inner voice

BEAUTIFUL FROM INSIDE

Beauty is in the air,
Roam around here and there,
And find good in everything,
Whether it is simple and basic or with a bling .
If you have a pure heart without any bad intentions ,
Then you’ll find good in times of happiness or while having any tensions .
Beauty is not by looks , but from the inside ,
There are no beauty standards that you have to abide.
Struggle in life is the most memorable and beautiful,
That shows how you grew up as a successful person from a mere fool.
Don’t be sad on not getting a particular thing,
Be thankful that at least you have something.
We are surrounded by things which are tremendous in their own creative ways ,
Everything has beauty , but not everyone sees it as Confucious says.
Mannat Sabharwal

 

O cloud

O cloud! I abhor your colour black,
There is something you always lack.
Still you bring showers all around,
In each corner, mountain and mound.
Rain drops ooze down from leaves and flower,
This exhibits Nature’s power.
Water flows down from street and lane,
Everyone seems in hurricane .
Farmer’s are awaiting for rains to fall,
It gives pleasure to one and all.
The students drenched to skin seem in haste,
Nature’s action goes on nothing in waste.
Clouds still are wandering in the sky,
Nature looks beautiful from each and every eye.
The sky gives us a roaring sound,
Here and there in all around.
The chirping birds on tall tall trees,
The hovering around the busy bees.
Nature seems at its peak,
Everything seems fresh not weak.
O cloud! Lift me high and high,
Like a lark bird in the sky.
Ashok Koul Ratanpuri

 

MODERN ERA!

We are living in the modern era,
Where we have lost mental aura!
We have developed generation gaps,
By following the evil,hatred maps;
Our elders lived in the ancient world,
Their words and sayings both were pearled.
They were living the life of happiness,
You won’t believe but we are restless.
Mehvish Noor
Kishtwar

 

The evening Charm

 

Something that catches attention among billion
Its like worth over so much in my opinion.
While sitting in courtyard, a sudden gaze in sky reflects its presence If it wasn’t there, definitely what’s gonna pinch was its absence.
Its existence makes the writers to engage in writing
What to write in its praise, yes it’s delighting.
Do compare yourself with it at the times of melancholy
See its always inspiring and lively as jolly.
What else to say about it “radiant, gleaming, bright”.
Its something that can be called “treasure of night”.
Apart from the moon and cluster of stars
Its something that wins plenty of hearts.
Wondering wondering, why it’s this much beautiful
Oh god, let me write a stuff for it that’s actually meaningful.
Jasleen Kour