STRANGERS
They come and go,
And leave memories and desire of presence.
I ne’er felt short of them or so…
For my life was always so dense.
But a divine moment, I remember
Faintly rather,
When in the green September,
I met her on leaves and feather.
Her face was so bright,
For which the Moon had to shy,
I cherished her every sight,
While she had a deep sigh…
And, then the wind began blowing faster,
The diamond like drops started to sing.
The rain also wanted to touch the blonde lady.
Then she started towards me,
She was steady,
O Caesar! A friend o’ her, she wants me to be.
The dust started to fell,
And I went with her till her destination.
I never went to heaven, neither to hell,
But still I got salvation.
I can’t forget that day,
For I met an angel,
But I have no more to say,
After all, we were strangers…
Hardeep Singh,
APS Janglot
EXILE MISERIES
Come back my yester life,
With my kiths kins friends and wife,
With my loving parents blessings,
With the worthy teachers teachings,
With a vision of my inner self,
With a divine courage for others help
With all the friends and none a foe,
With the right theme of real life show,
With the discloser of a trueth,
That I have never met my youth,
Oh! the exile miseries, are harsh enough,
The hopes yield nothing but life gets tough.
G.L. Nehru Girdhar
Amb Bagh, Muthi
MISS YOU MOM
Thousand words could not bring you back
I know, because I tried.
Thousand tears could not bring you back
I know, because I cried.
Mom I miss you.
Although your soul is at rest,
And your body is free from pain.
The world would be like heaven,
If I will have you back again.
You will always be there in my thoughts,
And always in my heart,
No matter where I go,
Because I love you so.
My life might last long forever,
Whatever land I will view,
Wahtever you or grief will be mine,
I will always remember you…..
And miss you always mom.
Tisha Singh Bandral
Research Scholar
(Commerce Department)
University Of Jammu
My Dream
Yet another day I sleep,
I sleep and have a wonderful dream,
Again just remembering me about my goal,
That still in my life I have to play a major role.
The dream starts and ends,
but I devote most of my time to it,
Just remembering about my dream.
Walking , talking and playing ,
Having the desire to fulfill it ,
I walk across the streets ,
Just thinking about my dream.
Nobody can guess and nobody can cheat ,
That’s the speciality of my dream.
Divya Sudan
Christ school Poonch
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