With smile filled with hope,
With hopes of no scope..
With a million tales untold,
With heart no more ready to hold,
With arts quite refined,
With unrefined mysterious mind..
With the words embellished in lies,
With the worries of endless skies..
With glance adorned with tears,
With hands embossed in fears..
With closed eyes
I wonder why,
Yet another victorious loss..
You are an ocean of sympathy,
Spring of love,
A rainbowed personality
A bliss for the family,
Born as a human,
Loved as a princess,
Worshipped as a Goddess…
Ah, no words in the
dictionary of my life…!!!!
MOM AND DAD
My mom and dad,
After getting you I am so glad.
You are both special in everyway,
Encouraging me with each passing day.
You are the reason why I am so strong.
As you told me whats right and wrong
Words could never explain
How I feel for you.
But I love both of you
Sr. Sec. School
NOTHING MUCH FOR MINORS
Minors are those less than eighteen,
As they don’t have knowledge keen.
They don’t have a driving licence,
As don’t have driving sense.
Minors are given just pen and page,
Their life is not more than a cage.
Holiday is not given even on Sundays,
As their age is negligible for fundays.
Parents are worried,
From minors they just want their fame.
Circumstances are same for every minor.
Parents are just their life designer.
Pacca Danga, Jammu