I am you Prerna Mishra (class 11, 2009) The love which can never be measured, The priority which can never be replaced, The heart which can never say it again, The face which can never vanish, The eye which can never stop searching, Unknown is the destination of this path, the pain path? I know this And yet the life speaks, Speaks for you. My tender age have played the role. A new emotion strikes the heart, A feeling, a thought spreads in me, Will be spreading till I die. Death will search Soul will meet, Love is true I will come to you. You don’t allow me to go You are in me My mind You and you You are spirit You are me I am you.
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BROTHERS' BLUE SKY Prerna Mishra class 11, 2009 The white radiance Was impeccable, The consistency adorable. For illuminating the blue black Exists a beautiful moon. Through ocean, vales, hills and roads It shines to your window. Never I believe, That this morning when I wake, Will rouse somebody brighter, His brightness dies, when born brother another Morning and night the duty is fixed The brothers have they divided? For warming the white blue Exists the sun huge Moon and sun Sun and moon Shining and tweeting in the blue sky The brothers completing the sky. Years and years roll down Se...
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FIVE HANDS prerna mishra, 2009 25 tiny fingers sliding its way, To find the maximum amount, To satisfy the hunger The hunger that is as old as the finger. The plate carrying chunks of food Is holding five hands. Unaware of hygiene, Alien to sanitation, Living in a known hell. These five children, Are having their cherished meal. Born with an inborn disease Of Poverty. Slavery and begging Being the symptoms, Education that may be the medicine Is beyond the dream……… Harassed by the symptom Hopeless by the disease, Are these buds. finding the gem in scrap Eating the left over, Burning in sun Shivering in winter. Is it that For which the bud must sprout? “It hurts to see them” ...
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My experiment with Rs5. By Prerna Mishra (written in college 5th sem, 2013) In last 31 years, they have only asked for your 2 minutes, now as an added topping with just Rs5 in your pocket. In the interiors of Jharkhand, a true Indian village lacking in almost everything, where survival is with bare minimum resources, Life goes on because it has to. A few government schools established under “Sarva Siksha Abhiyan” shabby building, teacher sits outside the classroom with hand-fan. I saw Students having their cherished meal. A big bus carrying thousands of packets, parked outside the school. Yes it was Maggi; these children were having and of course free of cost. Mid-day meals have perhaps become very boring for these children! They too...
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A FIRE WITHIN The desire becomes the want The want becomes the need The need becomes the addiction. When the fire burns, Not in the dense forest But in the forest of thoughts Thoughts to achieve “Its not in your limit” to prove the author wrong. This author can’t write my destiny I know the key I know the lock But I don’t know how to open the lock Or may be I simply cant Every step I take, every rule I make Something drags I know what drags but still I fail to keep it away This drag throws water to my fire My fire, my fire, my fire When will it burn the “drags” And give light to my desire I know………………. This fire will fulfill me, the day it has burnt the drags. ...