STRIPPED TREE

I caught glimpses of that tree

Rendered mute I could not set it free

No birds no foliage on its twigs

Only a whiz of air that only swings

I kept gazing on the friendliness tree

Its pathetic condition only I could see

The tree laid open its heart that I saw

Was bleeding kept everything at thaw

The tree wore prickly situation

For it had witnessed no such ruination

Of events that never visited the tree

Heaved breath hard to set everything free

Around there were dense fleeting clouds

Gusto of winds oftentimes made sounds

That horrified me and the mute birds

Gasping for breath I minced my words

For I had much to say that lay hidden

Alas!I couldn't explore being forbidden

Like me the tree was forlorn

Still friendly without immediate harm

I tried to subdue my surging emotions

Intermittently there visited me sick emotions

The tree gave me eerie distress look

For its state of affairs that shook

Me and the inner voice

Not once, twice but thrice

Bushan Malmohi

Ajit Colony, Gole Gujral

Forever is a Myth

Forever is a myth we chase.

A fleeting dream we can't embrace.

Moments shimmer, then they go,

Like rivers that refuse to slow.

We hold on tight, yet time will fly

Evern stars must dim and die.

Nothing lasts, not joy nor pain,

Seasons end, then start again.

So treasure now, this tragile breath,

For love outshines they fear of death.

Not forever, but here, today,

Is where true beauty finds its way.

Ayushi Gupta

Jammu

The Fire Within

When shadows grow long and the night feels cold,

When dreams seem distant, their stories untold,

Remember the spark that refuses to fade,

A fire within that the storms never shade.

Through trials and tempests, through loss and despair,

That light in your soul is still burning there.

Rise from the ashes, let courage begin,

For greatness is born from the fire within.

Each stumble, each scar, is a lesson, a sign,

That struggle itself is what helps us to shine.

The dawn always waits when the dark has its run,

And hearts find their strength in the face of the sun.

So stand unafraid when the world starts to spin,

The power you seek lies deep within.

Let passion and purpose ignite and inspire-

For life is your canvas, and you are the fire.

Priyank Koul

Jammu

part of Earth

Flowers blossom, with it, so my heart.

Birds Sing, with it, so my body moves

Cool breeze move, touches me, freshens up me wholly.

What a spectacular show of nature, when unfolds.

Makes me realize, me and nature are not different (distinct) but part of same earth.

Ritik Bakshi

Jammu