful,
And light up this world of mine…
Komal Mengi
Raghunath Bazar, Jammu
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