Poet Laureates

Blood Friend

2009-12-22T19:58:00.001+05:30

Blood Friend

This is dedicated to the world which hungers for power and thirst for money.

Thirsty are the vampires of the west;

Thirsty are the evil spirits of the east;

Blood, is what they need, red hot blood.

Flesh, is what they feed, ruthlessly hunted flesh.

Blood-fiends never end their foolishness

They kill, they eat and they die.

They seek revenge. Upon whom?

They fight for land. For whom?

They fray for god, without clue.

Disastrous are the routes of the fools,

They kill, they eat and they are doomed to die.

Poem By: Sara Babu, St.Teresa’s College

What Freedom Means to Me

2009-12-21T20:08:00.000+05:30

What Freedom Means to Me

Laughing, playing, singing
Running in the rain
Eating ice cream with my friends.
Being able to say something stupid
Without being made fun of.
Shopping, eating, eating! And sleeping!
Sleeping as long as all my dreams end
With prince charming.
Being admired, being loved, being wanted,
Respected and adored.
Flying! Touching the sky, reaching the
Stars, jumping over the moon,
And being back in my home
With my family and friends.
This is what freedom means to me.

Poem By: Susan Job Pothanikat,St.Teresa's College

Moksha

2009-12-19T19:42:00.000+05:30

Moksha

Out came the speeding train
From the dark, mysterious tunnel
Leaving behind nature, so fertile.
Into the dry terrain so arid, so bare
Devoid of all green, of life.
How like a woman, nature is
So beautiful and so barren.

The woman in me heaved a sigh
To find a kindred spirit in nature
And glided with outstretched eager arms
Through space to merge with my image
To lose myself in her barrenness, nothingness, stillness.

Poem by: Rekha Venugopal, St.Teresa's College

I Refuse To Be….

2009-12-18T20:24:00.000+05:30

I Refuse To Be….

I refuse to be dismayed
When the world turns its back on me.

I refuse to be discouraged
When all the sources of hope
Flee away from me.

I refuse to be sad
When things don’t come
The way I wish they would

I refuse to die
When love, hope or faith
Tries to betray me
For I have a person who died for me
Always there on my side.

Poem By:Jyotsna Jacob, St.Teresa’s College

Just For You

2009-12-17T10:34:00.001+05:30

Just For You

How can I tell you that my heart is full of you?
How can I say you that my shyness makes me fear?
It is for you that I am alive in this world
Your presence makes my life meaningful
Your dreams make my thoughts colorful
I have no words to flatter you
I have no words to express my feelings to you
My heart beats a song for you
My lips smile a life with you
How can I tell you that my heart is full of you?
How can I realize that you’re far away from me?
But in the way of darkness I try to forget youuu…..

Poem By: Resitha Rajan, St.Teresa’s College

He

2009-12-08T12:15:00.002+05:30

He is the one, who loves me,
He is the one, who makes me happy,
He is the one, who cares for me,
He is the one who encourages me
He is one, who supports me throughout my life,
He is the only one who listens to me;
To the voice of my heart
He is the one, who is everything to me,
He is the one, whom I have all to myself,
He sis the one, the only one

Poem By: Femy Justin, St.Teresa’s College

A stormy Night’s Dream

2009-12-07T12:36:00.000+05:30

A Stormy Night’s Dream

The moon is more bright in that night,
The stars are seen like a …,
The sky becomes more and more bright,
The earth carry the everlasting songs,
In that night, dreams come to my mind.
At first, they appeared to be dark and vague.
Then they become more and more pretty.
I wondered, how beautiful they are!
But soon, the clouds appeared,
The sky become dark.
Storms and lightning flashed.
I feared, Oh! What a scene it is,
And my dreams shattered to pieces.

Poem By: Febin , St. Teresa’s College

Present

2009-12-02T20:39:00.001+05:30

Present

Yesterday is history
Tomorrow a mystery
Today is a gift
That’s why its
Called the PRESENT

