DARK STREETS OF SUNBLIND
Peace I found in my shadow there.
Losing my heart in the streets where
I once would wander in the dark.
Assuming the road as a lonely park.
Riding a young hope on my eyes.
Believing in stupid heart within me.
That she will come there some day.
That she will come there my way.
Stars will wake that whole night.
To see what would happen in my story.
Clouds will roar on her window.
To bring her off on the roof.
Debating with the rains .
What would happen next.
Sun couldn’t find permission
To come and support me.
Birds’ crowd flying over my head
Carrying HIS message not to be afraid.
Wind pushing me to move ahead
And face the SUNBLIND on her streets
I’ve been waiting there for her glimpse
Crossed mosque and graveyard many times.
And still Walking on the streets of SUNBLIND.
-Abhishek Jandial
Spirit of My Nation
This is the spirit one must enshrine in heart,
With this zeal a citizen should start his walk,
And work for the larger wellbeing of people,
One should do what he can do big or little,
Let’s just not talk but act for our nation.
And just not seek
but sacrifice for the nation.
This is the way a sound foundation is laid,
And things are paid in the long run.
Bharat Katoch
SOMEONE
In a heavy rainy day
while passing through a way
By recalling the past
I thought about that day
It was an evening
after regular God pray
I think about a person
who leads me the way
He teaches me the lesson
that how to calm stay
He gives me the height
from where I can fight
He gives me sady rains
that wanders like pains
That angel goes in skyies
but the memory still smiles.
Rizwana Bukhari
Class 12th
School Govt. Model Girl Hr. Sec.
School Mendhar
FEAR
She doesn’t want to fail to win your possession,
She doesn’t want to be a subject
of your forgetfulness;
All she desires is your loyalty for her,
All she demands is your life
time association with her;
To suffer from the dreadful
pain of desertion from you
Is her only unsung fear……
She doesn’t want to lead a subfusc-a-dead span,
She doesn’t want to become a
chapter of your indifference;
All she desires is your colours to paint her life,
All she demands is your attention
to be on cloud nine;
To fall from the sky,
to wake up from this dream
Is her only unsung fear…
Umang Thusoo
GCW Parade
TREE
When I was small I wonder if I could be
Like the pretty flower to whom
I used to see
When I grew up I loved to be
like my hero tree.
Its the home of little birds I see
Whose melodious chirping starts
the day wonderful for me
I love the tree and let the
earth go green and free
Nirbhika Khajuria
Janipur
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