Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
A. Spoorthi
VI
Narendra high school,
Mamidipally armoor,
Nizamabad
My English Teacher
My teacher teaches us English,
And makes learning real fun
He teaches us grammar
And mends our manner.
Stories and poems alike
He makes them come alive.
Homework and classwork is easy to you
Because he makes it all clear to you;
This is our dear English Teacher!
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
Ashmita Acharya
X
Jubilee Hills Public School,
Hyderabad, Telangana
My Kite
The sky was a beautiful shade of blue,
The clouds like heads of vanilla foam,
The wind was rushing merrily past,
And seamlessly did the sparrows chirp and roam,
I had never flown a kite before,
But it had always been my fantasy,
To fly my kite to the greatest heights,
And right all the wrong fallacies
I lifted my pretty, turquoise kite,
And threw it to the mercy of the winds so fast,
I ran and tackled it’s holding thread,
The kite like a dot on a deep, blue mast
As I kept the thread going,
The little kite soared higher and higher,
Until it came to a stable stop,
Right next to the sun’s golden empire
The kite kept gliding from side to side,
Effortlessly dodging the vagaries of the breeze, And I gave its thread a sudden thrust,
Making its tail cut across the crease
When at last the kite could soar no higher,
I firmly held the cottony thread,
And gazed at my pretty little kite,
Reaching to the winds with its pointy head!
But alas! Then came another kite,
Red, and giving out unkind vibes,
Milling all around my frail, blue one,
And meteing out smirks and desolate jibes!
It captured my wire in its own,
And made complex loops around,
When snap went my wire all of a sudden,
My Kite swooped rapidly down
I found it lying on a heap of dust,
Sparkling, without any sign of wear and tear, Winking and shining under
the golden Sun,
As if saying,”My victory was clear!”
The events of that afternoon,
Had left my spirits glowing and lit,
I was so ecstatic and overjoyed,
I could literally write a poem on it!!
(Wait, have I?)
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
Mohd. Zainuddin F
IV
Slate- The School, Abids,
Hyderabad, Telangana
Our Nature
We love flowers
We love trees
Clear water in rivers and seas
We want trees and more tigers in the wood
And, that all birds and animals get enough food.
We need fresh air and clear blue sky
We need more parks and greener areas,
That’s why!
That’s why!
That’s why!
Down with pollution, find a Solution!
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
Frahanaaz
X
Siddarth Group Of Schools Medak,
Hyderabad, Telangana
How Great Women are !
We can’t imagine life without women
Because they are the Life
The day may ends without rain
But not without woman
The river flows day and night endlessly
Like the woman who works happily
The Earth bears all the human race without pain
Like the woman who cares without strain
The woman kills all her dreams for Children
Like Weddell seal to Strengthen
We can’t imagine life without woman
Because they are the Life.
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
Ashmita Acharya
Class X
Jubilee Hills Public School
Hyderabad, Telangana
My Kite
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
Tejas Chelamkuri
Jubilee Hills Public School, Hyderabad, Telangana
A TRUE FRIEND
Before you became a friend of mine,
We knew each other for quite some time.
I hate to say we wasted a year and a half.
I’m glad we can now look back and laugh.
It’s funny how things turned out.
I wish I could say I never had a doubt.
Truth is, I’m proud to say
You and I have come a long, long way.
You touch the lives of people you know.
You walk around with a humble glow.
You’ve been a best friend to me,
One that will last an eternity.
I know my secrets you will keep.
On your shoulder I can weep.
You always listen and never judge me,
Always understand so objectively.
You light up a room when you walk in.
I’m so fortunate that my friend you’ve been.
You are the epitome of a best friend, a true ten.
I wish I had known that way back then.
Words can’t convey what you mean.
A better friend I have yet seen.
You confide in me, and I in you.
You are a friend who’s completely true.
I never thought we’d be friends like this.
A lifetime of this we almost missed.
I’m blessed things have turned out this way.
I thank God for you every day.
I’m thankful it was not too late.
My friendship with you was well worth the wait.
I love you for all that you are.
There’s no better friend by far.
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
K. Harika
VII
SSVV School,
Gajuwaka
Your smile melts my heart, I LOVE YOU TEACHER
Your smile melts my heart for sure,
That i love u
I lost my mom it is painful to describe in words
But
I see in you my mom teacher
MY DEAR TEACHER
Please be with me here forever
I love the way how u believe me
Even i dont believe in my self
Your just a teacher but for me ur a mom and friend .
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
K. Harika
VII
SSVV School,
Gajuwaka
Poetry to my dear teacher
“OH” My dear teacher please be with me here ?
just be by my side
You make me brave
But
I found you very rare
I’m little happy that your with me,
When i in fear
I LOVE YOU TEACHER
I Cant imagine a day without you
I don’t know how you believe me ,when i don’t believe in my self
YOUR NOT JUST MY TEACHER BUT
ALSO A FRIEND .
