Summer

The warmth on my skin,

The heat on my face,

Humidity in the air,

The sweat after a race.

Longer days with fun and joy,

Is what summer brings.

The sky in a brilliant shade of blue,

And so many more things.

The cold, tingling feeling of the pool,

As our skin gives a sigh of relief.

Our minds thinking of the lazy days,

When nobody is in grief.

The sun shines merrily above the horizon,

Sharing its heat and light.

A smile on everybody’s face,

As our hearts are filled with delight!

– Harshita Das

– 11 years, Noida

Life of an Ant and a Spider

Behind the bush, upon the mound,

ants are moving without a sound.

Leaves are passed along the chain,

where ants are lined as one.

Strands of silver make its net,

a fly is caught in its web;

Now it’s too late,

the spider comes to seal its fate.

They march on to feed the queen,

deep below she lays unseen.

Workers feed the silent drones,

in their capsule breeding zones.

The spider shoots its webs to reach,

across the ever-widening breach.

Swinging on a single thread,

beyond the gap, the web is spread

-Saurabh Patil, 12 years, Belgaum

Rainbow Family Pleasantness

One day came a long, serene rain,

Saplings, plants, farmers, reservoirs smiled again.

Others gave a frown of pain,

Due to foresight, there was no stink or overflowing drains.

Then arose the shining sun,

It was curtains up for a boon.

I looked up with elegant smile,

Sweet rainbow appeared within a mile.

I met the rainbow at the horizon,

It was a joyful, lovely reunion.

S. Miracle

11 years, Hyderabad

Mother’s Love

One big oak tree,
Which was very hollow,
On it rested,
The nest of a swallow.
The swallow had babies,
In her little home,
Soon the mother flew away,
For food in a dome.
Just then a hunter came,
For the meat in the nest.
With ruthless thoughts,
He was a pest.
The mother came back,
And fought with the crook.
She got scratches everywhere,
But did not hide in a nook.
The she-bird flew away,
With her children, she snatched.
For a mother’s love,
Can never be matched.
Seeing the will-power,
Of the little swallow,
The hunter was taken aback,
And left the tree hollow.

-Adya Tripathi

TRY, TRY AND TRY

Once there was a boy

And everyone thought,

He was a useless guy.

He always Failed,

In every exam

Be it First second or third,

Or the last, Final term.

Once he saw an art,

Who was trying to climb a wall.

Fell down, but tried again,

And then it did not

This lit up his inner soul,

He worked harder to achieve his goals.

And one day he went up so high,

That he Finally touched the sky!

IF you too want achievements,

Never, ever cry.

Just set your goals and aims,

And try try and try.

-Adya Tripathi

Our Motherland

The land of diversity,

Where people live in harmony.

Different cultures and customs,

And different castes and religions

Our history today tells us all,

About great leaders and freedom fighters’ sacrifice,

Who all were very wise.

Our country was protected,

Because they protested.

The Himalayas have worn a crown,

Giving birth to some of the greatest rivers,

The atmosphere here is filled with serenity,

Creating a nature that is very pretty!

-Aniha Sheela Paraveen

-10 years, Nashik

One Moment

One moment I was in the air,

Above the clouds, nowhere to be found.

One moment I was below the Earth,

In its core I was bound.

One moment I was in a palace,

And the other in a cottage so small.

One moment I was happy with a stick

And the other, I hated my expensive ball.

Time changes as we go,

We can’t follow it; it just goes,

Time is precious

So this is what we learnt folks!

Harshita Das

11 years, Noida

Stars

Countless stars in the sky,

I love to see them in the night.

When they twinkle in the night,

They bring to my heart, delight.

One shines, while another is shooting,

Everyone holds their breath while looking,

They come out in the night and hide in the day,

They steal my heart, in the month of May.

They brighten up the dark sky,

That is why we find them nice.

Countless stars in the sky,

I love to see them in the night.

-Anhad

15 years

Mukerian

Thoughts

I’ll be as bold as a hill,

and stand tall to face all hurdles.

I’ll be as soft as a breeze

and bring pleasure and treasure.

I’ll be as fast as a wave,

washing away all stones coming in my way.

I’ll bring fame and never shame;

I’ll shine as bright as a star;

I’ll fight all obstacles with all my might;

But nobody knew that it was my last night.

 Anmol Kaur Mongia,

12 years, Chandigarh

Never Give Up

If I made a mistake,

then I would have to retake,

and do it once again,

even feel the pain.

But there also lays a prize,

and that made me realise that,

even if I was to fail,

it would be a learning trail.

 If I hope for medals and a cup,

I can’t just rely on luck

I must do hard work,

to show the world my worth.

That’s the essence of never giving up!

Kriti Johri, 12 years Madhya Pradesh

Moon

Up in the sky
In the dark misty night
Above your height
You will find a moon that shines

It seems as white as milk
And as smooth as silk
Sometimes half and sometimes crescent
Sometimes up and sometimes down

The craters are the holes
Which are formed by big stones
It moves and it halts
No matter what Falls

No air no Fair
And no bit of atmosphere
It moves every year half inches away
As the astronomers say

– Ayush Kumar

Dwarka, New Delhi