What Freedom Means to Me

What Freedom Means to Me

Laughing, playing, singing
Running in the rain
Eating ice cream with my friends.
Being able to say something stupid
Without being made fun of.
Shopping, eating, eating! And sleeping!
Sleeping as long as all my dreams end
With prince charming.
Being admired, being loved, being wanted,
Respected and adored.
Flying! Touching the sky, reaching the
Stars, jumping over the moon,
And being back in my home
With my family and friends.
This is what freedom means to me.

Poem By: Susan Job Pothanikat,St.Teresa's College

Moksha

Moksha

Out came the speeding train
From the dark, mysterious tunnel
Leaving behind nature, so fertile.
Into the dry terrain so arid, so bare
Devoid of all green, of life.
How like a woman, nature is
So beautiful and so barren.

The woman in me heaved a sigh
To find a kindred spirit in nature
And glided with outstretched eager arms
Through space to merge with my image
To lose myself in her barrenness, nothingness, stillness.

Poem by: Rekha Venugopal, St.Teresa's College

He

He

He is the one, who loves me,
He is the one, who makes me happy,
He is the one, who cares for me,
He is the one who encourages me
He is one, who supports me throughout my life,
He is the only one who listens to me;
To the voice of my heart
He is the one, who is everything to me,
He is the one, whom I have all to myself,
He sis the one, the only one

Poem By: Femy Justin, St.Teresa’s College

Present

Present

Yesterday is history
Tomorrow a mystery
Today is a gift
That’s why its
Called the PRESENT

Poem By: Roshini Rajan,St.Teresa's College

Everything Has Changed….

Everything Has Changed….

What was, what is and what will be
Careful moves, shifts and changes
Challenges, achievements and failures
Que sera, sera, what will be will be….
Everything seemed peaceful, calm and serene
Gentle was the breeze, Icy cool the sky,
Did the thunder speak or flashes break?
Nothing ever disturbed the silver rain.
Life flowed on, silently, gracefully,
Placid noon smiled, and so the eve,
Singing, dancing, swaying…. Hopefully.
Everything has changed, changed fully.
Things can never be the same again,
The white, the blue and the pure gold,
Have cruelly splashed across a grey sky.
The dark cloud’s frightened the world,
Searched prayerfully for a silver lining,
Do I hear the angles soft, and God?
Do I see the grey curtains rolled?

Poem by: Mary Teresa Fernandez, St. Teresa’s College

Just For You

Just For You

How can i tell you that my herst is full of you?
How can i say you that my shyness makes me fear?
it is for you that i am alive in this world
your presence makes my life meaningful
Your dreams makes my thoughts colorful
I have no words to flatter you
I have no words to express my fellings to you
My heart beats a song for you
My lips smile a life with you
How can i tell you that my heart is full of you?
How can i realize that you're far away from me?
But in the way of darkness i try to forget youuu....

Poem By: Resitha Rajan, St.Teresa's College

Unceasing LOVE

Unceasing LOVE

I was a small boat sailing aimlessly in the vast ocean
Strange world have given me nothing
My life was surrounded by fear, insecurity
And unhappiness
When I stepped into my teenage, I heard, a strange news.
A person who loves me so much
A person who is ready to do anything for me
And I just loved him.
But the cunning face of this world made me forget ‘Him’.
I went through my way searching my happiness alone
My lover was left behind and ‘He’ became the
Sadest person in the whole world
But ‘He’ never gave up his love
‘He’ came and called me again and again to love him
I realized ‘His’ unleasing love and just loved ‘Him’
And I really decided to follow Him.
Yes ‘He’ is my ever loving God Jesus.

Poem By: Remya Varghese,St.Teresa's College

Lightning

Lightning

I came with turmoil
I came when the golden spangles
Of beauty touched the earth
I came with terror
Crowds confounded
Children run in fear

But I’m the beauty of rain
The earth is my lover
She is awaiting me
When I come,
I kiss her lovely face
And bring out the beauty in her

I’m terrific
I’m horrible
But I’m the beauty
I’m the beauty of the rain.
I’m the beauty of the rain.
Yes, I’m lightning
Lightning, the golden ring of Earth’

Poem by: Joicey George,st.Teresa's College

You and Me

You and Me

The starts in your eyes
The sun in your smile
When I see your face.
You are in my heart
With you around
My world is wonderful;

I’d like to tell you 
How much I love you
Today, tomorrow and forever
Love until the end of the time
If I had a pair of wings,
I would have flown to you.

Poem By: Tereasa Dhaniya P.X,St.Teresa's College

Money Power

Money Power

Money can buy a bed
but not sleep
Money can buy food
but not appetite
Money can buy a house
but not a home
Money can buy a book
but not knowledge
Money can buy medicine
but not health
Money can buy people
but not love.

You need me...

You need me...

God! You can't be without me
Neither can I be without You

You need me to love
You need me to create,
You need me to exist,
You need me to be You.

Your existence is 
clubbed with mine
You cannot be if I'm not.

You need me to be saviour,
You need me to make promises,
You need me to send your son,
You need me to keep track
with me.

You need me to speak,
Without me you are silent,
You need me God to exist,
So You created me for You.

Poem By: Dr. Sr. Vinitha,St.Teresa's College

My Friend

My Friend

A friend is trust
A friend is warmth
A friend is always there
To add happiness and
To listen to every care.

A friend is understanding
A friend is sharing too
That's just the kind 
Of special friend that 
I have found in you!"

Poem By: Gelesha Joseph,St.Teresa's College

Why did I do it?

Why did I do it?

