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this is my favourite poem by Cheyenne Raine on Underwater sea life. It compares us but a sea life.

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My favorite poems are My Shadow by Robert Louis Stevenson and The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost, both of them being easy to read and sharing a deep message.

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Please Call Me By My True Names
By Thich Nhat Hanh

Don't say that I will depart tomorrow--even today I am still arriving.

Look deeply: every second I am arriving to be a bud on a Spring branch, to be a tiny bird, with still-fragile wings, learning to sing in my new nest, to be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower, to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.

I still arrive, in order to laugh and to cry, to fear and to hope. The rhythm of my heart is the birth and death of all that is alive.

I am a mayfly metamorphosing on the surface of the river. And I am the bird that swoops down to swallow the mayfly.

I am a frog swimming happily in the clear water of a pond. And I am the grass-snake that silently feeds itself on the frog.

I am the child in Uganda, all skin and bones, my legs as thin as bamboo sticks. And I am the arms merchant, selling deadly weapons to Uganda.

I am the twelve-year-old girl, refugee on a small boat, who throws herself into the ocean after being raped by a sea pirate. And I am the pirate, my heart not yet capable of seeing and loving.

I am a member of the politburo, with plenty of power in my hinds. And I am the man who has to pay his "debt of blood" to my people dying slowly in a forced-labor camp.

My joy is like Spring, so warm it makes flowers bloom all over the Earth. My pain is like a river of tears, so vast it fills the four oceans.

Please call me by my true names, so I can hear all my cries and laughter at once, so I can see that my joy and pain are one.

Please call me by my true names, so I can wake up and the door of my heart could be left open, the door of compassion.

This poem is from "Call Me By My True Names"

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--  Makhanlal Chaturvedi.

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For as long as you let me walk by you, there's adventure in every step and beauty in every sight...

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Bhavna Mathew

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This is my favourite poem by Walt Whitman. It asks if we would be an animal then....
ANIMALS
I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain’d,

I stand and look at them long and long.

They do not sweat and whine about their condition,
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with

the mania of owning things, Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago,

Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth. So they show their relations to me and I accept them, They bring me tokens of myself, they evince

them plainly in their possession

I wonder where they get those tokens,
Did I pass that way huge times ago and negligently drop them?

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‘कोशिश करने वालों की हार नहीं होती’
[रचनाकार: सोहन लाल द्विवेदी जी]

लहरों से डर कर नौका पार नहीं होती,
कोशिश करने वालों की हार नहीं होती।

नन्हीं चींटी जब दाना लेकर चलती है,
चढ़ती दीवारों पर, सौ बार फिसलती है।
मन का विश्वास रगों में साहस भरता है,
चढ़कर गिरना, गिरकर चढ़ना नहीं अखरता है।
आख़िर उसकी मेहनत बेकार नहीं होती,
कोशिश करने वालों की हार नहीं होती।

डुबकियां सिंधु में गोताखोर लगाता है,
जा जा कर खाली हाथ लौटकर आता है।
मिलते नहीं सहज ही मोती गहरे पानी में,
बढ़ता दुगना उत्साह इसी हैरानी में।
मुट्ठी उसकी खाली हर बार नहीं होती,
कोशिश करने वालों की हार नहीं होती।

असफलता एक चुनौती है, इसे स्वीकार करो,
क्या कमी रह गई, देखो और सुधार करो।
जब तक न सफल हो, नींद-चैन को त्यागो तुम,
संघर्षों का मैदान छोड़ कर मत भागो तुम।
कुछ किये बिना ही जय जय कार नहीं होती,
कोशिश करने वालों की हार नहीं होती।

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This is a poem I wrote. It is one of my favorites.

Emmeline (Caleb’s perspective in Spondulix)

Saw you through the dim light,

Coming closer, one step at a time,

Your silk dress slipping down your bare white shoulders,

Just as smoothly as our fingers brushed past that day.

You sat at the piano,

And gently pressed the keys,

The sweet melody of the song took over my ears,

And filled the room covering every corner.

You looked at me and started singing,
One verse at a time.
Felt like a whisper,
Tingling my ears.

Sending a shiver down my spine,

Your voice took over the coldness of San Francisco,

It was terrifying,

Yet overwhelming.

Just as the song finished,

I gave the glass in my hand a swirl,

And took a sip of my Berthe de Joux,

Tasting the absinthe.

The sourness of the herbs,

And the fruity alcohol,

Blended together like,

A warm cup of coffee on a rainy day.

