inner voice

       GIRL CHILD She is thrown When she is born She is never treated with kind Because she is a girl child She is made to sit at home Barred in a dark room alone Where she cried without a reason Like a little sparrow in a prison Which wants to fly in the wild? But is never allowed to do so Because she is a girl child She is tortured She is blamed She is considered a burden For a reason uncertain She is never given her right Because she is a girl child First she's a daughter Wants to give love to her parents Then she's a wife Who wants to give love to her family The she's a mother Who loves her children But when she is alone There is no one to love her She is considered a rotten fruit Whom everyone hates Whom everyone wants to throw She has to bear If she wants' to survive Because she's a girl child Biraj Gupta K.C.I.S FLOURISHED AGAIN Wished for happiness, But always bestowed with worries, Friends faded away; Provide me the strength, I prayed. That was a luckless hour I was poorly dethroned And lost my power Laid my head at bestrayer’s door, He exploited me, more and more Once I was sweet as primrose With innocence, wrong people, I chose. All my goodness fled away My life hasted to swift decay But time altered I gathered myself which was earlier scattered Again I was ambitious of the town I was the successor of the ultimate crown I flourished again And wither’d away, other’s blame With heavy heart, I resisted those friends Who used to be my well wishers, They’d pretend. Shifali Sharma B.Com P-2 GCW, Parade A DEAL WITH ETERNITY I want to be very very clear, Candid and precise, Do not strive to capture My heart, The one I have already, Bartered with my Lord, For you are not Fit to be appended with Heart, Your beauty is rot, Your night is dark, Your life is short, You have nothing to allot Only my Lord Has such a paradise To award To his slaves, His lovers, A paradise of unequitable, Unthinkable and unimaginable Pleasure and comfort So keep away And let me sleep A slumber, sounder and sweater In the warm lap Of my lord. Ashiq Hussain Rather Doda SPRING Lo, the spring has come Smile on face with playful fun Air is full of genteel breeze There is no chill no freeze Spring is a welcome season Gentle winds blow with a reason Lush green fields take birth Here and there mirth follows mirth Rivers were silent flow in torrents Foam and froth float upon currents Animals graze in lush green fields Farmers in arms plough they wield Trees are dressed in ornaments new Charma of spring spot only few Velvetty grass with no smear or blot Sitting on banks people feel gloat In trees buds afresh arise and sprout In their whorls look bright and stout Spring renews promises with life Verily vanishes the drabs of life In spring we revive and bloom Like dancing peahen in its plume Tensions get burried hopes high up To regain what we could not fill up In the gone year that was dreary Kept rolling by the people fiery Now have a promise to grow and prosper With renewed hope spring to deliver So sing the birds and sky larks soar In ecstasy hop doing dometic chore With no grievance with the gone year Spring hopes rebirth so why to fear Bushan Malmohi Jammu