I caught glimpses of that tree
Rendered mute I could not set it free
No birds no foliage on its twigs
Only a whiz of air that only swings
I kept gazing on the friendliness tree
Its pathetic condition only I could see
The tree laid open its heart that I saw
Was bleeding kept everything at thaw
The tree wore prickly situation
For it had witnessed no such ruination
Of events that never visited the tree
Heaved breath hard to set everything free
Around there were dense fleeting clouds
Gusto of winds oftentimes made sounds
That horrified me and the mute birds
Gasping for breath I minced my words
For I had much to say that lay hidden
Alas!I couldn’t explore being forbidden
Like me the tree was forlorn
Still friendly without immediate harm
I tried to subdue my surging emotions
Intermittently there visited me sick emotions
The tree gave me eerie distress look
For its state of affairs that shook
Me and the inner voice
Not once, twice but thrice
Bushan Malmohi
Ajit Colony, Gole Gujral
Forever is a Myth
Forever is a myth we chase.
A fleeting dream we can’t embrace.
Moments shimmer, then they go,
Like rivers that refuse to slow.
We hold on tight, yet time will fly
Evern stars must dim and die.
Nothing lasts, not joy nor pain,
Seasons end, then start again.
So treasure now, this tragile breath,
For love outshines they fear of death.
Not forever, but here, today,
Is where true beauty finds its way.
Ayushi Gupta
Jammu
The Fire Within
When shadows grow long and the night feels cold,
When dreams seem distant, their stories untold,
Remember the spark that refuses to fade,
A fire within that the storms never shade.
Through trials and tempests, through loss and despair,
That light in your soul is still burning there.
Rise from the ashes, let courage begin,
For greatness is born from the fire within.
Each stumble, each scar, is a lesson, a sign,
That struggle itself is what helps us to shine.
The dawn always waits when the dark has its run,
And hearts find their strength in the face of the sun.
So stand unafraid when the world starts to spin,
The power you seek lies deep within.
Let passion and purpose ignite and inspire-
For life is your canvas, and you are the fire.
Priyank Koul
Jammu
part of Earth
Flowers blossom, with it, so my heart.
Birds Sing, with it, so my body moves
Cool breeze move, touches me, freshens up me wholly.
What a spectacular show of nature, when unfolds.
Makes me realize, me and nature are not different (distinct) but part of same earth.
Ritik Bakshi
Jammu
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