NATURE’S HAND
Walking towards a wishful dream,
By your side a crooked stream,
Above, the clouds are fluffy cream,
No longer do you want to scream.
The air it smells so sweet.
The birds go, twitter tweet.
Soft grass to place your feet.
You groove with nature’s beat.
Out here, there are no cars.
Out here, there are no bars.
Nighttime brings you Venus, Mars;
Uncountable amounts of stars.
Take it all in friendly stride,
Don’t ever feel you have to hide.
This is where you reach inside,
And spread your wings; feel them glide.
Your life is yours, not theirs to take.
Light a fire by the lake.
Always love, with whom you wake,
Never let your friendships break.
I know that nature’s trees are tall,
There’s some you cannot climb at all-
Full in Spring ”til Autumn’s Fall,
Covered in a winter shawl.
And as the seasons come and go,
You’ll see the stream begin to grow.
Filled by your whole life you know,
Carried in the winds that blow.
Listen to the song it sings-
Love and peace is what it brings.
Sharing all the little things,
Smoothing over dents and dings.
That what living’s all about.
Never fill it up with doubt.
Look real close to find this out-
Always seek the kinder route.
And you will see, my oldest friend,
This dreamy life, it has no end.
There’s always more beyond the bend,
Nature’s hand, a limb, to lend.
-Kavya Jandial &
Shivansh Jandial
The best
In my life
I saw many troubles
Many ups and down
But I have a hope
I have a trust
One day, I will become the best !!!
Ritika Khar
S.H.P. School
Jagti Nagrota, Jammu
THE SKELTON
Without flesh, without fat
Looked like a starved rat
Coming across the fields alone
A bundle of two hundred and six bones
Skelton…Skelton…all cried
His body was totally dried
Shade as dark as night
At first sight our hearts’ fright
Eyes were so deep like an empty well
Coming straight from the hell
He looked so confident
Walking slowly, his back was curved and bent
Crops salute and bow their head
Irrigated by his sweat and blood
Burned by sun like a coal
Working all day with his mind, body and soul
Moist body wet with sweat drops
People call him Father of crops
Everyday haunted by same question
While crossing his border
Did I work harder?
Carrying the burden to feed all
My heart filled with emotional call
Tears came out from corner
He smiled and said
“THIS IS MY MEDAL OF HONOUR”
Er. Shivalik Kalsotra
Mohinder Nagar, Canal Road, Jammu
I don’t wanna die…..
I don’t wanna die, Mom
I don’t wanna die
I wanna see the high mountains
I wanna see the blue sky
I don’t wanna die, Mom
I don’t wanna die.
I wanna see you smiling ever
Don’t wanna make you cry
I’ll make you proud Mom
So, please don’t feel shy
I don’t wanna die, Mom
I don’t wanna die,
Mom, don’t make your heart so small
I’ll always be your doll
Give me a birth, Mom,
I wanna fly
I don’t wanna die, Mom
I don’t wanna die……
Dr. Guru Sharma
Patel Nagar, Kathua
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