Poem By: Roshini Rajan,St.Teresa's College

Noon

2009-12-01T20:18:00.001+05:30

Noon

The noon sings a lullaby
To whoever might listen?
And swing in tune,
To the sweet notes
And drift away to crazy dreams.
The soothing warm wind blows,
Trees nod; the leaves flutter;
Flower, a vibrant colour
Of red, violet and yellow.
The cloudless sky, a brilliant blue.
I spot a lonely crow-
Its wings, the colour of night.
The hot sun burns my feet,
My eyelids droop,
But I cannot slip away-
Surrender myself to sleep
There is more of the noon
To be seen and felt.
A tiny butterfly spreads its powdery
Wings
And enters the heart of a flower,
Tastes the warm honey,
Dwells in ecstasy.
Beyond my neighbor’s wall,
I hear the coos of an infant
He snuggles up to his mother,
In the afternoon sun,
Many words pass between them,
I smile;
But here a little bird
Hops among the branches of the
Guava tree,
He stands tall and proud,
Perhaps hunting for twigs,
His yellow bosom heaving up
And down,
Under the afternoon sun.
Then suddenly all is still
Nature turns to gold
It is the sun’s miracle
A feast to the eye!
Now my heart fills with pity
For those lost in slumber
In their warm beds
Or choking in blankets;
For those oblivious
Of the miracle of the afternoon.

Poem by: Jaya Thachil,St.Teresa’s College

The Impractical Affair....

2009-11-27T14:33:00.001+05:30

The Impractical Affair....

I can…
I can wait for reason,
I can wait till the season,
I can hope for an answer,
Or a disaster,
I can pray and seek,
Till I find and meet,
I can dream forever,
Or till never,
I can hold my sleep,
Till I weep,
I can forgive,
….but how can I forget…
(Because dreams hardly come true, but they never die)

Poem by: Chinnu Jimmy,St. Teresa’s College

My Room

2009-11-26T20:44:00.001+05:30

My Room

My room is the real heaven to me.
When I am inside my room,
I feel that I am in a world of happiness
Peace is born in my mind.
I can think freely in my room,
Nothing hinders me.
When I sit alone in my room,
A lot of imaginary characters come
And they give me company
My imaginations are sweeter
Than my real life,
And it makes my room a fairy land.
My room is not attractive in its appearance,
But the cheerful thoughts of mine
In the room makes my room lovely
When I sit and think,
Old memories flash
And I fall into a peaceful sleep
In my sweet room’s silky bed.

Poem by: Aditya Neelambaran,St. Teresa’s College

I'm Grateful

2009-11-25T10:13:00.001+05:30

I'm Grateful

No one can live a life apart
Untouched by other lives
As well one might attempt
To paint a picture in
One tone with no detail
Of shade and light;
Or play a melody with
Just a lonely note
My life is not just
My own design but
Part of all the rest
That passes my way
And each of these is part of mine.

Poem by: Ria Abraham St.Teresa’s College

The Adobe Eternal

2009-11-21T20:16:00.002+05:30

The Adobe Eternal

Ah! What peace, quiet and comfort
In the confines of my haven.
Away from the inhuman world
From the stranger, the husband,
The children, turned strangers now.
Away from their beck and call
From the censuring eyes and burning tongues.
The friends and relatives
Pretenders all and the pretensions!
Lifeless heart set aside the mask now
Of gaiety and happiness that
Hid the seething pain and hurt within.
A mad race of ten and forty laid to rest at last.
Here is safety, contentment and security
In this death of life.
Ah! What peace, quiet and comfort
In this haven, this abode eternal. My coffin.

Poem By: Smt.Rekha Venugopal,St. Teresa’s College

In You for You And Always With You

2009-11-20T18:38:00.001+05:30

In You for You And Always With You

Yes, I fear the gloomy darkness, but
If you were the stars of my night
I would not have prayed for another sunrise
For fear of losing the vision
Of you and me in that starry night

I would have enjoyed being alive
To see you with me that night.
If you were the tears in my eyes
I would never have cried
For the fear of your rolling down my cheeks
And losing you, for my love for you.

If you were seen in the smile of my lips
I would have smiled a thousand times
For my dream of seeing you in me
And being with you for a lifetime.

If you were with me in my chains
I wouldn’t have known my pains
I wouldn’t have known my cries
Whether deep or not I wouldn’t even think.

In your presence I can forget myself
For your love for me is vast
For my scorched heart can ever get chilled
As your love for me is always dear
For me and is always within me.

If you were the light in the candle of this life
I would have been the wax of that candle
As long as you light the life of this world
I would give my life for you to live
As lively and bright as you could
As long as I am with you

The heat of your light may burn me up
But my love for you will abide forever
In you, for you and always with you.

