A PIECE OF MIND
A piece of mind
Searches for the peace of mind
In this world
Which is full of treachery and illusion.
A piece of mind
Aims for the peace of mind
In this mortal package
Which is not short of selfishness
And full of eccentricity without any delusion.
A piece of mind
Lives a billion lives
To attain the ultimate peace of mind
In each and every phase of life
Where ‘struggle is true and ease
Is farce’ is the only truth.
A piece of mind
Sometimes dies to give a birth
To the peace of mind
With impromptu decisions in this world
Where a single failure is highlighted
Over a stack of million winnings.
A piece of mind
Desires the peace of mind
So as to attain solace
Where there is no place for any
Melodrama or exaggerated emotions.
A piece of mind
Just wants the peace of mind
Which lies ultimately in “I”
And not in “you”.
But a piece of mind
Searches for the peace of mind
Being absorbed in thoughts of
“You” whereas the peace of mind is
Only a step ahead of that “I”
And “You”.
A piece of mind
at last, only desires eagerly for the peace of mind
Knowing the harsh fact that
It is like a guest, and will leave after
A short-while
And h’ve to go on an errand
For it’s search all over again,
Again and All over again…
Aditi Magotra
GCW, Gandhi Nagar,, Jammu
QUEEN NATURE
Flowers, sunshine, bees and trees
Animals, plants and cool breeze
And all other creatures
Are under queen nature.
Waterfalls and high mountains,
Winter, summer, fall and rain,
This is the beautiful side of nature.
But hell hath no fury like her.
Floods, earthquakes, tsunamis and storms,
Even man the conqueror of world can’t fight her,
For she’s as dangerous as beautiful.
She satisfies his needs which is great,
But his greed she cannot tolerate.
She has some powerful forces,
Water, wind, air and land
She dictates their moves and courses.
They are her faithful servants,
Through them she expresses her beauty,
Through them she shows her fury,
All of them humbly do their duties.
She’s not a mother ,she’s a queen,
She can be loving, she can be mean,
She’s the beauty of heaven,
The ferocity of fire,
The calmness of air,
The liveliness of water,
She’s God’s favourite daughter.
Arushi Shukla
MY SISTER
You were younger,
With considerable gap,
When you were baby,
You played in my lap.
I became a teacher,
Then you were a taught,
Competing your classmates,
Honour you brought.
You got service,
And always pleased your boss,
Maintained your family,
Without any loss.
Two sons are married,
The husband is retired,
You remained ill,
And physically tired.
I remember the days,
Your ‘Love’ and “Devotion”,
I paid for you attention,
Without any contention.
I found you smiling,
Never saw you in wrath,
I saw your birth,
And I am bereaved with death.
In the last moments,
Your cheeks were numb,
I called you loud.
But you remained mum.
You reached the pyre,
In a long procession,
” Indra” allowed drizzling,
Before your cremation,
The gloomy situation,
Gave me a grave hurt,
The flames pained me,
And injured my heart.
The rites will be complete,
By days eleven,
I pray to “God”, “Your soul”,
May get peace in heaven.
Vidhya Rattan Sharma
Gujroo Nagrota
THE EXPRESSIVE NIGHT
In the night, the quiet breeze,
blowing from the mountains,
flying over the seas,
creating a soothing cover,
at every moment as it reaches.
In the night, the green, shady trees,
singing the songs, of their lovely dreams,
In the night,
the silence of the air prevailing here & there,
murmuring in my ear:
the creation of the night spreaded everywhere.
In the night, the unrested moth,
hovering around the light,
In the zest and zeal.
In the night, the bright charming moon,
unique in the sky, dancing with the clouds.
In the night I feel very light,
I feel very cool,
I feel very lonely with firm of the night,
It says many words,
It forms many dreams
The night full of darkness
The night full of secrets
The night full of silence
The night an end of the day.
Riya Raina
Class 10th
Durga Nagar
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