Thursday, November 8, 2018
My Dream- A poem by Chinmayee Pandya
MY DREAM
I have not decided,
Nor anyone guided
What i want to be,
Not even asked me.
When I was young,
And when the school bell rung
Thought I'd be teacher maybe
But their work drove me crazy.
My father used to say,
Which made my mood grey
To become a doctor
But I said,"not your daughter".
One day i sat and thought
While lying on the cot,
Do i have nothing to do in life?
Or else my parents will make me someone's wife.
I thought about my passion
Which was partly in fashion,
But my interest in astronomy
Could beat in economy.
At last after thinking a lot,
Did i decide? Of course not
What would happen,i have no clue,
But i hope that my dream come true.
-CHINMAYEE PANDYA
Thursday, November 1, 2018
A beautiful poem by Misari Parikh
ANGEL A pair of Chelsea boots, A floral Gucci suit. Fingers with polished nails And wore a couple of rings. Left arm covered in tattoos...
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MUSIC Music is one of the most amazing things happened to me. I have tremendous interest in music. But the question is what is music....
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ANGEL A pair of Chelsea boots, A floral Gucci suit. Fingers with polished nails And wore a couple of rings. Left arm covered in tattoos...