Sunday, July 15, 2018

A lovely Poem by Chinmayee Pandya


THE SEA SHORE

Running in the wet sand
building a sand castle,
with various shells
why don't you give me a hand!

The little waves 
touching my feet,
giggling all way
back as it says

Oh so beautiful are
the blues of the sky
touching the shore
making it a thing worth a high

Sitting on the shore
seeing the horizon
the clear crystal sea
telling me to write more!


A lovely Poem by Chinmayee Pandya


Lonely nights

In the clear black sky
Walking down the streets
With the light of star
Makes my thought fly

The street lamps
On the side
While i walk
Gives me company all the time

All alone
Seating beneath a tree
No one to talk
But myself,but myself to deal

Tears rolling down my cheeks
No one to console
But my will would be a saviour,
But my self to deal

Talking out my headphones
Listening to a sad song
Makes me feel like
Why dont I just live
With a strong urge
But myself to deal.


A beautiful poem by Sharanya Singh


I wish…

The other day I had a dream,
It was so weird I was about to scream!
I had a weird thought on my mind,
And how to stop it I had to find.
I saw we had new technology,
If it sounds funny please accept my apology.
I was searching on the net,
It was the world map I bet,
I put my finger on artic and closed my eyes,
In a second I was near the glaciers ,
And all around was ice.
I then tried something grand,
Then I rolled in the Dubai sand.
So this was the new Discovery,
I took some time for the recovery.
I could go wherever I wanted,
As if my grand wish was granted.
All of us would get to see the whole Earth,
With this technology there is no dearth.
GOD! Please make this dream come true!
How will u do it I have no clue…

Sharanya Singh



Creativity by Devesh

Lovely and lively picture by Kush

Wednesday, July 4, 2018

Let's be in harmony with Nature !! A beautiful Poem by Chinmayee Pandya


      

A walk in the  rain


I heard the thunders,
the sky was black,
Then i wondered
to talk a walk,

It started to rain,
with gentle cool breeze going by,
Best way to express the pain,
or to cry.

Walking down the streets
int he lovely drizzle
giving a shiver in the feet
making you giggle,

Jumping over the potholes
can be a game
seems like roads
calling our name

Way back to home
Our face as bright,
as bath in a foam
which depicts a peaceful life.

A beautiful poem by Misari Parikh

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