Block Title
NAME :
Block Title
Pawan Kumar Nalla
My dear friend
Oh my dear friend
You are my good friend
You smiles like a fool
But you really looks cool
This is why
I like you so much
You runs like a horse
Which is so fast
Your heart is so deep
Which is like an ocean
Filled with kind
But also foolishness
You are so good
But also a big fool
Your attitude is looking so cool
Oh my dear friend
Everyone likes you
But you choosen me
As your best friend
Oh you are so good
And innocent as a dog
But also lazy like a donkey
Your attitude is so cool
Which I like in you
Oh my dear friend
You are really , really good
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
Shaik Suhana
V
Narendra High School
Armoor, Nizamabad
The monkeys are jumping
Just like this, just like this
The peacocks are dancing
Just like this, just like this
The elephants are stumping
Just like this, just like this
The nightingale is singing
Just like this, just like this
The lions are roaring
Just like this, just like this
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
M Srujana
V
Narendra High School
Mamidipally, Armoor, Nizamabad Dt.
MOTHER
When I think of love,
I think of you,
Who helped me grow up
Straight and true.
I can never repay you
But there’s one thing I can do,
That’s to tell you again
“Mother, I Love you”.
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
H. Arun kumar
VII
New Vison School
Khammam.
Never blame a day in your life.
Good day gives you happiness and day gives you experience.
Both are essential in life!
All are god blessing!
Keep the things in your heart
Which hurts others….
But,
never try to hurt someone by keeping
something in your heart.
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
K Mukesh Kumar Reddy
VII
Nagarjuna Model School, Kadapa, AP
TIME TO TIME
DON’T WASTE THE TIME,
TIME CAN’T BE REGAIN.
MAKE YOU TIME,
BE SUFFIENT IN TIME.
DON’T PASS THE TIME,
YOU JUST BY THE LAUGHING.
USE OUR TIME,
BE PROPPER IN THE TIME.
USED THE TIME IN TIME,
DON,T POST FOR OTHER TIME.
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
Vishal Verma
Jiva Public School, Faridabad
“School life reminiscence”
How shall i express my feelings?
There are different ways,
In my words , Curiosity is what lays,
I want to share moments of my school life, a learning phase,
Oh! Those were the golden days,
Now drifted away in haze.
We learnt several things together
in different ways,
Grades and grades were used to be the only chase,
That was the place from where we got our outer glaze,
Oh! Those were the golden days,
Now drifted away in haze..
At that time, Getting marks were easy walkaways,
Surprise tests used to make our faces fleys,
We could identify the hidden emotions through eye-X-rays,
This is strengthened bond of our friendship and shower with praise,
Oh! Those were the golden days,
Now drifted away in haze.
Participated in numerious torneys,
Suffered many castaways,
Eventhough we kept our glaze like fireclays,
Now Certificates, As an evidence, itself says
Oh! Those were the golden days,
Now drifted away in haze.
Me and my mates used to be the popinjays,
Despite of what teacher says,
“Need any information? We the only who conveys”
All the time chit chat and baloneys
Oh! Those were the golden days,
Now drifted away in haze..
Till date i remember those giant doorways,
I left my lifelines there holding for the last time with grace,
At that time we were in great need of sickbays,
School life had an important role,
Our attachment displays,
With Farewell it all came to chose our gateaways,
Oh! Those were the golden days,
Now drifted away in haze.
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
N.Sanjana
VI
Narendra High School,
Armoor,
Nizamabad.
“Poem on Bathukamma”
You came from heaven to earth
To show the way
From the earth to the cross
My debt to pay
From the cross to the grave
From the grave to the sky
Lord I lift your name on high.
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
Sailaja Dadi
IX
Jubilee hills Public School
Hyderabad, Telangana
The Journey From Heaven
The Lord once had a journey from heaven,
To have a small, peaceful vacation.
He climbed upon cart numbered seven,
And quickly reached his destination.
Little did he know,
That the beings below the blue;
Wouldn’t bow,
Nor would they sew.
They were kindless, careless,
cruel beasts;
Stained with hatred
and feasted on the leasts’
They kill innocents,
for money and fame;
And cheat the others,
which is critically lame.
The sufferings of the poor,
Made Lord wonder;
If he had to create,
Lightning and thunder.
And down came rain,
Along with fire;
Causing vain;
And deaths higher.
But then Lord saw many souls,
Whose hearts were made of gold;
Who were opening out their doors,
For the weak, abundant roles.
It was then that Lord understood,
That he assumed wrong;
He felt as if though,
He bit a thong.
He felt uneasy,
Of his cynical thought;
And drifted back,
To his heavenly spot.
He then wrote in his book,
As his hand shook;
That though men were cruel at the crust,
There was kindness, below the rust.
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
B.Siddartha
VII
Sri Vijaya Sai High School,
Bodhan, Nizamabad.
Feelings of a son
There are two members in my world
They are my life
They are my heart beat
And They take care of me
They think about me
They are in my drop of blood
And Dreams of my life
They make me to enjoy this world a lot
They are none other than my
Father & Mother
Mother’s love&Father’s care lead to good life.
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
P.Mohana
IX
Sri Prakash Synergy, Peddapuram.
You may be shine
But the world is blind
We deserve tears
But they deserve cheers
Players may change
But the game doesn’t
Change.
Block Title
NAME :
CLASS :
SCHOOL :
Block Title
M.V.Suhaas
VI
Jubilee Hills Public School, Hyderabad.
School Bag
I am the bag
who carries the load,
and I am the bag
who never utters a word.
I am the bag
who carries the books,
and I am the bag
who never angrily looks.
I am the bag
who has zips,
and I am the bag
who never skips.
I am the bag
who is meant for school,
and I am the bag
who makes you look cool.