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Poem submitted by Master Prakhar Prashant Natu
Age-13yrs
Std- 8th
email- prakharnatu@yahoo.co.in
NATURE
O! beautiful nature,
O! beautiful nature,
In this lie our future,
for the generation's best
we should work with zest.
The forests and beautiful valleys,
don't live in our bellies,
the forests are growing less,
so, leave the rest and do
your best.
O! beautiful nature,O!.........
RIVER
Our beutiful river,
we are in your favour,
the rivers are being polluted,
but we are not affected.
Holy rivers like Ganga
and yamuna,now all are
same,
Because garbage is burried,
and we are not worried.
Water is all not that pure,
and about which,we sure,
there is only one solution,
No pollution,No pollution....
DREAM
Last night I had a dream,
Like on a cake a layer of cream.
As creamy as a ice-cream is,
As beautiful as heaven is.
Last night I had a dream,
with a scairy fairy in the dream.
With a rod in my hand,
I was fighting with my dad.
Fighting and fighting,
I reached a land full of sand.
I was thinking there was no water on the land,
but just then Ifound a heap of sand.
I dug it and found a wand,
And I turned it into a fairy land.
With an pond on the land,
I began fanning myself and,
soon Iwas asleepon the sand.
I was dreaming this beatiful dream,
My mother woke me up.
I woke up early,
and told the beautiful joy hadI .
Poem submitted by Akshay natu.
Age-18yrs.Std-B.tech-I
NATURE'S ETERNAL BLISS
i just woke one morning to find....
the riveting dazzles and dew drops.........
on the bunging head of the flowers.....
on trees...laminas...and leaflet crops....
the light entered my eyes !!!
i felt the divine radiance God gifted...
the rainbow purging the sky limits....
and the bird hummings..with wings lifted.....
the sharp sunlight cuts the valley...
the misty air succumbs out......
to the almighty powers of the gold bearer...
the valley's agony in a thunderous shout.....
the currents flowing swiftly through.....
the hazzled ice core on its banks....
hitting the firm rock with all its rage......
the huge tone combatting with all ranks....
the leaves of the oak...kissing in affection....
the stem of redwood....strong as crust....
the apples and raspberry's intimate love....
and the fury of pine with utmost thrust...
but man....the enemy...in its lust..
has run the run for the unethical and unjust...
with illusion in eyes..and a costly miss
has surely forgotten.....THE NATURE'S BLISS.....
The Last Ritual
where lies the tranquility of our soul...??
is it in a gold coin or a green leaflet paper...
is it in dominance or in power.......??
or in an eternal dew drop of water vapour...
does it lie in exploiting a fellow human....
does it lie in having desire for illusions....
or does it lie in watching a bird fly....
behind a rainbow of colours and fusions...
does it occur in every drop of blood shed....
does it occur in every abuse uttered.......
or does it occur in a Shloka chanted...
or reading The Quran with windows shuttered
does it occur in grudge or hatred.....
in the hardest sin and the ardent crime...??
or in soothing words of The holy Bible....
or in rejuvinating tears at proper time....
the ultimate goal of mankind is peace...
The Last Ritual of man is a step ahead...
for the search of the divine blessings....
as the virtue and soul are never dead.....
Am I alone…..??
Sounds of my own footsteps followed me,
As I entered the empty aisles,
Having left behind joys of the past,
Leaving trails of some thousand miles…..
To a new place, to a new beginning,
I walk in resolution and sanity,
Prepared to embrace, the hurdles surfaced,
By a world discarding vanity……
I see faces cry, I see faces smile,
Conversing in a language unknown,
Familiar to my senses though born different,
Having a heart as if my clone……
The commotion in the town, the babbling crowd,
The warmth in souls, like a place of my own,
New mates on my side make me believe,
YES…!! I AM NOT ALONE…….