I have one pen
That is blue
I have one sister
To play with, she is you
I have one pen
That is yellow
I have one friend
He is a dirty fellow
Lets Bring The Day:
It was the dawn of brand
The doors of my eyes opened to birds singing and
the suns ray
Given a sight towards the exterior world
The blazing hot fire was turning cold
Wonderful change was there in Nature
Enthusiasm was growing in every creature
The dense cloud was lost and the
surroundings were clear
Joy and emancipation were on and far
removed was fear
New charming greenery and just
Calm sparkling streams and mountains
Scenery adorned with pretty blooming flowers
The atmosphere was redolent with its flavours
Mood was jubilant as this was a
most glorious event
With obvious relish I had savoured the moment
A kind of triumphant glitter was in people’s eyes
Thus light of hope was blown about
the cool blue sky
About the situation as much as it were
described it would be less
Full gratification was on me due to happy hunting places
But after the dream ended and on
Watching the same situation made me furious
The same desolate place and still moving on
towards worse directions
The foolish game of the leaders and its big
impact on the nation
In the name of the peace nothing remained
Only movement, battle and flood of
blood and tears
But its time to lift this place from the
quicksand of violence
And its time to satisfy our thirst for freedom
So lets walk hand in hand to bring that dawn
And give support to regaining
peace and joy again
Bikash Rawal, IE, Acme
Oh nature what a wonderful
Beauty you are.
Restless clouds are always seen
Circling around you
Cheering of birds and sounds of rain
Amuse me when I feel my life is in vain.
Greenery around the state
Makes me alive when I feel I am dead.
Wonderful blue sea and the sky
Provides me joy and colourful light.
Mountain, lakes, ocean and seas
Compose the most marvellous of songs
Creating their own music
Teaches me lessons.
Those beautiful animals and colourful flowers
Provides me with positive attitudes
Towards my own outrage and hate
About the creation of own soul
Finally I come to know that this is none other
Than Nature who creates me as a whole.
Benit Pokharel, Class IX, INDEBS School
THE SEED OF LOVE
Once I sowed a little seed,
Down the earth so deep,
There was a plant sleeping in it,
‘Cause it was for me, waiting.
Drops of rain, lots of sunshine,
Calling the wind to be a friend of mine,
Made my little seed grow,
Wanted the sun to shine more,
Then the power came in,
Made my plant very green,
At last my seed was a tree,
Everybody near came to see.
Little buds bloomed as flowers,
Fruits were spread in showers.
Oh God! My wish, let me pray,
To spread happiness day by day.
0One day we should bloom like this,
Never to cry but, smile like this.
Shagorika De, Class IV, Modern Indian School, Chobar, Kathmandu