MISS WORLD

Once there was a little girl,
Very pretty was she.
Her eyes were full of love,
and twinkling with mischief.
Her lips were just like,
Petals of a rose,
She was the darling,
Of her parents,
The apple of their eyes.
She would talk sweetly,
which made a special place,
In everybody's heart.
Her name was Sweety,
And a breathtaking smile,
Made her all the more charming,
She grew up into,
A tall and beautiful girl.
then she participated,
In a beauty paegent,
There she was crowned Miss world,
She achieved much success,
And she thanked God,
For being so kind to her.

NOTE: This poem was published in "XPRESS VIBES", a supplement of "The Indian Express" on 8 May, 2002.

EARTH MATTERS

Whenever I bow my head,
To seek blessings from the Almighty,
I feel a sense of guilt ....
God had bestowed,
His miraculous powers,
So as to create us.
Is life really worth it?
Why not?
Come let us pledge today,
That all of us will,
Protect Mother Nature,
Conserve wildlife and forests.
Its our duty, isn't it?
Together let us stand as one,
As a mark of respect,
To the Lord and staning united,
We will bid adieu to terror.

NOTE- This poem was published in "XPRESS VIBES", a supplement of "The Indian Express" on 30 January, 2002.