Author: Tisya Patwary, Class VI F
When the road feels hard to climb,
And success seems out of time,
Don’t stop now, don’t look back,
Every struggle fills your lack.
Trust yourself, be brave, be true,
Great things are waiting for you.
Slow or fast, just move ahead—
Winners rise; they’re never dead.
Nature smiles in skies so blue,
With shining sun and morning dew.
Trees whisper songs in gentle air,
Flowers bloom with colours fair.
Rivers dance and birds take flight,
Stars glow softly through the night.
Nature teaches, calm and kind,
Peace and hope for heart and mind.
Let us love and keep it pure,
For nature’s gifts will long endure.
India, my motherland so dear,
A land of hope, courage, and cheer.
From snowy peaks of the mighty Himalayas,
To oceans deep where the sun softly plays.
Rivers like Ganga, Yamuna flow,
Blessing the fields where green crops grow.
Forests whisper ancient tales,
Deserts shine with golden veils.
Many languages, colours, and faiths,
Different paths, yet one embrace.
Festivals light each home and street,
With songs, laughter, and sweets to eat.
Brave hearts wrote our freedom’s story,
Through sacrifice, pain, and glory.
Their dreams still guide us every day,
Lighting for us a stronger way.
India stands with pride and grace,
A smiling soul, a timeless face.
In unity we rise and stand,
Forever proud of our India land.
