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
Showing posts with label stteresas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stteresas. Show all posts
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
A Way To Succes
A Way To Succes
An instinct makes a will
A will makes a desire
A desire makes a motivation
A motivation makes an ambition
An ambition makes a creation
A creation makes an acceptance
An acceptance makes an achievement
An achievement makes self-confidence
Self-confidence makes success
Success makes a mission accomplished
Poem By, Lubna P K, St. Teresas College
An instinct makes a will
A will makes a desire
A desire makes a motivation
A motivation makes an ambition
An ambition makes a creation
A creation makes an acceptance
An acceptance makes an achievement
An achievement makes self-confidence
Self-confidence makes success
Success makes a mission accomplished
Poem By, Lubna P K, St. Teresas College
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Doomsday
Doomsday
Nature lost her patience.
Destroyed her own creations
She was greedy
And took the lives of many.
What have we done?
That she has spared none?
Black clouds crept
At night as we slept.
Tormenting rains and gushing seas
never seemed to cease.
Mountains that soar
Only gave a mighty roar.
People groaned and mourned over this bloody crime
For their crimes turned out to be a game of mine.
Wow! She had a sumptuous meal
She had nothing but a natural flair to steal
You called millions froom various lands
To enter the gate of your mighty hands.
Never would we cherish that year
For death was the answer to every fear.
Poem By: Chippy Richy Cherian,St. Teresa's Coll0ege
Nature lost her patience.
Destroyed her own creations
She was greedy
And took the lives of many.
What have we done?
That she has spared none?
Black clouds crept
At night as we slept.
Tormenting rains and gushing seas
never seemed to cease.
Mountains that soar
Only gave a mighty roar.
People groaned and mourned over this bloody crime
For their crimes turned out to be a game of mine.
Wow! She had a sumptuous meal
She had nothing but a natural flair to steal
You called millions froom various lands
To enter the gate of your mighty hands.
Never would we cherish that year
For death was the answer to every fear.
Poem By: Chippy Richy Cherian,St. Teresa's Coll0ege
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Terrorists
Terrorists
Disowned by their very own race
They have but a disfigured face.
To slay and rob, their deaf feet scurry,
Unto their very ends they do hurry
They stand for what, they do not know
Their camps and tents they do not show
They prod for men with bombs and guns
Prodding their hearts they've seldom done
What do they get? Where is the gain?
Excepting tear-flood, carcass, unhealing pain.
Poem By: Annu Mathew, St.Teresa's College
Photo By: Vivek Vijayan,Doha/Cochin