Death

O cruel death
O cruel death,
What a conspiracy you hatched !
“Koh-I-Noor” of public,
You have snatched.
The heart of people,
You have curved,
The voice of poor,
You have snubbed.
We are helpless,
Before God’s powers,
He can prick thorns,
Or may give flowers.
We can only express the grief
On the sad demise,
But no body could ever help,
Except making the compromise.
O  God  ensure,
Courage and patience to the bereaved,
Keep in peaceful world,
The ‘soul of the deceased.
—Vidya Rattan Sharma
Nagrota Gujroo
Billawar
Amarnath pilgrimage
The chain of hills
Attract the attention of all invitees to pilgrimage
Snow capped hills under blue sky
Tempt pilgrimage to get lost in nature.
Spiritual invitation is sent to all
Only deserving get chance of glimpses
Invitation is open message to all
Lord sends anonymous message
Lucky one gets nod from Amarnath
Pilgrimage continues for two months
Second June to second August
Lord in shape of ice ling appear physically
Invitation to Lucky one is irresistible
No mountain, snow or wild life
None can dare to block burning desire
Lord accompany till glimpses.
—S.P. Gandotra
Trikuta Nagar Jammu
Too much
Too much of a good thing may be bad’
As the old cliche’ goes
So always do things in moderation
Just like The Lord of Heaven knows
The blessings of God are great
As anyone can clearly see
And when done in moderation
We all can live quite free
TOO MUCH OF A GOOD THING
That’s the common sense He gave us
Each and every one
So practice it in our own ways
And His blessings will fill our days
Now that does not mean to take
The middle of the road each time
That just means to do what’s right
And give glory to His name
For one will get smashed standing
In the middle of the road
If one fails on which side to stand
At the very least when the Word is told
—Parth Rishi
Christ School Poonch
being loved
As I was lying still there,
crowd passed by…
I was there unnoticed, after all  I was just a leaf, detached from branch in pre spring…
Masses passed here and there,
but i was still there…
Till…
strong gusty winds took me away and i landed over some unknown place…
I was too scared to go ahead,
and was still in my head
“which is north, where lies south…? ”
Then i heard a voice,
so sweet, so calm that i was surprised…
I thought it was my vision..!
but not at all was it an illusion..!
O look ! i found my lover
My Sweet Mother Earth
She asked me to follow her to the place we call heaven..!
I took no time to think twice
and followed the Mother
Now months have passed and i am here BEING LOVED and cared…
—Venita Bhat
Miet Jammu