Wednesday, August 21, 2013

I wanted something...

I wanted something to feel
From sea
The great seashore that gurgles at the evening,
The scene of children playing in sand,
The reflection of sun rays as the sun sets,
The sorrow that someone is expressing in front of the sea and
The great expanse of sea waves full of froth.

I wanted something to get
From sky
The clear, wide spread, blue,   
The unexpected, funny dreams of sky-lovers,
The clouds which throw small raindrops on wet soil,
The colours spread by jets in chevrons,
The beauty of seven colors of rainbow.

I wanted something to feel
From an old, green tree
The relaxedness of a tired traveler under a tree,
The coolness of a dark shade, 
The gossip of two youngsters in a grove,
The shelter from heavy rain and sun,
The beauty when first drop of rain falls on leaves.

I wanted something to feel
From life
The happiness of helping a blind on the road,
The moment of dancing in rain,
The cry of a child, who is lost somewhere from his parents,
The awesome bliss of a loud yell at the top of the highest mountain,
The resigned realization at the moment of the last breath. 

A POEM BY  Ms. Shrutika Wagmode, Class X
 

Monday, August 19, 2013

What young India wants?



What young India wants?
The young India wants freedom
To leave it’s age old traditions.
The young India wants to fly
In the sky of no limits.
The young India wants to shine
In the blue sea like a diamond.
The young India wants to dig out the pit
And dump the corruption.
The young India craves not to be a frog in the pond,
And wants to come out and look at the huge sea.
The young India wants to admit what it is
 And wants to start once again.
 By Sachin Bandgar
       Class XII

SOMETHING IS THERE…


Some things are there which we didn’t see
          We have to see.
Some feelings are there which we didn’t feel,
          We have to feel.
Some cries are there which we didn’t hear,
          We have to listen.
Some heights are there where we didn’t reach,
           We have to reach.
Some sorrows are there which we didn’t suffer,
           We have to suffer.
There is a lot of joy which we didn’t enjoy,
           We have to enjoy..
The life comes once only we have to live it.

 By Sachin Bandgar
       Class XII