inner voice

The river

  Temples made of a leafy bower to a reed hut to a stone chamber, Made through many a spring and fall You stand a witness to them all. Before at its quiet serene ghats You crash and leap with wild abandon, Pulsating, you cut through many hard rocks Forming canyons, gorges, rapids & falls. Born of meltwater of a snowcap or from many a small and clear rill In a fit of anger and youthhood You plunge from atop a hard rock hill The fall & crash creates a ton of mist Throwing up rainbows, a sight to behold Which an eye for beauty cannot resist. And again at he ghats Away from the youthfulness of rapids and falls Your waters calm, patches green turquoise of he sky & emerald of the trees Wavy reflections, all so serene. Earlier the canyons, gorges, rapids & falls Now it’s lakes, marshes, swamps & bogs. You sipped at some immortal drink But we are only Atinder Pal Jammu  

HOME : MY SWEET HOME

Wherever you may roam, You have to agree, there is no place like home. Wherever it may be, A smelly damp or a fancy monument with a dome, Wherever you may live, there is nothing like home. At home I flee all my fears, I very well see, I am with ones who care. I care for all, you care for whom? Whatever you may say, there is no place like home. At home I hear voices of dears and near ones, Saying words of lovely care, the smiling face of Mom, How small or big it may be, there is no place like home. You ask, what is missing in your home? I reply Oh nothing, everyone is all glee, and so you see, Everywhere lovely toys and photos in frame, Even if it isn't that great, there is nothing like home. It is a Home, my Sweet Home. Sanvi Rajput G D Goenka Public School, Gurgaon.

Teachers

  Teachers are the role models in our lives They are a motivational and inspirational wellspring Who always taught us How to make sense of world And express different ideas in a peaceful way Our teachers are the path of our success They ignite our imagination and also Share their life achievements, Help us to fulfill our potential And gently nudge us to do our best I would love to thank all my teachers for The unforgettable guidance and dedication They gave me And helped me to Acquire knowledge, virtue and the other skills I can feel the fragrance of the love and tenderness Which they spread excessively Each now and then And their teaching is the brightest ray which I would remember forever Each goal of each poet and a philosopher Begins with a teacher and I am glad That god has given me Commanding and satisfying teachers The lack of whom can’t be fulfilled Kartik Raina Jagti, Jammu