POEM

Everyday teaches us something
and they are the learnings
of our life,

MOTHER’S DAY Geetima Devi Not a day is enough Nor a year too much To sing your praises, O dear

Modernizing: Fearless Or Fearful Swati Sharma Modern! Modern! Modern! This transition is highly boredom Slang is emerging by leaps and

One India : Best India Anirudha De O India … Your oneness is inimitable — Your enormity can’t be interpreted

O Mom, O Earth; you lie in nature’s lap –
O Nature, you’re too gallant; so bright,
O Sun, your dim rays; at dawn-like a trap !
O Moon, your bluish light; so calm, at night.

Words are more powerful than Kingdom and thrones The Lords and Kings may send armies and slain you But the word stab and stays within you.

The clock of the trend, braced up its hands.
To scuttle on the streets of the dial.
Howbeit, when promptly the hands halt,
Who’ll glance eyes over the clock?

As I sit at my study
I glance without, often.
Through the fleur grills of my window
my eyes sight the world….

Those shady nights,

Did the cremation of my heart ,

When the old boxes were filmed

In a repeat telecast…..

Of past, present and future;
Of the World, creatures & Human Being;
Of today, tomorrow & every moment;
Of Hope, Faith & Courage;