My Friends And I

I would like a friend
Who would run by my side
Who would help me
in something
Or come and let me hide.
I would want a friend
Who could understand
What true friendship is like
And give me some room
on land.

Some of my friends and I
Work while we play.
The rest of them
Read books all day.

Siddharth Manay Yajaman
Age 9 Std IV, The Brigade School @ Millennium
JP Nagar, Bangalore.

The mist

Walking down a street
a lonely street
And up above I see a star
Which brings back memories
sad, happy all drifting towards me
now faded like the mist
The world has changed
The world of balloons and toys
Now changed to a world of gossip
and books.
Life is just a dew drop
It changes at a single touch
The toys and dolls neglected
now away in the corners
waiting to be cuddled in our arms.
Who knows what lies beyond in life
Life can change with a stroke of a clock
Enjoy life as much as you can
For tomorrow today might just be a memory.

Then you might walk down a
lonely street
with only a star for a memory.

Tara C Babu
7th ‘B’, I.T.I. Central School.

The haunted house

In the thick dark woods
There was a lonely house
In that house, there was a
dark black room.
In that dark black room
There was a black bag
And in that black bag
There was a tiny black box
And in that box there was a
WHITE GHOST!!

Neha Nagarkar  III Std.
National Hill View Public School
Bangalore.