HEAVEN HIJACKED
What a fruit of forbidden tree
Brought misery and misfortune to men like me?
And dear ones drawn out of home and hearth
Forced to flee, the fair natives of blessed Earth
First it began with thunder and roar
Soon guns and granades began to pour
With all ruins and chaos combustion
The first target taged was education.
Thousands murdered and lakhs migrated
Hatred generated, hearts separated.
Do the rebels assert eternal providence?
And justify revolt by their sence
Do they glorify everything degenerated?
And how they Hell for humans created !
But every cloud has a silver line
It was hoped for everything fine.
Something for haunted was timely done.
The credit goes to a noble person
By mercy of God, he knew the nature of revolt
As he was honest, strong and bold.
What the wolves gain from deathly dance?
When he records every chance.
Can cruelty ever appreciated?
When everything is wisely calculated
What for such holy war was fought?
And all the hell in
Valley was brought!
Let us pray for peace to prevail
Have strength to return Heaven to vale.
Satish Bhat
Lec. English
SORROW
On the tip of her tongue,
All kinds of arguments
and questions deep,
Which would make the laughter weep.
I hate myself,
And everyone around.
O, my loving heart! why going far away?
What word of love can my dead lips say!
I want to cry without sound,
O, Senseless Nature! is this the end,
Of my happiness newly -found?
Dear God, is the land
Where I am destined to live?
And then I see,
Hidden in the crevices of my heart,
My little doll’s smile.
So, this is not the end,
Of course not!
I WILL live, as it is Your wish.
But, from my bloodshot eyes,
Fall tears unrestrained,
Well, never mind,
I will drink salty tears as wine.
Raj Shree Dhar
JKIMS, Jammu
“I AM AN ARMY BRAT”
I don’t think there’s much to say
About my life ’cause it speaks for itself
The life I lead, the aim I have in life
And what I’d call myself ……….
I am an Army Brat! I fear nothing ……..
Ready for all situations & tough enough to brave the consequences!
To walk on my father’s footsteps is my Aim! And the day I’ll surely
Accomplish my goal !!
Call me a Gorkhali and I’ll be proud of myself!
Yes , I am an Army Brat!
I belong to the place where Army takes me to.
I don’t have a permanent house to live in
But wherever we go … wherever we get shelter, we make it our house!
Good enough to call it home.
I am an Army Brat!
I move from places to places, make a lot of friends ………
May be because we learn to adjust with them!
Make happy memories & cherish them forever!
I am an Army Brat.
A Gypsy carries more value than a big Lavish Mercedes to us.
I am an Army Brat & proud of the life I lead …
Miss Tvisha Bawa
Army Public School
Source of Enjoyment
It’s raining, so amazing to see,
It’s making music,
so melodious to feel,
The sizzling lighting,
the thundering voice,
Makes anyone, to think solvalently
It falls on leaves giving
a serene contentment,
It changes into a pearl
when sit on blooming flowers,
It grabs all my sadness
and enlivens me,
It makes me feel that
nature is always with me,
Every drop that touches my skin,
creates an ecstatic feeling,
As it begins to dilute,
all concentrated anger behind me,
It creates a ferocious scene of darkness,
By gifting a colourful rainbow,
it shows its kindness,
Being eternal,
it will perached me forever,
Thus help me to be a sensuous ever,
It always joins with falling tears of mine,
It makes me realize to
obsolete the loneliness atleast…!!!
S. Hansika
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