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Aa Aa Litchi, Urf Urf Mirchi
Sweet, sweet cherry, red red jelly
healthy healthy apples, take for a sample
yellow yellow mango, tooty frooty tango
heart shaped strawerry, makes you merry
Brings you to a world of a fairy
allows you to be merry
for all the precious life
never makes you worry
you will be thinking
who are we?
we will give you the answer
A - Aaisha Anam Khan
N - Nida Saleem Mulla
S - Saniya Muneer Kittur
A - Asra Aziz Badbade
S - Shree Dinesh Poojari

From: VI ‘C, students of
St. Joseph’s High School, Dharwad

Will there really be a morning?

Will there really be a morning?
Is there such a thing as Day?
Could I see it from the mountains?
If I were as tall as they?
Has it feathers like a bird?
Has it feet like water lilies?
Is it brought from famous countries
Of which I have never heard?
Oh, some scholar, oh some sailor
Oh some wise man from the skies!
Please to tell a little pilgrim
where the place called Morning Lies!

Nandini M. Rao
.VSt. Ann’s Indian School

The love of heart is like blooming rose

I have seen the beautiful blooming rose
in heart as well as on earth
its beauty makes us smile
and forget every thing for a while
that’s why I agree a thing of beauty
is a joy for ever
I have seen a peacock dance on land
how enchanting it is even without a band
then you begin to stare from where you stand
and I wish in my heart that I could
take it in my hand
that’s why I agree a thing of beauty
is a joy for ever
when the clouds clear together after a heavy down pour
the sun’s rays reach the earth
and the rainbow takes its birth
you will rush to see the glorious light
and jump with all your might to reach
the seven colours of light
I hope now you agree - a thing of beauty
is a joy forever!

M. Rishek,
12 years,

The Rain drops

The earth, helpless, scorching
turned up to the sky
when the winds suddenly howled
rumbled, sighed and
brought along a cloud
The earth loved the sky’s embrace
when the raindrops touched its face
To quench its thirst
came the raindrop first
the earth, the trees
the birds and the beasts
welcomed the drops of rain
on the moist earth, there was joy again
the earth - all wet with rain
on its surface, like tiny blades
the grass had grown without pain
under the street lights
in the dark lane,
the drops of rain
were glistening in the might
oh! what a marvellous sight!

Spoorti R.Sadarjoshi
B C A 2nd semester
P.C. Jabin Science College
VII std.
Don Bosco School

You must read this poem

I am not going to talk on a global scale,
But personal, when a friendship fails,
And all the secrets that you had shared,
Get spread around, like no-one cared,
The feelings about someone who you care for,
Get giggled at as you walk through the door,
And the person you confided in,
Sits at the back, grinning.

Jonathan Clarke (14)
Wondercrump Poetry
Poems from the Roald Dahl
Foundatiopoetry Competition

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