Written by Sreeranjini Sureshbabu, Grade 8 – L, Our Own English High School, Sharjah
An eccentric happy soul was she yesterday,
Frolicking in the antics of her own heart
Adept at spreading accord and love
Abruptly dissolves her gentle smile.
Agile in the summer sunshine grass,
How have you forgotten to smile?
Splashing in the rain puddles,
How have you forgotten to dance?
Beneath a plain old hood
Where are those ardent blue eyes?
Something seems amiss in you, my friend.
How have you fallen into your own shadow?
Where is that playful wide grin of yours?
How have you become aloof from yourself?
Accurately articulating your thoughts yesterday,
How did today turn out so different?
Oh dear friend! Where are you?
Why have you apprehended yourself?
Do not let go of your wonderful insanity,
Set fire to those shackles and break free!
*Photo courtesy Google, chosen by the poet herself
- By Sachyit Manoj
I woke up with a headache
Seeing the gingerbread man awake.
I asked him, “What ‘re you doing up so early?”
And he said, “I just want to make my hair more curly.”
I got really annoyed at him, like most,
And all I wanted was for him to leave my coast.
I then started brushing my teeth with white chocolate,
Turned on the TV to watch Harry Potter and Goblet.
Then I went to take bath while eating my candy cane,
Just staring outside at the trees from my window pane.
Just when I saw the sun rise right above my house,
And years of hard work vanished – just like my spouse.
– Sreeranjini Sureshbabu, Grade 7 – L, Our Own English High School, Sharjah
Noise of the wind rushing through leaves fill my ears
All that joy I can no more to bear
The beauty and wisdom of nature
Touch my heart mystically.
Stepping forward with a confident heart
I race through clusters of leaves
Wind gushing into my ears
Whispering words unfamiliar to me
Warm rays of sunlight on the forest floor
Urge me to the next door
I brace myself for surprises to come
As the wind passes by, jingling the green.
Creaking of twigs, splashing of puddles
One more step and I jump into a river,
Whose cold waters lift my spirits.
I soak myself to my heart’s content
As I step onto land
The current tugs at my legs
Pulling me back
Least bothered am I about it
As my life goes out of grasp
The waters carry me afar
To the verge of a not-so-high waterfall
I take a deep breath and without a thought
Dive into the blue depths.
With a heavy splash I land
Gasping I swim to the surface
Hoping for wild
I swim and reach the bank
Waiting for the tug at my feet
But nothing happens
And so I go on without a destination
I walk and walk until I became breathless
And I call out to the earth surrounding me:
Oh mother earth! How wonderful you are!
Your beauty mesmerising, your wisdom profound!
You nurture me in those arms of yours….
Oh! All I want is to live forever
And seek yet more wonders awaiting me!
As I move forward
Thick dark clouds assemble, hiding the sun
A few drops fall from the sky
In no time the storm strengthens
Making this the best day of my lifetime!
I raise my arms and fall on my knees
Feeling the rain on the surroundings and self
I feel complete, at last
As the rain drops and the green
Fill the chasm of sadness
With ever-lasting happiness…
Anagha Arun, Grade – 8A, Leaders Private School – Sharjah
Irresistible is the fragrance
Of the freshly bloomed daffodils,
That sway in rhythm
With the cool April breeze
The desire to venture
Into the bosom of nature
But I shall not go
As something warns me
That ahead lies danger
Perhaps life threatening
The trees seem so welcoming
As the leaves whisper a lullaby
Or are they chanting a wicked spell
To poison the souls of my kindred
The ripe mangoes of yonder tree
Seem so tempting
But could they be a decoy
To lull one into a trap
Nay, I shall not go
Though the forest beckons me
I shall trust my conscience
Than follow an unknown trail.
- By Sreeranjini Sureshbabu, Grade 6 – L, Our Own English High School, Sharjah
Drops of rain trickled down the window
Each drop collected with a splash below.
The song of the rain continues
With a constant flow.
I watched through the blur
As the rain kept making new rhythms
The world in front of my eyes
Covered in a watery fuzz.
I opened the window
And the wind washed my face
Into the open I looked.
The mist smiled with a cloudy haze
The cool breeze passed by,
Kissing my cheek.
I smiled and laughed
Replying to the songs of the rain.
- Written by Sreeranjini Sureshbabu, Grade 6 – L, Our Own English High School, Sharjah
Always with great expectations
My year starts
Always with satisfaction
My year ends
Celebrations of joy
Laughter heard above the sky
A new year comes opening the doors
Finding ways to above floors
Maybe missing the past,
Maybe wishing for wonderful paths,
But are never lost
Another future we weave,
Never attempting to predict
A new year awaits
Laughing with joy, forgetting the past…
By Sreeranjini Sureshbabu, Grade 6 – L, Our Own English High School, Sharjah
Will the future be bright?
Or will it be a bad sight?
Will the next generation have a good time?
Or will life just be a mime?
Will the world flourish?
Or will that just stay a wish?
Will we be able to care for us?
Or will we keep making a fuss?
Are we supposed to die, breaking each other’s heart?
Or die, falling apart?
Are we to live in misery?
Or be fiery?
Will we ever hold hands together and smile?
Or will we keep cursing each other for a while?
Will evil be the one that rules?
And will we be his fools?
Will we ever know the meaning of happiness?
Or will we forever be slaves of sadness?