Dark Shadows
-Agnivesh Mishra
Plucking my feather, withering my wings, Devil's of past, to me they whisper they sing. The songs of horror, the songs of pain, The whisper of fear, draught eye's with rain. They hit me, they beat me, they hold my hand then heave. They make me horrified deep to the core, They create in me sorrow, they create in me, sore. They are gone, then, also they sit beside me, They have the hunter to make me down; they have the key to ride me. Alas! Light of happiness, why can't it be hold. Why am I deprived, why am i sold. These days going through, increase these evil fellows, These devils are nothing but bad memories, my life's dark shadows.
Come on let’s sit
Teachers
Deepa Khetpal
Who are they? Why are they? What's there role? When we start our school life, we met many persons and from many persons we met to that person who is our “TEACHERS"... And that teacher is our bole to "guru"..!! And that guru is the person jo sikhata pronunciation, manners, how to read, how to behave, how to learn and many more things!! 'Long list' hai actually me!! In short from nursery to 12th naah actually... Collage also and may be after collage also
We met many teachers from which we learn many-many things which they taught us. Sometimes smile kar ke... Toh sometimes angry face se darra ke... Toh sometimes thappad maarke... And sometimes bahot pyaar se… So there are many faces of our teacher through which they taught us. And they show there many faces Because they knew har baccha alag hota hai and har situation alag hoti hai So jaisi situation, jaisa baccha waise way hota hai unke smjhne ka And ek guru hi hota jo life ke har chapter ko face krrna sikhata, and har chapter me sahi decision lena sikhata hai End yeah! Fight krrna bhi sikhta with positivity, with hope, with smile. So teachers humare guidance hote hai In our life their role is very big!! Like many words, many comments, but in one word we can say awesome.!
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