Poem by: Jyothy Parthasarathy,St.Teresa’s College

After Thought

2009-11-19T19:33:00.002+05:30

After Thought

There he sat under the fig-tree
Looking shabby, dressed in rags
Sending his eyes everywhere
To find a sign of hope somewhere.
“Cruel fate!” he murmured
With all the agony in his heart
Nothing fresh, the world seemed dull
Life, as a repeating process.
He longed for a difference
“I’m fed up!” he said again
Wondering about the plan
That almighty had for him.
“I’m your creation,
So, let me enjoy the best things in life
Which are free of cost?”
He pleaded to the Almighty.
A fig fell on his head
He grabbed it and ate it
Then fell many
He ate them all
To his heart’s content.
“May be this is a sign of blessing”
He had second thoughts
And thought about,
The greener brighter side of life
And of being an optimist.
“God loves everyone”,
He said calmly
As his train of thoughts
Had come to a stop.

Poem by: Shalu Liz Joseph,St. Teresa’s College

Everything Has Changed….

2009-11-18T21:50:00.000+05:30

Everything Has Changed….

What was, what is and what will be
Careful moves, shifts and changes
Challenges, achievements and failures
Que sera, sera, what will be will be….
Everything seemed peaceful, calm and serene
Gentle was the breeze, Icy cool the sky,
Did the thunder speak or flashes break?
Nothing ever disturbed the silver rain.
Life flowed on, silently, gracefully,
Placid noon smiled, and so the eve,
Singing, dancing, swaying…. Hopefully.
Everything has changed, changed fully.
Things can never be the same again,
The white, the blue and the pure gold,
Have cruelly splashed across a grey sky.
The dark cloud’s frightened the world,
Searched prayerfully for a silver lining,
Do I hear the angles soft, and God?
Do I see the grey curtains rolled?

Poem by: Mary Teresa Fernandez, St. Teresa’s College

Just For You

2009-11-17T22:50:00.001+05:30

Just For You

How can i tell you that my herst is full of you?
How can i say you that my shyness makes me fear?
it is for you that i am alive in this world
your presence makes my life meaningful
Your dreams makes my thoughts colorful
I have no words to flatter you
I have no words to express my fellings to you
My heart beats a song for you
My lips smile a life with you
How can i tell you that my heart is full of you?
How can i realize that you're far away from me?
But in the way of darkness i try to forget youuu....

Poem By: Resitha Rajan, St.Teresa's College

Unceasing LOVE

2009-11-16T21:18:00.004+05:30

Unceasing LOVE

I was a small boat sailing aimlessly in the vast ocean
Strange world have given me nothing
My life was surrounded by fear, insecurity
And unhappiness
When I stepped into my teenage, I heard, a strange news.
A person who loves me so much
A person who is ready to do anything for me
And I just loved him.
But the cunning face of this world made me forget ‘Him’.
I went through my way searching my happiness alone
My lover was left behind and ‘He’ became the
Sadest person in the whole world
But ‘He’ never gave up his love
‘He’ came and called me again and again to love him
I realized ‘His’ unleasing love and just loved ‘Him’
And I really decided to follow Him.
Yes ‘He’ is my ever loving God Jesus.

Poem By: Remya Varghese,St.Teresa's College

My Idol

2009-11-15T19:25:00.001+05:30

My Idol

She is the one who suffers all pains.
But still smiles,
She carried me in her womb
And made me feel her warmth,
She is the one who raised me up
With her tender love,
She is the one who taught me
How to climb the ladder of life
She gave here ears to my
Secrets and tears.
She is the one whom I look upon
As my idol,
She is none other than,
‘My Mother’!

Poem By: Preena Elizabeth Moncy, St.Teresa's College

DREAM

2009-11-14T09:40:00.001+05:30

DREAM

The prettiest wanderer she is!
Sometimes in blue or black or green;
Colorless comes she at times.
Comes she as the flower of hope
To hopeless minds. There are some
For whom she is the life.
The pleasure she gives is vein and fickle
For the idle minds.
Not those wise men ever dream-
For their dreams are followed by actions.

Poem by: Parvathy.R St. Teresa's College

LISTEN TO HER CRY

2009-11-12T18:47:00.003+05:30

LISTEN TO HER CRY

I lie awake to ease my trouble mind.
But I won’t found anything to rely.

She was no more there to be with me
A woman who can make me alive.

I thought who it would be!
But I was in dark to come across.
I’m in search of a women who lits light-
A lime light to my life for a sudden rise

There is nothing to save me; I’m sin
I thought it’s my destiny
Sure! I’m like this world- no hand to save me
I’m in dark as like the earth is…..
And now losing my ‘cover’ as she.

My cells are being dead as the legs down
The ‘women- earth’ cries for me- I felt.
She gives life, she gives strength
But she is weak and I know it’s because of me.

Oh! God listen to her pain; give birth to an angel
Who won’t make dark
Change world, change people, change everything-
Because the ‘Women-earth’ is begging
Oh God! Come down with your power and save her.

