Rhyme Time
Last day in school

Thirteen years, it guarded me from sun and shower,

It gave me education, and love,

It taught me success cannot come without concentration.

It built my character,

Its teachers moulded, at times scolded me.

Oh! school everything of yours is dear,

Memories are crystal clear.

First day, I came, I cried,

Now, golden memories I savour.

The days passed as if in a moment.

To my school I devote this poem

Shubham Harish, X-B,
St. Joseph’s Convent School,
Ferozepore Cantt

Global warming

I have almost finished wildlife.

And now I’ll cut humanity

With my knife,

I’ll slaughter,

This cherubic and angelic

environment.

And then drown

Your beautiful painting called ‘Earth’,

With my weapon called global warming

Harleen Sandhu, XI,
B.C.M. School,
Basant Avenue, Ludhiana

God’s creation

God has created nature,

What’s He gonna do in the future?

When the sky is so vast

And the sea so deep.

The ozone is getting evaporated

And aquatic life getting exterminated.

The life which he created

Through the universe,

Is on the wane because of us.

For the advancement of science,

Harming me, you and every animal

For this complicated exercise.

God has created nature

What’s He gonna do in the future?

Arshdeep Singh Sandhu, VIII-A,
Dasmesh Public School, Faridkot

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