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Suvansh Nirula Poem
For the workers of Today,
We salute your efforts of every day
On this day you all must get some rest
To give us all your best
I wonder how they tackle their work everyday
To themselves, what all they say
Always filled with confidence they tread
Whenever a new task lies ahead
With a motto “work is worship”
They face smilingly all odds and hardship
They help further our economy
As our country grows in trade and money
A day for them to enjoy the sun
Rather than toil and have no fun
We all thank them on this day from our heart
All year they toil and deserve atleast this REWARD.
Copyright © Suvansh Nirula | Year Posted 2007
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All over the globe the number of dead are increasing
A bomb here, a bomb there, its no more surprising
Few faces of evil and cruelty
Seem to be creating havoc for the majority
None seem to be spared
In their success to spread hatred
No more shall the mind be without fear
A blast or killing could happen anywhere near
No more shall there be a welcome smile to a stranger
As the scared mind would signal a danger
No more elation at a fire cracker bursting
As the mind would say it could be a horrible bombing
If allowed to spread their sinister tentacles
The terrorists would create an unwanted spectacle
No more shall we have
The cool breeze from the wonderful seven seas
No more shall we have
The dazzling vibrant colours of the rainbow
No more shall we have
The smell of peace from the seven continents
The hanging sword of terror shall only leave
Barren land surrounded by repelling red blood coloured sea.
The news show sight of woman, orphaned children crying
Without a fault their innocent relatives are dying
“War against terror” !! Seems big lies
as people see only hardships, suffering and cries
All we see is the drying up of tears from their eyes
But wonder, when and how they would again start their lonely lives?
Why is there no war against poverty
Why no war against illetracy
Why no one to fight the war against hunger
And why no one to fight War on AIDS, the biggest danger
Why are they using their ability
To fight this WAR ON HUMANITY.
I close my eyes to say a prayer to God
Give them some sense, oh lord!!
To those who have treaded on a wrong path
WAKE UP!! Stop this horrible blood bath
Please give up hatred, stop this revengeful dance
I plead, Please give peace atleast one last chance…..
Copyright © Suvansh Nirula | Year Posted 2007
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As I tread outside smiling
The joy of freedom seems to have gone missing
The feeling of equality and security
Overtaken by the sights of torture and misery
Trust and faith lay shattered
Families divided, growing hatred
Scarcity of food, education in shambles
Is this the gift for the next generation?
Why is there no war against poverty
Why no war against illiteracy
Why no one to fight the war against hunger
And why no one to fight War on AIDS, the biggest danger
As the bullets fly and bombs explode
The howls of crying babies go loud
The scare and pain of getting orphaned
In their mind, always embedded
Few faces of evil and cruelty
Seems to be creating havoc for the majority
Why are they using their ability
To fight this WAR ON HUMANITY
In a flash, walking, I feel so lonely
Tears flowing on feeling their hunger and poverty
Hoping for a home and education for all
I pray for universal peace and health for all
I feel, not for me, but for us all here
I pray for a world where cruelty to humans, no one hears
But, I ask, “Can my prayers ever come true”?
YES !! Only if with me I also have ALL OF YOU
Copyright © Suvansh Nirula | Year Posted 2011
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The lovely sight of blue sea
Again! Well, it might never be…
Receeding coastline and the expanding city
It has shattered this beautiful Natures creativity
The sound of cool soft breeze whistling at night
The sight of shimmering silver moonlight
The early morning atmosphere so serene
Again! Well, it might never be…
For Infants, the sound of a lullaby
Wiping the tears of children when they start to cry
Giving company to elders when they feel lonely
Again! Well, it might never be…
Copyright © Suvansh Nirula | Year Posted 2009
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The feel of warmth in the air
The sight of mornings so clear
The removal of warm heavy clothes
Birds chirping and coming out of their homes
Finished are the tiresome exam days
It’s the time of summer holidays
No more books, no more scolding of mom
No more getting up on Monday mornings with a frown
Its time to play, Its time to enjoy
Go for a swim followed by French fries
To beat the heat we head for the hills
Eat junk food, coke and ice creams to our hearts fill
In this fun we hear the monsoon clouds thunder
The beginning of the end of holidays, we start to wonder
Back to the table filled with books
Brings the frown back in our looks
Today in school on a horrible Monday
But don’t worry friends, just 300 days for our next HOLIDAYS
Copyright © Suvansh Nirula | Year Posted 2007
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It was 26th December,
a day I will always remember
It was a bright sunny afternoon
and I was watching TV in my room
The sight of people crying caught me
and I heard the word TSUNAMI
I asked my family what is the matter
and they said it was an earthquake in water
India, Sri Lanka, Indonesia and Thailand,
there was destruction all over the land
Men, women and children, all were crying;
For the survivors all were trying
The Giant wave in the Sea,
all this was getting difficult for my eyes to see
World was watching,
Number of dead kept on increasing
I closed my eyes and said to God a Prayer
“Please help them, heal them and wipe off their tears”
Friends lets all contribute for the victims
Be it food, money, clothes or any other items
For the victims and the world it’s the time of sorrow
So lets contribute and help them see TOMMOROW
Copyright © Suvansh Nirula | Year Posted 2007
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