Exemplery Teacher

Inspired by the timeless tales shared by Dr (Mrs) Amita Chauhan, Chairperson, Amity Group of Schools & RBEF, GT presents part XI of a vibrant comic strip series, crafted by Parneka Chowdhry, AIS Gurugram 46, XI J

The seasons

Twisha Prasad, AIS Noida, Alumna

The atrocious monsoon has fallen
Bid your byes, to the blowing breeze
Clouds are now so calm and careful
Dusk is no longer all that dreadful

Ethereal spring is always the eventual
For the flowers are all so fanatical
Go gaze upon that great greenery
Hold hopes no matter how dreary

Monday might bring the meadows
Nature is not always this narrow
Beauty of the orchard is observed
This paradise will stay preserved

Beautiful fields, a great discovery
Do take rest, there will be a recovery
Autumn will be surfacing very soon
Triumphing through the tragic tunes

Soon, in the never-ending universe
Velvet veranda, vibrant and verve
Winter welcomes a windy whisper
Summer leaves, a departing sister.

Swords that fell

Varnika Nagpal Nafees, AIS MV, X D
You may see my smile as one with no scar
But how would you know that it’s carved?
Deep within me, there rings a dimming bell
That I’m merely raising these swords that fell

Ignoring all dread and overwhelming pain
I never called for a war of heart and brain
My veins are straits of battleground of hell
My conscience lifting these swords that fell

The blood in my body is just enough to fill
There’s no room left for anymore to spill
My head is in the clouds, in some dark spell
My emotions holding these swords that fell

Oh, how I wish that these clouds were white
And my veins were streams of hopes bright
And my mind wasn’t just an endless well
So, I’d live without lifting swords that fell.