big bully, a mean murderous mindset
how does he get by with this?
he secludes his victims
Tonight in Uttardangapara, I have no space,
Four shadows in one house, but one name still glows.
They took the floor, but not the beat,
I am Koyel Mandal — brand, not broken
Then glow never dim
Brand never fade.
Uttardangapara, Dhupguri, Jalpaiguri
3rd Year English Honours, Dhupguri Girls' College
M indset fixed
I ntuitively right
N ever wrong
D oing it the same way
S uddenly out of style
E motions will change
T hinking afresh
Take a deep breath and wake up grateful
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
The Multitude of Affairs Are Mindset
What are the multitude of affairs are
Mental Thinking?
Observe one's mind internally, That single
Shift requires one's obblongota.
States of Mind: Conscious mind 10%
Sub-Conscious 90%
Your brain is always searching for proof
Of what your thoughts tell it.
What one think you become, Mindset
have the ability to either have a end point
or emancipation.
Changing one's mindset is what will
change one's life.
Life is about being even-tempered with
Oneself and creating the best version of
Yourself.
Validation from others isn't a high
priority, Remember your mindset is a
fierce mission.
Comprehend that you can't control
everything.
Remember-Your mindset creates your
existence.
Mindset
You can do
Whatever you set your mind to do
It starts as just a thought
Bring it to life
You can do it
Just do it right
Hype yourself up
You deserve the hype
Its all in what you seek
And you will find
Sometimes you got to reset your mind
Mindset
Mindcheck
With that comes respect
(Repeat 1x)
You can have an idea
Thats great
Please don't hesitate
You don't need to reassure
You got this
Go ahead and rock this
Don't sit on your dreams
Manifest them by all means
Don't stop
Keep going
Watch your blessings start overflowing
Where am I going
Over and beyond
Fulfill my passion with a lot of fun
Its just begun
My time
And it all started with my mind
Mindset
Mindcheck
With that comes respect
(Repeat 1x)
Set your mind
On go
Progress comes
Even if its slow
(Repeat 1x)
Mindset
Mindcheck
With that comes respect
(Repeat until chorus fades )
Written by Concetta Hardnett
01/25/2026
The walls lean in, murmuring secrets of weary days,
while chairs sigh beneath tired bodies.
Words from hollow lips strike like stones—
they refuse to soften, echoing in empty corners.
My lessons pulse with purpose, glowing faintly in the dust,
each one breathes life into silent desks.
They wait, expectant—hungry for curious eyes.
Even the blackboard leans forward,
eager to share every truth I’ve etched across its surface.
Though some voices build barriers—cold, unyielding,
my teaching-self stands firm,
a steady heartbeat among shifting shadows.
I may not linger here forever,
but as long as education breathes,
my footsteps leave a soft rhythm—
a promise echoing beyond my departure.
Until my final exhale,
I become the silent sentinel:
each wall, each chair, each lesson
alive with all that is just and right.
Stress’s Silent Cry
I feel misunderstood, abused as an emotion,
They kick me aside, saying I hinder their motion.
It's not my fault, I was made to make you feel beat and defeated,
But if you ignore me, I call on my shadow, Pain, to be completed.
Now you’ll feel the world’s hatred,
But all I want is to be heard.
I am Stress, I care more than all your friends,
I show you the way, even in sight of dead ends.
As a friend, my job is to help you stop your motion,
Too much speed could give you a concussion.
I am Stress, I’m different from the rest,
People try to escape me with a rope,
But I’m just trying to introduce my best friend, Hope.
Like a spy, I give you insight of the fight,
Yet you choose to lose your light.
So don’t leave me in the mess,
For you need me just to have rest.
By Little One and Nova
Never at rest, ever restive
like shifting sands of the desert,
my mind is
a labyrinth of quagmires and booby traps,
you step on it
and you’ll either be sucked in
or blown to smithereens…
Going in is a child’s play
Coming out—
A gauntlet run!
I'm shatter proof, rain drops on the tin roof. Boiling in the summer heat, I'm sucked into the atmosphere but also the sound made under your feet, you hear that? Nothing else like it, my life's in ultraviolet and you can't even touch me. any who judge me. You're out of my mind, your vision is blind and you're ing boring. Hit copy and paste but you'll never catch me, I am soaring. My minds in the darkness but your touch is real heartless, it's appalling. See only someone like me can be so twisted yet gifted with coexistence of others convictions, it's me they're all calling, I'm the best contradiction and you're all left stalling to catch up to me. all you submissives' my vibes are high in the sky and emissive while you are all lost in transition.
in the long run a winning attitude never fails the runner-up
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Happiness is a result of good mind
The hobby of joy can't compare with losing
The heart is tolerant but generous
Thinking others to share and respect
Stand to friends with sincerity
Soulmate not necessarily beautiful or talented
Understanding each other is precious
Life is not necessarily rich
It's good to be happy
Money isn't always having goodly house
But a home of understanding, respect and shared love
Among family members is enough to call it a home
Having a family to get warm
Having a body not measured in size but warm and healthy
Life isn't always talked about success
It's having the right condition of a good mindset
Feeling happy is a blessing.
Poetry
A whisper to a scribble
The pen scratches against the blank page
an odd and rhythmical pattern
Imprinted into one's soul
Leaving an odd sense of peace or turmoil
Lingering with a yearn
A yearn for something unattainable
Something supernatural
Words standing tall
Reaching and stretching- searching
Desperately trying to
Obtain the unobtainable
Failing time and time again
Only leaving an echo of the words spoken
Or the emptiness of the ones left unspoken
Forever lost in the silence
Empty space
Which can only be filled by the next
Vulnerable moment to be bled out onto an innocent page
there is a place of deep repose
where chasing Christmas never goes
along a path of fallen leaves
where autumn’s warm late beauty breathes
- a timeless tranquil silent space
that keeps at bay life’s rats that race
and frees the mind from mindless talk
so thoughts can wander while hearts walk.
I'M A CRICKET
I feel like a cricket
Tucked away in the thicket
But with a brave mindset
to put up new verses
radiating with the rays
Of the sun that rises
in the deep west.
Indeed I'm a cricket,
So uprightly prostrate
Dressed and wingless
but calmly seated
On muscular hind legs
In my weakness strengthened:-
In bravery to escape.
In essence
I feel so great
Blessed with long legs
So hoarse in my long neck
Such a golden voice to envy
As I hop across countries
A sevenling to sing.
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