inner voice


You came in my life like a cool breeze
Your memories are sweet and without you I am incomplete
I am waiting for the day when we will be togather
Rain is over, clouds are scattered
Sun is coming out and
It’s a nice weather
Birds and chirping and singing a welcome song
I know you will be here soon
And will not take too long.
The fragrance of flowers is sweet
As sweet as your smile
Everything is looking beautiful like you.
I miss you as you do.
I am waiting for the day
When we will be together
And It’s you I want to be with forever.
Love you forever and ever.
Abhinow Handoo


Deepest in the ocean,
The ocean of grief indeed,
Her mind fights a great commotion,
A comforting love is all she need.
She stands under a star-lit night,
Her inner conscious ready to fight.
A river flowing a distance,
Too cries for her great persistence.
Maybe her innerself is crying hard,
Her heart has become a piece of shard.
Soon she’ll feel the star’s warm embrace,
And no more tears will fall down her face
She hopes that one day soon,
She’ll get love and  happiness as a boon.
Vetaste Pandita
KC  Public School


The time full of dreams and joy,
Playing here and there
with butterflies and toy
Having an urge to grow up…
It was really a heaven – the childhood
Whenever grew up realized
that life is a puzzle game….
Happening totally different
than thinking
Getting totally different than desiring
Collected the soil and made toys,
But life didn’t smile like childhood……
Not finding the way, still a
ray of hope say……
Trust me,
“Life is wonderful if you know
how to live it with zest….
Have patience, everything
will be turn out the best”
Preeti and Nishta


Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won’t last.
Do you run through each day on the fly?
When you ask, “How are you?”
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done, do you lie in your bed,
with the next hundred chores running through your head?
You’d better slow down
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short
The music won’t last.
Ever told your child,
We’ll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch, let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,’Hi’
You’d better slow down.
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won’t last..
When you run so fast to get somewhere,
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift….
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
(This poem has been composed by a                 terminally ill girl)