You silently got up from the piano,

And walked towards me,

Even the clacking of your heels,

Was euphonic to me.

Your dress brushed past the cold floor as you walked,

You came closer,

To me and the silent bar,

Where your drink sat.

You placed your soft cloud like lips on the rim of the glass,

Tilting it, you sipped and shut your eyes close,

shiny dust sat on your eyelids,

sparkling ever so brightly.

You pleasured the cold taste of absinthe on your tongue,

As if it was the last sip ever,

You took another one,

And opened your glossy eyes.

You took a step closer,

Let yourself onto my body,

And brought your mouth close to my ear,

I could feel your warm breath.

Then you spoke those mesmerizing words,

More like a whisper

“Emmeline, that’s my name”,

The words I’d been waiting to hear.

[Based on the book Poison Artist by Jonathan Moore (just a scene from the book ~ Spondulix, the silent private bar scene with some changes of my own)

Notes: “as if she’d stepped out of a silent film” ~ quoted from the book itself, description of Emmeline]

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This is something I wrote last year during the lockdown.

Learning through the Quarantine

These months at home, are enough to realize. With lower productivity, making stronger ties

Dining on the table, all the meals with fam, Eating all the food and losing out no gram.

Playing monopoly with mom and cards with Dad, All days are stressed but no day makes me sad.

Family time at 9 and watching movies till two, Invaluable memories and lost in dreams, of the world outside I have no clue.

Earphones in the ear, and friends on FaceTime, Planning another day out with my patterns in crime.

Learnt to cook, learning the technique of self-care, University apps, community service and grade 12, now I am climbing up a stair.

Missing out on physical presence but my love in words, The feelings of my soul reflected in the free birds.

It has been long, but time flies, These days of “virus” got me stronger ties.

Call it a virus, a germ or disease, I wish this time to freeze.

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There is another one that I wrote as a part of a published collection "I wish I knew what love was":

I wish I could run back in time and confess my greatest sin,
I’ve loved you throughout but the light was dim.

Now that I know, I need you closer. Closer like never and stay for an ever,

The tender essence of your soul, And those jokes made me roll.
I wish I could have known,  the seeds of attachment you’ve sown.

Your presence was as soft as silk, glistening white like the distilled milk.

your lips, your arms, I wish were mine,
Oh, Now I desire, I should’ve crossed the line.

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By Ronit Mathew , MYP 1

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My toys are the best,

My toys are the worst,

But still they’re the one I like first.

They are like me crazy and lazy,

Going round and round  when things go hazy.

I cuddle and hug them so do they,

Being happy with me whatever I say.

We sleep together, we play together and do a lot of fun,

We are the partners in crime, under moon and sun.

I like when we smile, I like when we laugh,

Being together is the funniest part
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an attempt at a song, of a walk down Park Street, unmasked. 

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an attempt at a song, of a walk down Park Street, unmasked. 

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TC : film studies

sipping coffee, unmasked
There's a new world in the making,
There are smiles on unmasked faces in store.
We'll be together again,
Sipping coffee like we did before.

When 'this' is gone forever,
And lessons learnt for sure,
We'll be walking down Park Street again,
Sipping coffee like we did before.

I know I felt invincible,
Thinking nature is my toy store,
I wont repeat that again,
'Cause I wanna sip coffee, without a mask,
like before.

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Friendship is pure,

It is a heavenly connection for sure.

My friends and I play in the park,

And we don’t come home till after dark.

We love having playdates,

Together we are best mates.

We sing, we dance, we share our food,

But it all depends on our mood.

We swim and splash, That’s so much fun,

Go for long walks and soak in the sun.

Your friends are there to wipe your tears ,

And also to overcome your biggest fears.

we might scream, we might fight,

But in the end we always hug tight.

I love my friends,

I hope our friendship never ends!

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Coding All Day And Night (Aniruddha Manaktala - 3A)

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Coding All Day And Night (Aniruddha Manaktala - 3A)

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I am coding all day and night,

I can’t stop croaking when I do it right.

I speak “Python” and “Java”,

Which everyone things is a saga.

In a class when there is a demand,

All I can think of is a “command”.

In my mind there is never ending construction,

Creating many “loops” and “function”.

From “HTML” to “CSS”,

Coding is the best, Yes!

My inspiration to write this poem came from Coding,

True! I am learning coding, my father tells me that everything is moving to coding.

In my poem , I have added the language of coding,

And with my dedication try to keep the ball rolling.

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I love the Earth,

And everything that lives.

I love the plants,

And the beauty each one gives.

