Dear students,
Recently I was invited by a group of writers in Kharagpur in their book release cum poetry session. I liked their creativity and the unending interest in poems they showed despite their age and occupation. They all seemed to be more alive and ageless for me. I appeal to you all who have this inner voice always in mute due to your TV volume to express yourself in this blog. Let your poems find their day light. Let me start a few lines to lead you to add on.
Jealousy
A glare of praise
heaped on you.
This worm in me worked hard
To fatten itself
With self defence ,
self praise,
Hungered further for ways to keep floating.
Master strokes from sinking
Which never was to be.
The cacoon in hot spot had its full
fell despite a willful fight.
Strands of clarity
Like silk
flowed
designing my days
In bright sunshine.
By R.Senthil Kumar
Principal KV2 KGP's Blog 
Sir
Exams are still a matter of tension. We attempt a poem on this.
Exams
Exams are near
We are in fear.
A darkness swells up
a painful waiting for the dawn.
we play the game
with scores and penalty
yet
what a feeling
when it is over!
I am out of bed of one week’s fever.
Class XI A
Sir
This is my poem. I hope the readers of this blog like it.
Class XI
Diluting [ML^-1T^-2]
when its time for projectile,
its fully fragile
nothing to be fixed
Heisenberg’s with stick
got in the criticism
cause of class XI’s meristematism
no way to be fabulous
when there is Calculus…
noway what you read,
this is XI-
so make it bigger of your den
cause you are not the KING
when EMPEROR is here!
English got its core
which is really to adore
I got for into the top
and reached the bottom hence
as if there is a fence.
but have to break this up to add a cure,
to rule and roar!
Sayani Class XI, KV2, KGP
So nice. This poem is very intense and beautiful. You last line is classic.
Pl. discuss with me on a few points.
All the best for your writing ventures.
I’m grateful that you have responded
thanks for your encouragement…
sir…this poem is really inspiring……. and i hope this poem will surely help the students to learn a good lesson….. thanks sir..
At the end of the day,
as the living world finds its way,
to their own world.. of rest, pleasure
birds retracing their way to their nests…
rabbits returning to their burrows…
all replenished with the days’ lessons
moved by the sorrows and glowing with the happiness,
as the sun finds its way down the west and darkness grasps the earth slowly,
we retire from as well as return to our mundane,
and live in hope for and in a search of a better tomorrow
dio
The clear blue sky,
The scent of flowers,
The colours of Rangoli,
And the sound of crackers.
The gifts and sweets from dear ones,
And the getting of their love,
The light of the candles below,
And the dazzling fireworks up above.
Lighting lamps at our homes,
Making the less fortunate smile,
Putting on new apparels,
Show our friends some style.
Paying respects to the gods,
And decorating for them the thali,
This is what the occasion is all about,
This is the spirit of Deepavali.
Mother the biggest gift of god to us
Mother the candle burn herself to light our life
Mother the other name of kindness
Mother who hold us nine month and suffer
Mother who feed us from her blood and milk
Mother stays sleepless all the nights holding us
Mother teach us how to walk and talk
Mother guides us and secures us
Mother loves us from start to end
Mother is mother no one can take her place
Sir
In the last period, our english class was going on, it was raining and Sudeshna mam asked us to compose a poem on it.This is what I created through my pen…
My Heart Says
A few minutes ago
I saw the dark clouds.
My heart began to beat fast,
how would I go to home?
But my heart self-composed,
“Enjoy the rain today,
because
it should be enjoyed again and again”!
Navneet Das
Sir when will you come back school
On 8th December 2012, beta.
I shall write later, just opened the account.
Very good. Enjoy blogging.
once a day i was roaming in a tour of paris then i become very angry.Guess why
CAUSE I WAS DREAMING AND SOME ONE HAD WOKE ME UP
it is all mine in only 1 minute of recalls from mind
While I was turning the pages of my diary, I found this out.Hope you will like it!
LIFE
Life is a hazardous thing,
In which we often dream,
To have it just as cream.
But life is not so ease,
It may have some crease..
Sometimes it also gears up us with joy,
As we do something to ploy.
MAke sure your life goes on plenty,
Because it may lead your destiny.
Hello Sir,
Hope you re still viewing this blog.
Miss your presence sir.
Navneet (Alumni KV2, 2012-2013)