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Mum written by Lois Anna Roby, Department of Physics(2007-2010)

Mum

It was in her womb-

Where the first sign of life,

With a humble prayer of love-

Appeared with its grace.

The ten months she spared,

Can never be filled in by-

Anything that the world gives,

And now I am a tiny mark.

It was hard to separate,

And my first cry was-

Due to this painful separation,

With all the demeanor lost.

This crying piece was-

Her favorite, even now,

She doesn't care for herself;

But her child is everything.

My first step and,

My first word-

Immensely pleased her,

She always coveted of these.

She is an alter ego for me,

To hold me in my failure,

To console me in my grieves,

To support me in my crisis.

Her words always inspired,

Her thoughts always soothed,

Her acts always shone and-

Her presence always pleased.

Days passed and I grew,

As anything with life does.

My thoughts and my acts,

Turned according to my peers.

"Mum don't advice me,

I know what to do."

This was the regular-

Statement that I made.

Nothing stopped me from,

These kind of thoughts.

And I grew without,

The soul of my sweet Mum.

The journey was terrible,

And I stepped down-

Before a dark den,

With all the darkness of sin!

My Mum sobbed,

With her only aim-

To take me to,

The right perfect path.

Her tear burnt all,

The sins from me.

And I bowed before,

A mighty beginning- my Mum.

What can ail me,

If my Mum is with me?

The sacrifice and tolerance,

That she had is unbelievable.

Mum, why do you love me-

So much as something,

Which has no name,

To compare and familiarize?

Mum, how can you-

Save me from everything,

From wolves and vultures,

Who always chases me?

Mum there is no word,

To thank you my dear.

You are my entire spirit,

And will be forever.

Till my last Breath,

I should feel you dear mother.

For what you did,

For me till now.

Silence by Dayana P Paul

SILENCE

I'm silent, I'm wounded I'm scared, I'm weak,
I'm a woman,but someone called me "the
prey"

I'm silent, I'm wounded
It pierced through my heart And it swallows my dreams
No grief, no tears, but silence.

I'm silent, I'm wounded
I believed him,
But I lost my identity, my worth...

I'm silent, I'm wounded
It tortures me,
It alienates me, I wake up And break my silence at last
(It's a foreword to delhi incident that pricks my heart...)

QUIETUDE By Merin Thomas, Dept of English

 Silence, I believe in silence

 Its the time when I can

 Read my own dreams that

 Had been locked up in the

 Deepest room of my heart.

 Night is getting aged but

 My eyes are still young

 Spending endless nights

 Without sleep and unknowingly

 Some drops ran down my

 Cheeks, was that a tear?

Graceful Bird by Namith Kurian, Dept.Of English

I was lost in the deep 
dark woods, no one to talk,
no one to help, but only the
wild sounds of the hectic jungle
that belongs to the evil.

But one came with a lamp
like an angel sent from above
An angel that moved the darkness 
from my heart and added colours
to my colourless life, and brought
a smile on my face..

She had a beautiful song, like
that of a charming bird
which soothed my aching ears
which was full of writhing sounds.

Who was She?, A life full of grace
That was her her promise too
She promised a graceful life
I lost complete control of my heart.

In my each and every prayer
I pray for your love
Without you every moment is worthless
My heartbeats only recognize you..

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My Beloved by Manu Anthrayose

My beloved is a sweet belle

my heart can feel her love

she wakes me up with a cool breeze to

see the new rise in the horizon

She wish me a great day

through the sweet melodies of birds

and fill my heart with

the sweet smell of flowers

I can feel her love in

every bit of sun rays

I can feel her care in

all my new steps

She hide my tears

by showering over me

and shows the seven

colours of life on her face

Her love spread over me

like a twilight over a silent lake

she made me sleep

with a sweet song of nightingale 

My Beloved is a sweet belle

I can feel her love 

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