I love the animals,

And the fishes at sea.

For I am a part of Mother Earth,

And it’s part of me.

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Art is a subject that is entertaining,

and certainly should not be constraining

You may draw, sculpt, colour or paint anything that wonders your mind,

and your output shall never be blind

Your work can be abstract, light, dark or mysterious,

but it should not be serious

Your artwork can be as big as a tree or as small as mice,

nobody minds it as long as it is nice

You can start creating an art as long as you are keen

without worrying about it being heard or seen

An art is what the artist truly believes it to be,

you can admire it or just let it be.

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When the path of life gets too tensed

The angels who show the light are Friends…

We grow up in their company while we study and play

Sometimes it’s with dolls and guns and sometimes with clay…

A true Friend is someone who doesn’t hesitate from sharing

And this makes us feel so happy that there is someone so caring…

You can bank upon a Friend be it night or day

They help each other in a supportive way…

It is a blessing that in life with so many bends

I have plenty of smiling faces, my great-great Friends.

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My Learner’s Attributes (Tiffany Jindal - 3A)

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My Learner’s Attributes (Tiffany Jindal - 3A)

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I embody my learner’s profile,

that makes me versatile.

That’s quite a bunch,

So I try each a month.

Be a risktaker in August,

New grade, new course,

Courage is a must,

My oneself whom I trust,

Be an inquirer in September,

curious, researcher, enthusiastic,

go a step further from what  I remember,

ask and research my queries, I will never surrender.

Be balanced in October,

Balance emotion, intellect, and health,

practice each aspect together,

think before you speak, not a jabber,

it’s a wellbeing of everyone not uber.

Be a thinker in November,

Thoughtful, learning from mistakes,

New ideas, using experience, a trouble-shooter,

Though judicious, but a learner.

Be caring in December,

Empathy, compassion, respect,

Committed to me and other,

My friends, family, and everyone to consider.

Be open-minded in January,

Respect other’s point of view,

growing from experience is necessary,

That’s how I become visionary.

Be communicator in February,

Listening others, confidence in expression,

Don’t give a commentary, but a summary,

Speak when necessary that makes you extra-ordinary.

Be principled in March,

Integrity, honesty, fairness,

Dedicated brain and clean heart,

No self-interest but team at large.

Be knowledgeable in April,

Conceptual understanding, in depth knowledge,

Engage with issues local and global,

Seeking new knowledge always, is normal.

Be reflective in May,

Look back to your work, find areas to improve,

Your strengths and weakness, those you need to display,

If you didn’t do something well, that’s okay.

June and July are free,

Improve what you reflected,

It changes your life that everyone would agree.

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My speedy car,

Goes to Planet Mars.

My speedy car flies,

In the night it spies.

My speedy car takes a shower,

And smells like a daisy flower.

Don’t go to school.

Because my speedy car is cool.

Don’t give a test,

‘coz my speedy car is the best.

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Having a friend on your left and right,

Makes your day beautiful and bright.

Friends are there, whenever we need,

They are always helping us to succeed.

When we are sad, they cheer us up,

When we fall, they pick us up.

We might fight or not talk to each other,

But we are still together in spring, autumns, summer or winter.

Having a friend on your left and right,

Makes your day beautiful and bright.

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Falcon is the best,

East or west.

He protects the people,

And he destroys the evil.

Whenever something goes bad,

Falcon is very sad.

Devil gets sad,

When something bad happens to the bad.

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My Daily Routine (Anhad Sabharwal  - 3A)

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My Daily Routine (Anhad Sabharwal  - 3A)

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My daily routine is the best,

I can also get time to rest.

I play with my game on weekends,

But then the fun ends.

I have a lot of fun,

As I am always on the run.

Now that it’s done.

It is time to have some fun.

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Flowers grow- flowers grow,

In a beautiful flow

First keep a seed inside,

Then only it grows

After that put some water,

It take  some time to grow

Then it grows up,

And be a beautiful flower

It also have leaves,

Which are in green color

it has flowers everywhere,

in our heart in our garden

It has different colors,

Flowers can be Rose,

Flowers can be Lotus

Rose has red color,

And lotus is pink.

There are flowers everywhere,

In our world

Flowers grow- flowers grow,

In a beautiful flow

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Pitter patter it rain last night,

Oh boy! What a beautiful sight.

Don’t give your test because,

Rain is the best.

Don’t go to school

Rain is cool.

When you mop,

Down come rain drops.

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Ice-cream in a ,bowl

Ice-cream in a cone.

