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POEM

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• Who Am I ?
• Silver Moon
• Dog
• My Visit to Jungle
• Monsoon
• Footprints
• Sunday
• Mr Knowall
• My Meaningless Friendship
• Hurt No living Thing & How doth the little busy bee
• Christmas
• Bhagat Singh
• Friends
• Nature
• My Escape
• Earth is Not Ours Alone
• Underground
• To See Me Smile & Three at a Table
• My Friend
• Not What I Expected
• Dear Candle
• Remembering My Friend
• Hope—the crusader
• Hungry
• Exams
• My Pen
• My Wish
• Why

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POEM
Underground

Underground In the deep kingdom underground There is no light and little sound. Down below the earth's green floor The rabbit and the mole explore. The quarrying ants run to and fro To make their populous empires grow. Do they, as I pass overhead, Stop in their work to hear my tread? Some creatures sleep and do not toil, Secure and warm beneath the soil. Sometimes a fork or spade intrudes Upon their earthly solitudes. Downward the branching tree-roots spread Into the country of the dead. Deep down, the buried rocks and stones Are like the earth's gigantic bones. In the dark Kingdom underground  How many marvellous things are bound!

Sankalp Thakur, Div:  V A Lokhandwala Foundation School, Kandivli, Mumbai, India.

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Words of Appreciation

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ANURADHA HARISH

Beautiful poem...Hard to believe that a standard five student has such an incredible vocabulary! Thoughts have flowed well. Rhyming excellent. Really makes the reader feel the underground world. Sankalp, keep up the good work!! Write more poems and nurture your talent.

NISHANT JUNJUNWALA

It was an excellent poem but it was copied from a Gulmohar text book. This is cheating.

KAUSTAB

Nice poem but copied.

AROOJ

Bad girl!!!!! Next time write your own poem and be creative. Just try to write about anything. Its worth trying.

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