Inner Voice

Unheard Cries, Unseen Lives!

I can't survive without my family,

Says the child with rivers of sorrow, staring at a fading photograph.

I longed only for love,

Whispers the girl who was never chosen.

I just hope for better health,

Sighs the man coughing on a hospital bed,

I strive each day just for food,how much my life,is rude,

Mutters the woman waiting at the temple.

I just want to rest,and nothing else,

Says the boy,working through days and nights

I wish I had a home,

Says the child,wrapped in a blanket,on the footpath.

I never gained support,

Says the voice,crushed under responsibilities,that it held.

I only wanted enough money to breathe in peace,

Says the kid selling memories for coins.

I exist without identity or respect,

Speaks the youth,lost in the crowd.

I never had confidence,

Says the girl,hiding her dreams in silence.

I never met self worth,

Says the boy,always compared,never enough.

A silent breath from the soil,

A corpse speaks,

I yearned to live but just stayed alive, now dead, just a wandering soul !

Bhumika Lakhotra

Men may come

Men may come

Men may go

But what remains

With us Is the

Experiences shared good or bad

Because experiences affects

Our feelings and thoughts

Which ignites our emotions

And the events and incidences

Have a both positive and negative

Influence on our mind

Men may come

Men may go

But what remains with us

Are the experiences shared.

Kiran Kanchan

Machhlian

Domana

The Myth of Happiness

They said it's light, a golden flame,

A prize for those who play the game.

But every time I thought it near,

It slipped away, dissolved in fear.

They sell it in a painted smile,

In borrowed dreams that last a while.

But underneath the mask and grin,

Is emptiness that hides within.

We chase it down in love, in gold,

In stories that we've all been told.

But happiness, a drifting mist,

Too soft to touch, too sly to twist.

Perhaps it's not a place, a goal,

But moments stitched within the soul-

A myth we shape, yet still we run,

Like chasing shadows from the sun.

Shiv Shakti Sunaina

University of Jammu