MY LOST NICHE
I was so content with my niche,
Distress had never passed by me,
I ascended so high in the sky,
Freely flapping wings to soar,
Too high,
Inhaling cool airs,
I had no fears,
I landed on the tops,
For a restful stop.
Accompanied by my own species,
I abided in my wondrous niche.
Flanked by hills around,
My niche knew no bounds,
I enjoyed the life in trees,
Besides the gigantic seas,
I slept a sound sleep,
Nothing disrupted my peace.
All of a sudden a strong breeze,
Made me bow on my knees,
It tore apart my nest and niche,
Robbed me of my peace and ease,
I lost my niche,
I loved so much,
Pray my Eden is restored as such.
Ashiq Hussain Rather
Doda
What I love I lose
I remorse for what I choose
What seems in my hand
Got buried deep in land
Unafraid of mighty sea
And the heights of endless sky
I loved being high
Best of me I try
Alas! at end I cry
What I love I lose
My fate snatches from me
Every chance to cruze
My fate is just like a bubble
So close the awe-hutch
But banged on mere touch…….
Ankush Salgotra
Srinagar
LOVE
Love,
A word in which the whole world exists,
The centre around which all emotions revolves,
Like magnet, it attracts .
Like god, it blesses.
There is no desire
Of any worldly pleasure,
Because
Love is powerful than wealth, honour,
And any treasure.
Love is alchemy,
Converts soul into the soul of the world.
All ordinary things seem extra – ordinary .
One feel happy at heart.
Once love has engulfed the soul,
One has the power to fight with the rags of time.
Treasure lies in the meeting of twin souls,
That is sacred and pure.
Shifali Sharma
B.Com, GCW, Parade
REAL TRIUMPH
Oh The day hasn’t came yet
When you become a victor
Still there are hurdles ahead
Don’t set your heart at rest
Until you get the best,
Keep your struggle ever burning
Like candle eve to morning,
Still entire world is open before you
No matters what field you choose,
Quit all pleasure and malady
To serve the needy but not greedy,
Yet the peoples are sufferings
Childrens are languishing,
They need someone to heal their wounds
And one who free them from folds,
Only then your service fetch relief
And leads to summit of real triumph.
Imtiaz
Kheora, Rajouri.
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