Raindrops I see a raindrop running, Running down my window-pane I think, it's in a haste It is followed by another And a downpour begins. I open my window-pane Welcoming the rain I look down and see People running to shades Now, no overcrowding, in my lane. I take a long breath I can smell the earth The cold wind Touches my face My toes and my soul. The raindrops brought repose That, which I was looking for. -

Niveditha.R

WHAT WAS HER BLUNT?- THE PAIN OF RAPE VICTIM She was calm and caring She was lovely and charming She was talented and intellectual She was kind and generous She was pretty and appealing She was jovial and friendly She was good looking and elegant Her outfit was long enough to be covered as a curtain She worked round the clock She was strong enough to overcome a disaster Little did she know that Three wild creatures would sweep her on that darkest night Her looks were traditional enough to worship her Yet, she was hunted by those wild creatures What was her blunt? To be born as a ‘woman’. -Sweetha S

THE STRUGGLING ‘ME' Life has knocked me down few times, I'm strong enough to face my failures, I'm ready to struggle for my success, I'm not even shamed of the insults, You had tried your most to wreck My heart but it just break my parts...

Life has knocked me again with Continuous miracle which is just a MAYA, Which I can't think, believe or accept... Your weapon gives irreversible pain Your choice of weapon : death of my beloved I can't scream scold but I can scatter my pain... Your crucial attempt to broke me Just pearced my skin...Take me quick as how you kill others...as I'm dare to die.... " yet I'm waiting " -Mythilikesavan

UNTOLD STORY

THE CLOTH ON THE FACE GLITTERS WITH A SMILE BUT THE TRUE FACE FEELS WITH LONELINESS AS A PALE TEETH SHE’D TEARS FOR NOT SEEING THE WORLD THE VOCAL CORDS ATTRIBUTE A SOUND, BUT IT DOESN’T MAKE CLEAR THE NOSE AND CHEEKS FEEL SAD FOR COVERING THEM WELL KNOWN FACES BECAME AN UNKNOWN AS STRANGER HAPPINESS IN CHEEKS CAN’T BE VIEWED BY ANYONE EYES FEEL EMBARRASSED FOR NOT COVERING IT DESPITE ALL THIS, LEGS WALK FORWARD TOWARDS DESIRED AMBITION A DAY WON’T COMPLETE WITHOUT PICKING AND WEARING IT-THE MASK -

K. Sowndhariya

Wailing Classroom

Something happened, why I am being noiseless for a while? Once it was the place, the children's chattered together Now I can see the empty benches only with a layer of dust I felt alone because I couldn’t hear the blaring I felt being in darkness without them Whenever they get a chance and Whenever the teacher was busy writing on the board they used to eat up If the teacher caught them, they said “Stand up” Sometimes they were being scolded for their mistakes Sometimes they were being appreciated for their successfulness The teacher may not notice them while they napping But I will do it at the perfect time They will leave for lunch after 12 But before that the boxes become empty And trust me..! they were everyday champions in the running race when the chime rang at 4’O clock But now I am miserable The teacher alone speaking something in-front of the smartphone I can’t see them, and I can’t feel them I can only hear the voices “YES” and “NO”.

P.PERIYASAMY ( II - M.A.English )

THE LOVE FOR RAIN I still feel the moments when your touch nourished me! I still remember those days when I waited for you eagerly! I still remember those nights when I wished to cuddle up in you! I still remember those mornings when I woke up just to witness you! I still remember those days when you comforted me while I am low! I still remember those times when your anger made me sick! I still remember our cute nok-jhoks when you pampered me with your drizzles! I still remember our hide and seek play when you made me jealous! Dear Rain, I love you 3000!!❤ -Sweetha S