Saturday, May 5, 2007


Rhyme Time
Lucky land

One day, I went to a land

Which was a very friendly-looking land

And there I saw a queue

In which the people were not few

They all were buying lottery tickets

I also decided to buy one

To see how lucky was I

The result came

The highest lottery was of ten crores

They displayed it on the board

All the people gathered there

I was left alone

Itoo came to see my luck

And could not believe my luck

I had won ten crores

As they kept the cheque in my hand

I named the land "Lucky land"

Surbhi Bansal, VI-A, St Joseph’s Convent Secondary School, Bathinda

A captive

He despises a captive’s life.

Was he always wrong,

Or was that judgement not right.

Only he knows it best

The difference between darkness and light

Or you may ask a blind man,

Who has never seen the colours

Of his life.

He remains chained in that dark cell.

Now he can’t imagine anything worse than this hell.

But he still hopes that he may never

Be taken as a prisoner

He will remain firm to tell the truth

And will ask the Almighty if he

Could get back those precious

Years of his life

Where did he go wrong,

Divya Sharma, XI Dayanand Public School, Shimla





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