Why does my heart ache?
Why so much pain do I take?
To nurture something so fake….
Aye, to nurture something so fake.
Blinded was I, by the money in the purse,
Fogged was I, by the gallantry terse.
All that was but an act of commerce
And alone was I, amid the concourse.
Finally I gathered strength to through away,
That flower which never was mine any day.
For so it pricked my hand all day,
That I bled tears all along the way

Poem by: Annu Mathew,St.Teresa's College

Photo by: Shafiq, St.Albert's College

JUST FOR YOU

JUST FOR YOU
Those tall buildings behind her
Faded as I saw her
And my eyes could not ignore
The halo around her lovely face
Sparkling face
Blowing hair
And she as a whole
Stunned me for a while
Had it nor been my luck
I wouldn’t have met her
As a relative of my friend
A few days later.

Time was not a barrier
For me to make it out
That her wit was as well
As her beauty was.
In each and every word
She made me find
Something pleasant and warm
To treasure throughout my life
I couldn’t tell her or write to her
But every time when I see her
I feel nothing but………….
Love


Poem By: Joseph Ralic K. A,St.Teresa's College

My dreams

                  My dreams

My dreams are like the leaves of an autumn tree.
When shall the tree drop them, no one knows
A wind, no, even a small breeze,
Can bring them down


My dreams are like the petals, of a withered rose
When shall they fall off, no one knows!
A touch, a mere sigh of a wounded heart
Can make them fall off.

My dreams are like the water drops
Edging out over a leaf after a rain.
When shall they fall off, no one knows
Dipping out, like the tears from my eyes.

Yet like the tender leaves of early spring
Like the new buds which soon bloom
Like the next drop which never fails to appear,
They are always reborn
Or there’d be no life nor would I be here.

Hope, it’s that tread, the last stand for all!
The night sky promises the day its sun.
The winter promises the flowers its spring.
The drought promises earth its rain.

It’s this hope, this trust
Which keeps life going,
During all those times
Of sorrows grief and pain.

When there is a hill, there ought to be a valley.
When there is a fall, there ought to be a rise.
Yes, dreams may not always come true.
But life without them will never be true!

Poem by: K. Mary Elizabeth, St.Teresa's College

Photo by: Rohit,

I dream…

I dream…

I dream…

To be a lady

A lady with all her virtues

A lady with love and passion

A lady of tomorrow

I dream…

I dream…

To be a wife

A wife with all her duties

A wife with a heart of gold

A wife best for her husband

I dream…

I dream…

To be a mother

A mother with all her love

A mother so strong yet patient

A mother for all her children

I dream…

I dream…

To be a star

A star up in the sky

A star that’s shining and bright

A star for generations to look at

I dream…

I dream…

Like a sleeping child

Like no one before

That my dreams come true

I dream…

Poem By: Tina John,St.Teresa's College, Ernakulam

To My Sir … With Love.........On Teacher's Day

To My Sir … With Love

You taught us poetry, we understood Life,
Your comments, suggestions and quaint smiles
Left patterns and new designs in our minds.
Sir, often, you did overcome, moments of strife.

Great poet, master critic and good friend,
I bow my head and heart in true regard.
You had your puns, joke and pet codes,
Confused many a genius, yet a few understood.

‘Lucy,’ ‘The Wasteland’ and ‘The Wind hover,
Surely came alive, grew desolate and flew high.
We saw her, knew the thirst and the divine power.
Enjoyed the magic of poetry as the days went by.

Humbly I heard you, whenever you spoke,
Secretly admired your vibrant mind and pen.
Truly loved the poets’ poet who bravely broke,
The accepted tradition and age- old convention.

Poetry was (indeed) life to you, and life poetry,
Ironic splashes of black, white and grey.
Faint glimpse of the great mind, eye,
Adieu, dear teacher, my sir, who silently went by.

A tribute to Ayyapa Panicker Sir...
Dr. K Ayyappa Panicker (September 12, 1930 in Kavalam near Alappuzha – August 23, 2006 in Trivandrum) was a Malayalam poet, critic and a scholar, regarded as the pioneer of modernism in Kerala. In poetry, Dr. Panicker is seen as the harbinger of a new (read full article, click here Ayyapa Panicker )

Poem by: Mary Teresa Lopez,

Former head of the Dept of English,

St.Teresa’s College,Ernakulam.

Monsoon

Monsoon

  When the rivers want to quench the ever-thirsty ocean,
  When the plants yearn for a bath to get ready for Autum,
  When the seeds want to sprout to fill the naked lands,
  Then….Then Nature reminds Summer that it’s turn is over 
 
  When the Moon plays hide and seek throught the night,
  When the stars prefer to stay out of sight,
  When the evening comes suddenly with the songs of the frogs,
  Then….Then the procession of clouds begin with lighting and thunder 
 
  When the Earth is excited like a girl in love,
  When the sky is unpredictable like Life and Death,
  When the feeling is thrilling like the first touch of youth,
  Then….Then it is obvious that the MONSOON has come!

 Poem By: Anju Antony,St.Teresa's College,Ernakulam

It is He alone

It is He alone
It is He alone who listens to my pleas for help
And provides me with everything that I need
It is He alone who lifts me
When I drown in depths of despair
It is He alone who gives me peace and happiness
In times of sorrow and grief
It is He alone who holds my hand and guides me
When I’m lost in the glitter of this illusionary world
It is HE alone who died on 
Calvary for me
To save me from my transgressions
And grant me eternal life
When I didn’t deserve one.
It is He alone that I love
It is He alone that I have
In this world of deception and betrayal.

Poem by: Teena Jacob,St.Teresa's College,Ernakulam