<p>Aa Aa Litchi, Urf Urf Mirchi<br />Sweet, sweet cherry, red red jelly<br />healthy healthy apples, take for a sample<br />yellow yellow mango, tooty frooty tango<br />heart shaped strawerry, makes you merry<br />Brings you to a world of a fairy<br />allows you to be merry<br />for all the precious life<br />never makes you worry<br />you will be thinking<br />who are we?<br />we will give you the answer<br />we are SUPER ANSAS<br />A - Aaisha Anam Khan<br />N - Nida Saleem Mulla<br />S - Saniya Muneer Kittur<br />A - Asra Aziz Badbade<br />S - Shree Dinesh Poojari<br /><em><br />From: VI ‘C, students of <br />St. Joseph’s High School, Dharwad</em></p>.<p>Will there really be a morning?<br /><br />Will there really be a morning?<br />Is there such a thing as Day?<br />Could I see it from the mountains?<br />If I were as tall as they?<br />Has it feathers like a bird?<br />Has it feet like water lilies?<br />Is it brought from famous countries<br />Of which I have never heard?<br />Oh, some scholar, oh some sailor<br />Oh some wise man from the skies!<br />Please to tell a little pilgrim<br />where the place called Morning Lies!<br /><br /><em>Nandini M. Rao<br />.VSt. Ann’s Indian School</em></p>.<p>The love of heart is like blooming rose<br /><br />I have seen the beautiful blooming rose<br />in heart as well as on earth<br />its beauty makes us smile<br />and forget every thing for a while<br />that’s why I agree a thing of beauty<br />is a joy for ever<br />I have seen a peacock dance on land<br />how enchanting it is even without a band<br />then you begin to stare from where you stand<br />and I wish in my heart that I could<br />take it in my hand<br />that’s why I agree a thing of beauty<br />is a joy for ever<br />when the clouds clear together after a heavy down pour<br />the sun’s rays reach the earth<br />and the rainbow takes its birth<br />you will rush to see the glorious light<br />and jump with all your might to reach<br />the seven colours of light<br />I hope now you agree - a thing of beauty<br />is a joy forever!<br /><em><br /></em>M. Rishek,<br />12 years,<br /><br />The Rain drops<br /><br />The earth, helpless, scorching<br />turned up to the sky<br />when the winds suddenly howled<br />rumbled, sighed and<br />brought along a cloud<br />The earth loved the sky’s embrace<br />when the raindrops touched its face<br />To quench its thirst<br />came the raindrop first<br />the earth, the trees<br />the birds and the beasts<br />welcomed the drops of rain<br />on the moist earth, there was joy again<br />the earth - all wet with rain<br />on its surface, like tiny blades<br />the grass had grown without pain<br />under the street lights<br />in the dark lane,<br />the drops of rain<br />were glistening in the might<br />oh! what a marvellous sight!<br /><em><br />Spoorti R.Sadarjoshi<br />B C A 2nd semester<br />P.C. Jabin Science College<br />Hubli<br />VII std.<br />Don Bosco School<br />Chitradurga</em><br /><br />You must read this poem<br /><br />I am not going to talk on a global scale,<br />But personal, when a friendship fails,<br />And all the secrets that you had shared,<br />Get spread around, like no-one cared,<br />The feelings about someone who you care for,<br />Get giggled at as you walk through the door,<br />And the person you confided in,<br />Sits at the back, grinning.<br /><br /><em>Jonathan Clarke (14)<br />Wondercrump Poetry<br />Poems from the Roald Dahl <br />Foundatiopoetry Competition</em></p>
<p>Aa Aa Litchi, Urf Urf Mirchi<br />Sweet, sweet cherry, red red jelly<br />healthy healthy apples, take for a sample<br />yellow yellow mango, tooty frooty tango<br />heart shaped strawerry, makes you merry<br />Brings you to a world of a fairy<br />allows you to be merry<br />for all the precious life<br />never makes you worry<br />you will be thinking<br />who are we?<br />we will give you the answer<br />we are SUPER ANSAS<br />A - Aaisha Anam Khan<br />N - Nida Saleem Mulla<br />S - Saniya Muneer Kittur<br />A - Asra Aziz Badbade<br />S - Shree Dinesh Poojari<br /><em><br />From: VI ‘C, students of <br />St. Joseph’s High School, Dharwad</em></p>.<p>Will there really be a morning?<br /><br />Will there really be a morning?<br />Is there such a thing as Day?<br />Could I see it from the mountains?<br />If I were as tall as they?<br />Has it feathers like a bird?<br />Has it feet like water lilies?<br />Is it brought from famous countries<br />Of which I have never heard?<br />Oh, some scholar, oh some sailor<br />Oh some wise man from the skies!<br />Please to tell a little pilgrim<br />where the place called Morning Lies!<br /><br /><em>Nandini M. Rao<br />.VSt. Ann’s Indian School</em></p>.<p>The love of heart is like blooming rose<br /><br />I have seen the beautiful blooming rose<br />in heart as well as on earth<br />its beauty makes us smile<br />and forget every thing for a while<br />that’s why I agree a thing of beauty<br />is a joy for ever<br />I have seen a peacock dance on land<br />how enchanting it is even without a band<br />then you begin to stare from where you stand<br />and I wish in my heart that I could<br />take it in my hand<br />that’s why I agree a thing of beauty<br />is a joy for ever<br />when the clouds clear together after a heavy down pour<br />the sun’s rays reach the earth<br />and the rainbow takes its birth<br />you will rush to see the glorious light<br />and jump with all your might to reach<br />the seven colours of light<br />I hope now you agree - a thing of beauty<br />is a joy forever!<br /><em><br /></em>M. Rishek,<br />12 years,<br /><br />The Rain drops<br /><br />The earth, helpless, scorching<br />turned up to the sky<br />when the winds suddenly howled<br />rumbled, sighed and<br />brought along a cloud<br />The earth loved the sky’s embrace<br />when the raindrops touched its face<br />To quench its thirst<br />came the raindrop first<br />the earth, the trees<br />the birds and the beasts<br />welcomed the drops of rain<br />on the moist earth, there was joy again<br />the earth - all wet with rain<br />on its surface, like tiny blades<br />the grass had grown without pain<br />under the street lights<br />in the dark lane,<br />the drops of rain<br />were glistening in the might<br />oh! what a marvellous sight!<br /><em><br />Spoorti R.Sadarjoshi<br />B C A 2nd semester<br />P.C. Jabin Science College<br />Hubli<br />VII std.<br />Don Bosco School<br />Chitradurga</em><br /><br />You must read this poem<br /><br />I am not going to talk on a global scale,<br />But personal, when a friendship fails,<br />And all the secrets that you had shared,<br />Get spread around, like no-one cared,<br />The feelings about someone who you care for,<br />Get giggled at as you walk through the door,<br />And the person you confided in,<br />Sits at the back, grinning.<br /><br /><em>Jonathan Clarke (14)<br />Wondercrump Poetry<br />Poems from the Roald Dahl <br />Foundatiopoetry Competition</em></p>
