Inner Voice

Seated On A Riverbank

While seated on a riverbank ,

I count the stairs that lead to the deep waters

There are ripples on the surface mirroring the lines under my eyes

I try counting the ripples but fail when it comes to the eyes

There’s agony in the tree that shoots from the bank

It’s tired and upright of painting itself to be really tight

I look around and search for pebbles to make the ripples last longer

Some are edgy and sharp like destiny’s mark

While other’s are round and smooth like days of spring

I look up at the bougainvillea, it’s pink and bright.

I reminisce the roads treaded with bougainvillea on the sides.

The sun is setting behind the upright tree

I look at the myriad colours with a sigh

Taking a step towards the river , the waters reflect a promise

Seated on a riverbank I choose to take the dive.

Divyanshi Khajuria

SUNSHINE

Golden Blanket that lights the day

Soft warmth caresses every face

A gentle kiss where shadows lay

Mornings come with your grace.

Beneath you, the world takes flight

With silent promise, seeds grow.

Each heart follows your light

And all the petals start to glow.

Oh Sunshine! An endless song

Partner to the cool breeze.

To you, every soul belong

Without you, everything just freeze.

Dear Sunshine, bold and bright

Creator of every shadow, every shade

Kiss me and hug me tight,

Until your impression fade.

Kanishk Prashar

Marble Market

Mom

I long for peace after being unnoticed,

Being broken and being dejexted,

Then I realised I have " Mom"

Felt depressed, felt alone and felt rejected,

Then I realised I have "Mom"

A soothing breeze she is !

How could one forget this?

A beautiful smile whenever she makes,

All my mourns seem to break

In her arms, I want to spend,

All my cheers and my bends.

Zeenat Aman

Educator at Prashant Public School Udhampur