My Freind

My friend is a mirror,

That reflects my face.

My friend is a soap,

With which i wash my heart.

My friend is a a dictionary,

By which i gain knowledge.

My friend is a poem,

Where in i express my feelings.

My friend is everything for me,

From whom i learn loving.

ANKIT KATHAIT IV- A

SKY

From the eyes of a bird

When i look into the sky,

I feel its my home.

To my only reason to fly,

I feel its my vision.

To my only desire,

I feel its my love

To my last wish.

SHWETA XI-A