We are in search of a better place
A place-there is everything green.
I’m praying for a ‘green world’-
Which shatters her happiness?
We took her blood and soil for our desire
But the women had no complained.

Please forgive me; forgive us; forgive this world
We make our mother in pain.

Come forward- join together- make this world beautiful
As beautiful as heaven.
Hey... people, live with this ‘women-earth’.
Hey….. World come leave your pride
Shatter the seed for future
A ‘seed’ for a green world.

A green world never my mother earth is happy
She is beautiful- make her more
Was I can put my flesh in peace?

Poem By:Benhar, St.Albert's College

WOMEN

2009-11-11T19:44:00.003+05:30

WOMEN

Women the jewel of wealth,
Women the power of earth
All the good things start with women,
All the good things end with women,
Nothing can replace a woman,
Nothing can, we gain without women,
All of you please lend me your ears,
Women should be praised for years.

Everything is incomplete with women
Nothing alone can be done with a man
Someone said that; women are the strength of men;
But I’ll add something to it,
Even if you like neither it, nor even if you throw it,
Women is not only the strength of men,
But also the strength of earth that we are living.

Oh! Mother Mary, my mother
You’re not only the mother of Christ Jesus,
But you are the mother of all sinners
Mother Mary is a woman
Yours and my mother is also women
Keep in mind; you and I would not;
Have seen this earth, yet,
Without a mother, who is a woman?

I told you once
I think you have not forget it hence,
All good things start with women
And all good things end with women
You began your life journey with your mother, who is a woman.
Most of you will end your life with a woman,
May be with your lover, nor with your wife, who is a woman.

Who else will shed tears for others?
Who else will show sympathy to others?
Who else will pray for others?
With tears in eye, and without uttering a word.
I am sure that not a men, but a women.

Who else can help someone in any moment?
One fact is sure that a man can only comment,
Who else will sacrifice one’s life for others?
Who else will work hard for others?
Only a sister and not a brother
Only a wife and not a husband
Only a girlfriend and not a boy friend.

Remember a fact
This is not an act
Only a woman
But not men.

‘She’ denotes most of the things
‘He’ denotes only some things
I should tell you something
But it sounds like everything.
We say she is our mother land,
And not he is our fatherland,
I threw light that our earth is;
Our mother, who is a women.

‘She’ is our India
‘She’ is our country
‘She’ is our mother land,
Which is the word denoted to represent women.

We know that we have gained freedom
We know that we are not at all.
Our freedom is not only a result of men freedom fighters.
I like to say it is also a result of women freedom fighters.

I would like to say some women’s name
Who gave us fame?
Rani Lakshmi bai, Sarojini Naidu,
Indira Gandhi, Sonia Gandhi
I love you for you are women,
But women are always women.

Poem By: Rosita D'silva, St.Albert's college

MY FADING THOUGHTS

2009-11-09T19:53:00.002+05:30

MY FADING THOUGHTS

I take refuge

In solitude

I dwell upon my thoughts

I look over my shoulders

At the past

The bitter sweet memories

The time,

That has gone by swiftly

Leaving me

With nothing worth wile

To claim as my own

I long for scences

Where no one over smiles or weeps

And happily to be remembered.

Poem By:Umesh Kumar. J,St.Albert's College

ODE TO LEBANON

2009-11-08T11:38:00.003+05:30

Ode To Lebanon

Lebanon no more smells of thyme & cedar,
Nor does it leave prophet Gibran’s
Soul wander in peace,
Scalp of a Nation driven insane,
Some say it is the work of Allah’s Imagination,
While others don’t speculate on this ominous
Myth of speculation
Where in the world can I pickle
My hope; I say

Poem BY: Anupe Vincent, St.Albert's College

2009-11-04T17:32:00.000+05:30

A Tribute To Womanhood

Like a shodow that follows on,

Like a hope that lingers on,

Like a butterfly that flutters by

Woman – Art Thou.

The epitome of love and care,

An emblem of sufferings though to bear,

The panacea to all human woes,

Woman – Art Thou.

Girl, daughter, mother and wife,

Names that render no more strife,

Abode of love, the true progenitor,

Oh! We have these as a universal mentor.

Pure as while and deep as the ocean,

Woman thou art not a silly notion,

Fathoms of questions unanswered.

To thy dual nature contributed.

Gentle as the wind, study as an oak,

To every house thou art a rock,

A rock to guide, a rock that cares.

That human minds are rid of their fears.

Poem By: Keren Rosemary Dixon,St.Albert's College.

(Got 1st Prize in English Poem Writing Competition in St.Albert’s College)