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Week of Life

Poems by Tanisha Shah, Class VIII B

Week of Life

On Monday I was born,
Tuesday was the day I walked on,
Wednesday my childhood day
Thursday was the time,
When I learnt to express my thoughts in a different way,
Friday was the day of my wedding
Saturday I devoted to parenting
And then came Sunday…
By noon I was a grandparent
And after that I was carried on the shoulders
Of various people who were on the way to bury me
And then I was back for another week of life.

The Beauty of My Window

That red flower at my window
It is blood red in colour.
It brings peace to my mind
Its beauty is like a mystery to find
It is a home for creatures
Their food with features
Looking so glad
Joyful and colourful memories I’ve had
So many colours and varieties we meet
Every time they happily greet
Without any greed
So lovely
So charming
Dancing in air
Like a gift of god
Below the Lord.

मनुष्यता

महक शाह, काव्या कठुरिया, कृतिका भोजवानी, मानस जाटी, कृष चंदवानी, कार्तिक बंसल, कक्षा VIII D

जिस दिन धरती पर स्नेह और प्यार की जड़ें फलें,
उस दिन मनुष्य में अपनेपन की भावना बने |
जीवन का मानो यही सार,
मानवता को बनाओ जीवन का आधार |
जब तक देश में नहीं फैलेगी मनुष्यता,
तब तक नहीं हासिल होगी सफलता |
अपनेपन का हो मन में विचार,
तभी फैलेगा भाईचारा और प्यार |
भरे जीवन मनुष्य का, खुशियों से, स्नेह से,
न बंधन धर्म का, जाति का,
न डर है अब जुदाई का,
न ग़म है कुछ खोने का,
है उत्साह खुश रहने का |
प्रेम का बंधन रहे,
सुख-दुःख हम सब मिलकर सहें |
हमें बनना होगा साथी एक दुसरे का,
नहीं करना होगा भेद-भाव धर्म और जाति का |
जीवन का मानो यही सार,

मानवता को बनाओ जीवन का आधार |

The IAF

Atharv Chhabra, Class VIII B

The IAF is the Indian Air Force
Trust it and you’ll have no fear.
It is here to protect you
And is your dearest dear.
It protects you from the nation’s enemies,
By fighting them in fighter jets;
The IAF is a symbol of the brave,
To join it, a matter of pride.
So, respect the IAF
Just as the Army and the Navy;
Always honour the persons protecting you,

Then, you will be an Indian, a true citizen.

Life Without Dreams

Parin Agrawal, Class VIII B

Today, our world is full of tensions. To survive in such a world is very difficult. A way to be free from this tension and lead a worry-free life is through dreams. Imagine how a life would be without dreams. The poem describes such a life.
Life without dreams is
Like a painting without colour.
Life without dreams is
Like ocean without water.
Life without dreams is
Like a wallet without money.
Life without dreams
Would sound so funny,
Life without dreams is
Like a tree without leaves.
Life without dreams
Will only give grief.
Dreams are so important
As a key is to a lock.
Dreams are as important
As the wheels are to a car.
Dreams inspire us
Dreams encourage us
Dreams set aim
And aim brings the flame.
So friends,
Can you imagine

A life without dreams?

Thoughts

Muskan Lilani, Class XI B


There is someone in my room
who drops his tears at my life,
He searches for the happiness of my life
and pours his black blood in it.
Never thought that this mystery person
can be our own thoughts

clouding up above our soul. 

(Muskan’s poem was also published in the Children’s Magazine – Robinage)

My Family Ties

Shruti Laddha, Class VI D

Once my grandparents were travelling to my cousin’s place on a scooter. After spending some time at my cousin’s house, as they prepared to leave for home, my grandfather called my grandmother and told her to sit on the scooter. After a while, he thought that she had sat on the backseat and drove away. In reality, my grandmother had just come out of the house. She tried to stop him but grandfather didn’t hear her call. On the way, he kept thinking that she was sitting behind him and kept talking to her. After a while, he found it strange that he wasn’t getting any replies from her. That was when he turned and he realized that he had left grandmother behind. He took a U-turn and went back to pick her up. He found her walking towards him. They both had a hearty laugh as they headed home. When my grandfather shared this incident with me, I just couldn’t stop laughing!

Besides my family and friends, I also love animals, especially dogs. I hate it when someone hurts them. Every day, in the morning, I go for a walk with my mom. One morning I noticed my friend Tina throwing stones at a stray dog to keep it away from her house. I felt very bad. The dog is also a living being. It may get hurt. If the dog got angry, it may even bite her. She could have just tried to scare him instead of hurting him. I later talked to my dad about this. He told me that there are some organizations which adopt stray dogs and that we can also stop this by spreading awareness amongst people. I will also talk to Tina about this.

A poem for my favourite family member:

The Angel of my Dreams!
Oh! There’s a lady,
She sometimes calls me lazy.
Just think about her,
It will really make you crazy.
Whenever I cry,
She asks me, oh why?
She always makes me smile,
And keeps her sadness in a file.
Oh this wonderful lady,
Is the angel of my dreams.
Can you guess who she is?
Yes, of course, it is my mom!