Medini Rajan,15 years old
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Sun's Embrace
Fearless Warr...
The Sparrow
Perils Of Urb...
The Treasure ...
Child Labour
Bangalore Day...
Child labour
My so many unwritten poems Buried in my mind How I wished to pour my thoughts on paper My so many unwritten poems Buried in my mind How I wished to pour my thoug...
You'll thank yourself for bravery of entering sea when it looked comfortable on the shore, You'll thank yourself for bravery of entering sea when it looked comfortable on ...
Let's cherish its grace Let's cherish its grace
As it was the seed sowed and she's the plant; And still now....she has the little mate on! As it was the seed sowed and she's the plant; And still now....she has the littl...
My blood... Just a facsimile of me.. My blood... Just a facsimile of me..
With heart and soul as prism With heart and soul as prism
A boundless epic A boundless epic
You've shown me your mercy You've shown me your mercy
Every time I look at my daughters, I am encountered with this question Every time I look at my daughters, I am encountered with this question
My motherland stands, On the worldly arena My motherland stands, On the worldly arena
My childhood was a lie, A beautiful lie, My childhood was a lie, A beautiful lie,
Don't let your fear, dim the light of your hope! Don't let your fear, dim the light of your hope!
It was the good old days, We would count the stars, And share laughter in the evening, Whil... It was the good old days, We would count the stars, And share laughter in ...
The very thought of holidays brightens up my face, Time to scuttle to my village, away from the b... The very thought of holidays brightens up my face, Time to scuttle to my vill...
Kalam met Gandhi in the heavenly abode, He bowed, and his respect he bestowed! Kalam met Gandhi in the heavenly abode, He bowed, and his respect he bestowed!
nce there was a beautiful bird trapped in an golden cage A man was bounded by shackles, some differ... nce there was a beautiful bird trapped in an golden cage A man was bounded by s...
The poem is an adieu to the school and bids farewell. The poem is an adieu to the school and bids farewell.
The sky is falling, You'll be the queen in the throng. The sky is falling, You'll be the queen in the throng.
Even if you think so, Never tell your brother he looks like a crow. Even if you think so, Never tell your brother he looks like a crow.
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