DARK MYSTERY
Mystery sweeping the grave.
And I’m sleeping in my cave.
Thundering on thunder
Never ever dare to ponder.
Threatening the Sun not to rise in dark.
Rain running so fast in streets
Looking for a human ear
Whom rain could narrate the mystery
Wetting the street with her drops
Pleading the sleeping world to wake.
A stupid boy she found wandering.
Walking fearlessly in dark in His dream.
Why do his dreams walk there?
Why do his sleep wake there?
In the dark snoaring a mystery.
Days are those when the boy
studies chemistry.
Rain drops fall from heaven
Dressing In the clothes of a maven.
Wet leaves lying dead on rainy street and
Dry ones dancing loudly in the tune of wind.
Abhishek Jandial
MY UNEXPECTED DESTINATION
Once, in jungle, I went for a ramble.
I lost way, while looking for my horse’s hay.
I saw a waterfall, full of alcohol.
There were trees, staring at me like enemies.
They were living, but not in a mood of giving.
I walked a mile, watching all things with a smile.
For an hour, I relaxed, but I still was perplexed.
Everything was capricious,
but I saw a cave quite mysterious.
I entered the deepest dark way,
there was not a single sunray.
I saw a golden house and entered the door,
And there were things beyond my imagination, more and more.
There was many of them, silver walls, golden roofs, and shining gems.
Suddenly, a harsh sound came, asking my name.
I loudly said, show me your
identity, don’t play game.
There was a blast of light, and I was not able to believe in my eye sight.
She was a fairy with wings of paradise, flying in air leaving smoke of glittering ice.
She said name a thing, you can feel around,
But you can’t stop it on ground.
It flows, but its not water, but its like a young naughty daughter.
There is no life without it, no chance.
I racked my mind, and tried best to find.
Suddenly, I saw a leaf, with a force coming near me.
Oh! Yes ! its too simple, its air.
It puzzled me, but I solved the mystery,
I was at pinnacle of happiness, as I made history.
He offered me to take whatever, I desire.
I ordered her to make longest
golden statue and set the gold on fire.
I decided to take the whole gold stream,
but the alarm clock shouted ,
O no, it was a dream.
Akshit Singh
K V Bantalab, Jammu
TREE
One day I saw a tree
looking at me
He said to me
I am your friend
don’t cut me
The next day I went to the tree
A man was cutting him
Don’t cut him too
Sorry, Sorry, the cutting man replied
Thank you Mr Tree for giving us
food and oxygen
We love you and you love us.
Nandita Khajuria
Presentation Convent School Gandhi Nagar
EYES
I saw a child with my childish eyes
Near him were many butterflies
Though naughty; get forty out of forty
One day in his house I saw mice
They were like him
bright and nice
Every day they brush teeth twice
Like a star he sits very far
His skin was little yellow
But was glittering at par
In the height he looks very tiny
When face grows white
I think his future is very bright
Shagun Pandita
Student class V
Secret Heart
Dharamshalla-HP
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