Storybooks

STORYBOOKS

STORYBOOKS ARE MY LIFE,

WITHOUT THEM, I SURELY WOULDN’T SURVIVE.

THEY TEACH US VOCABULARY & WORDS,

AND ABOUTS SOLDIERS WHO FIGHT WITH SILVER SWORDS.

ABOUT MAGICAL FAIRIES WHO LIVE IN FANTASY LANDS,

OR WITCHES WHO TWIRL THEIR WANDS.

WHY HARRY POTTER WALKS BY THE LAWN,

WITH HIS BEST FRIENDS HERMIONE & RON.

WHY THE BLUE SEA HAS TIDES,

OR WHY THE CLOUD SO GRACEFULLY GLIDES.

A STORY BOOK CAN ONLY GIVE

ANSWER TO ALL THESE…

THERE ARE FEW STORIES WRITTEN BY RUSKIN BOND,

ABOUT A MYSTERIOUS CREATURE IN A POND.

PLAYS BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE

OR FUNNY POEMS BY EDWARD LEAR.

OTHERS AUTHORS JOIN IN AS WELL,

AND PUBLISH THEIR STORIES FOR SALE.

SO LISTEN UP PEOPLE,

THERE IS STILL TIME,

TO MAKE A DECISION & CHANGE YOUR MIND.

LET’S READ A LOT OF STORYBOOKS,

TO IGNORE ALL THE DISGUSTED LOOKS.

BECAUSE STORY BOOKS ARE MY LIFE,

WITHOUT THEM I SURELY WOULDN’T SURVIVE.

-by Sunil Gunin

Rain

RAIN

Rain, rain, rain

On my window pane

Sometimes a blessing,

At times a pain!

When I want to go out to play,

The naughty rain comes in my way.

Indoor seems so mundane,

All wishes are in vain.

When I read my favourite story book,

Outside my window I look.

Oh! It’s such a pleasure,

To see nature’s treasure!

Rain, rain, rain

On my window pane

 Sometimes a blessing,

At times a pain!

Rain, rain, rain

Come back again.

Exams

EXAMS

Exams are near!

We’re all shuddering with fear,

We must bury our eyes in books,

All around there are worried looks,

We scribble down notes all day,

But as summer is so troubling,

Can autumn be far away?

After all the toil & trouble,

We’re paid dearly with custom relief,

Oh, how many happy sighs do we heave!

After all the revision & all the tension rising,

Pass days of pure joy,

Finally free from writing!

But as we play on energetic feet,

A brand new session strolls for us, down the street,

And soon will arrive new books, over which we’ll pore,

And like this we will pass each year,

So let’s learn more & more!

-        Sunil Gunin   

 

Policewoman

POLICEWOMAN

Once a stormy night

Under the moon light

Stood a dark woman,

In front of a white van;

The woman was wearin’ a blue shirt

With a black skirt,

And with a blue cap,

She was the only, policewoman.

Ran on the streets,

To catch the thieves,

Arrested people

Who did bad things;

Sometimes cried,

Because she feared,

But was the mightiest

Of all the rest.

Cats

CATS

Cats walk with their

Heads held high;

Because the mothers cat say,

“Big cats do not cry”.

They swish their tails and

Have sleek fur

And when with little girls,

They begin to purr.

Cats tell stories

In the bright full moon,

About elegant witches and

Table spoons.

In those lovely nights

They begin their dances.

Dreaming about knights

With shining lances;

But soon enough

Counting sheep;

Murmuring softly

                                      In their sleep. 
                                                

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ALONE

ALONE

From childhood’s hour, I have not been,

As others were, I have not seen.

As others saw, I could not bring

My passions, from a common spring.

 From the same source, I have not been taken,

My sorrow, I could not awaken;

My heart to join at the same tone,

And all I loved, I loved to be alone.

Then in my childhood, in the dawn,

Of a most stormy life was drawn.

From every depth of good and evil,

The mystery which binds me still;

From the torrent, or the fountain;

From the white cliff of the mountain;

From the sun that round me rolled

In its autumn tint of gold.

From the lightning in the sky

As it passed me flying by,

From the thunder and the storm,

And the clouds took a form.

When the rest of the heaven was blue;

There was a demon in my view.  

-Sunil Gunin

TIME

TIME

Time, what a wonder you are!

You heal the deepest cuts inflicted upon us,

You make us forget everything,

The losses and pains which

Had overshadowed us.

You make us realize

The ironies of life;

The pride and arrogance can never gain

Our love and care is what

Earns us our name.  

You fly like a swallow

When we don’t want ‘morrow;

You are as still as the northern star,

When things are in a mess.

Oh! Then how cruel you are.

 You are devastating, devilish, and immortal,

When you destroy the buildings,

The statues and works of great kings.

Yet you are a precious gem,

The most powerful on the earth!

Waiting to be crowned,

By the people around.

                                                             -Sunil

Chased by pennywise

~CHASED BY PENNYWISE~

Once a cool night, along with my friends, I was hanging out with them in a nice, amusing circus. I was having a cheerful day with them at the circus. The circus started with a magic show, which was continued by jugglers who were doing nice tricks and were jumping like monkeys. There were even jokers who were making us laugh. Then, a couple of animals were brought on the stage. The audiences were satisfied at the sight of an elephant that was running on a treadmill, tigers were jumping on trampolines and a gorilla was dancing at music. 

I felt a bad feeling during the circus period. The people and even the animals looked like as if they were possessed or hypnotized by some spirit or demon. I am not a crazy brat so I just forgot about it. 

It was now the end of the circus. The last person was a clown, and even the owner of the circus. The clown’s appearance made the audience creeped out. Even the clown’s smile was so creepy; it barely gave me a chill. No sooner I realized the clown was Pennywise, the clown who in 1999, made people to laugh and killed them. He was also known as the evil clown. A while later he asked me to volunteer him. That was probably the worst moment in my life. He asked me to walk on a carpet consisting of 200 spines. I just refused and went back to my own seat.         

Pennywise was a clown who had a white face, a  creepy smile, two cuts over his eyes and a red balloon held on his right hand.

When we were leaving, Mike, my friend, had located Pennywise chasing us. That terrified us. We ran for our lives and headed for Shalk forest. We had escaped but we mistakenly entered the dark and creepy forest of Shalk road, where many paranormal activities had been seen at night.

We ran very quickly so that we would be safe. At around 12 am, we had entered our own houses. After reaching, I had my dinner. I even got a scolding from my mum for living outside till midnight.       

At bed, I had texted my friends Mike, John, and Carl, if they were all alright. Everyone replied me, except John. For a week, he never showed up at his house. He never texted me & never came to school again. It was the right time for us to call 9-1-1.  

The police investigated the case for 2-3 weeks & reported us about the case. They told us that the given location had no clue to Pennywise & our friend John. From that day, John was found missing & I had no idea where Pennywise was.

After that incident day, I always got horrifying dreams about Pennywise carrying John away from me, showing me a very creepy smile.

                                                          -Sunil