What does mean to her,
Besides a medley of signs?
An alien object,
It holds her in binds.
Is she cursed to be a girl?
Her fault IS IT?
Never read a bit.
Tradition is her captor.
Barred from her every right,
As she turns the book in her hands,
Hope is not in sight.
"My son will be big!"
Her mother's words haunt her,
Did she not deserve the same?
Was she different?
Not like any other?
She wanted to lean too,
Be great one day...
But now she was just nothing,
by Niharika Rao
||My Walk With Mother Nature
“The night when the iridescent stars shine
I shall tell you a story of mine,
The story passed down generations and generations,
About mother nature’s greatest creations!”
“Just like a story one may write
I’ll tell you how Mother Nature will ignite
Not only the earth but also the heart of mankind
A story that dates far far behind”
“One day while Mother Nature took a stroll with her friends
On our earth, so barren, almost dead, so dull; no trend,
She decided that the matter was very grave,
And told her friends This Earth they would save!”
“Carefully she planned and carefully she applied
She, Miss Water and Sun were finally satisfied,
The sun went to space and gave his light,
And then took the moon powered him for the night”
“Miss Water filled up many empty spaces
She made the oceans that have our praises,
As for Mother Nature, she did the most,
The greenery, animals, continents, waterfalls, mountains… Not to boast!”
“So the Earth was complete, they were satisfied
But suddenly, Mother Nature sighed,
A world without people was useless,
Then came Adam and Eve; God bless!”
“ And happily, they left to a different place
To make happiness for a different race,
And so that’s what she told me, about every creature,”
On my walk with Mother Nature!”
Ashna Sethi - 7B