Ice cream any way I want,

As long as it’s my own.

Ice-cream can be sticky,

Ice - cream can be sweet.

Ice-cream can be delicious,

It’s my favorite treat.

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Dolphins - Acrostic Poem (Amey Balaji - 3B)

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Dolphins - Acrostic Poem (Amey Balaji - 3B)

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Delightful

Ocean

Lovely

Playful

Happy

Intelligent

Noisy

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My brother is really cute,

He runs around the house

Like a real dude. Sometimes he’s

Naughty and sometimes he is

Bossy. He likes to drive on his red ride on car,

From one room to another really fast. He cries

And throws tantrums but he is very handsome.

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Cuteness overload

Often naughty

Comes for hugs and kisses

Out and out adorable

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F -Forever together

R -Ready for whatever

I- I’ll be here always

E -Even on your worst days

N -Never have to be alone

D -Dial me on the phone

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My mom is the best,

From head to toe,

She’s cuddly and she’s like my friend,

She smells like a rose,

She cleans the balcony with a hoe.

She keeps me safe and also keeps me healthy,

I love her a lot but she loves me more,

She helps me grow and motivates me when I say I am a fool,

I have amazing times with her, whether happy or sad,

I know she is the best, you dare call her bad.

Now that you all know, go hug your mom and say ‘I LOVE YOU’,

As everything does, this poem comes to an end,

But I hope you are happy in the end

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School school school,

Learning something new,

An Interesting and a helpful place,

Makes are our life easy and better,

When the bell goes bzz bzz bzz,

Getting ready to go home,

Helps us in various subjects,

Reading and writing in various subjects!!

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There is an Island with dogs all over the place.

You will enter the Island with candies that are sour in taste

When there is a problem, I go to the dog palace,

I have been on a mission to Dog North Pole, and I even saw the Aurora Borealis.

When I leave a mission, I have a bag of courage,

At the end the bad guy is either dead or in a cage.

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The green grass, viewed milk glass, the morning sun…….oh  what fun!

The chirping birds, the flowery dew, the colourful wings of a butterfly…

Oh my ! aren’t these things , that make the heart blind and how can I forget the rainbow ,

And the happiness in my heart when the cloud is so low, these are a few of my favourite things and a long list is on the swing!!

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We are going out to the field today, we are going to run and play.

We'll be on a team and have a race….. we'll have so much fun,

Pick up the sack and jump, jump jump, jump as fast as you can,

We'll go out to the field today we are going to run and play we'll be on a team and have a race,

We'll have so much fun dribbling the ball ………dribble dribble, dribble, dribble as fast as you can,

We are going out to the field today,

We are going to run and play,

We will be on a team and  have so much fun!!

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Mother Earth has feelings too

When I wake up I feel fresh and nice,
I also see the pretty blue skies.

When the Earth wakes up she smells odour which is foul,
If you were in her place you would whine and howl.

I feel the freshness of the orchids decorated in my room,
My day is bright and far away from gloom.

But she feels the burn from chemical waste and her blooming trees have shattered,
Her day starts with pain but for us her tears never mattered.

When I break my favourite toy I cry for days and weeks,
Remembering the smile it gave me I try to fix each and every piece.

But when her tall towering tree powerlessly falls and it’s roots are torn,
No one stops to protect it, shed a tear or even mourn.

It seems that our ego will sacrifice this world with our greed for taller buildings and gigantic homes,
Now Mars teases the Earth that she is no more green and beautiful, now she howls in the orbit she roams.

When the trees are chopped, the homes of so many creatures are taken away without any warning,
The shade of the little orangutang, the nest of that hummingbird is gone before the morning.

With pollution and chemical gases we have erased the bright blue sky,
Humans stay unaffected but each and every other species cry.

There are only a few people who are helping but many are watching and standing still,
We all will die together without oxygen with each forest we kill.

There is no time for reaction it’s time to ACT now,
We have to save our Mother Earth from our cruelty any how.

Because the day she will get upset and stop giving
We won’t be able to survive a minute, we will stop living

Now there might be something you still can do,
Always remember you count on the Earth and she counts on you.

Forest are where all birds and animals can breed
Let’s grow back the trees that are gone because of our greed

We have thousands of reasons to cut the trees down
Now let’s find the reason why they should be grown

Let’s celebrate our birthdays and anniversaries by planting a tree
Let’s remember our loved ones who are gone buy soughing a seed in their memory

Let’s use baren lands to grow more trees instead of building a temple
Show the world god lives in your heart let’s set an example

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