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Saturday, March 30, 2013
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Day Alone
by Rachel Berkumon
Class IX A
Alone she stood
By the road
As the day began,
Empty corridors loomed ahead.
The streets stood silent
Their emptiness seeming too void
She seemed to be in hope of someone;
Someone who was to come
But her sweeping gaze,
Fixed down the lane was in vain
Her expectations brightened
Every time the wind the passed
Fiddling with the old, rusty, gate
Letting out a 'groaning creak'!
Solitary and silent
She made an incomplete scene
For the canvas!
All that she saw and heard
Was the gentle breeze
And the 'creaking gate'
The chirping of birds and sweet voices
Seemed to be a forbidden luxury
For nothing lively was heard,
To break the charm of the silence!
But the girl waited on
The day and streets
Stretching on forever...
Nothing could tire her gentle eyes
The loneliness didn't matter anymore
Boredom never touches her tender gaze
For her hope,
Was not to be in vain
The lonely day turned out
to be a rewarding one
A very rewarding one indeed!
For he came at last!
The loneliness suddenly seemed
To have abandoned the street
For his presence seemed
To have lit up the old lane,
And the canvas as now complete.
But the streets soon went solemn
Once again,
As they moved out together
Restoring the beauty of silence;
Leaving the day alone!
Class IX A
Alone she stood
By the road
As the day began,
Empty corridors loomed ahead.
The streets stood silent
Their emptiness seeming too void
She seemed to be in hope of someone;
Someone who was to come
But her sweeping gaze,
Fixed down the lane was in vain
Her expectations brightened
Every time the wind the passed
Fiddling with the old, rusty, gate
Letting out a 'groaning creak'!
Solitary and silent
She made an incomplete scene
For the canvas!
All that she saw and heard
Was the gentle breeze
And the 'creaking gate'
The chirping of birds and sweet voices
Seemed to be a forbidden luxury
For nothing lively was heard,
To break the charm of the silence!
But the girl waited on
The day and streets
Stretching on forever...
Nothing could tire her gentle eyes
The loneliness didn't matter anymore
Boredom never touches her tender gaze
For her hope,
Was not to be in vain
The lonely day turned out
to be a rewarding one
A very rewarding one indeed!
For he came at last!
The loneliness suddenly seemed
To have abandoned the street
For his presence seemed
To have lit up the old lane,
And the canvas as now complete.
But the streets soon went solemn
Once again,
As they moved out together
Restoring the beauty of silence;
Leaving the day alone!
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