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Krithiga Sree Poem
one day, In the late dark night,
Where things were out of sight,
A heavy heart with lots of dream,
Was sitting under the night-lamp's beam,
With her deep inner voice;
Life is always a roller-coaster ride,
Face it with a positive side.
Her mother lost all her memory,
Her father and brother underwent surgery,
Back to back hardships on her way,
She struggled a lot to overcome the god's play,
With her deep inner voice;
Life is always a roller-coaster ride,
Face it with a positive side.
Though, she struggled a lot,
She didn't give up her positive thought,
Carrying her family,love and dream,
Her days were fleeting by trusting the supreme,
With her deep inner voice;
Life is always a roller-coaster ride,
Face it with a positive side.
- S.KRITHIGA SREE
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Krithiga Sree Poem
A new arrival to the indian cricket squad,
Who later drived every cricket fan mad;
From behind or infront of the stumps,
His hands never failed to make magical bumps!
In at three,four or even seven,
Always gives tough to opponent eleven.
The only man who changed the history of cricket
By making fans to watch till the last wicket!
Accepts failure in front,success at back,
Handled both in the same track.
Either failure or victory,
Always the man making history!
When there's an urge of winning spot,
Never failed to deliver his helicopter shot;
Portrayed and titled as" Mr.Cool"
For handling pressure in the cricket pool!
Lots of struggles and fight,
Made him to raise more bright;
Either in yellow or blue,
Makes the crowd to sit in glue!
Man of more than one-billion emotion,
Transformed cricket with his mastering creation,
Added glory and pride to the Indian nation,
Turned up as a great inspiration!
Started and ended with run-out,
Left us all sensational with no more doubt,
Jersey number seven...
Deserves a remarkable place in cricket heaven!!!
-S.KRITHIGA SREE
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Krithiga Sree Poem
The English treated the Indians as slaves,
And we were arrested in our own cave.
Lack of unity made them strong;
Won’t we get freedom our hearts longed.
Lots of struggles and fights,
But there emerged a non-violence might.
Hundreds of people became prey to the bullet fire….
And it was done by general dyer.
The Brahmin sepoy fired the police station
Which glowed the great revolt of our nation..
The brave lady Rani laxmi bai
Fought against the british with lot of joy.
Atlast,our independence is glown..
With lots of life blown,
Let’s salute all the freedom fighters;
With unity to make INDIA more brighter…
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Krithiga Sree Poem
The stages of life is seven,
Enjoy much as being in heaven;
Take things sportive,
And be a great motive!
Life in the womb of darkness,
Is the first success of sparkness;
Every dark night..
Tells us life needs little fight.
If things go wrong,stay strong;
Don't take rest unless you build your own nest,
If you can't reach mountain,
Atleast swim in little fountain!
Accept what you gain,
And throw away your pain;
Break your freakness
And win your weakness.
Failures may give pressure,
But rewards you with treasure,
Only if you move with pleasure,
Take it easy, and rule the world crazy!!
Copyright © Dr.Krithiga Sree | Year Posted 2020
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