Deekshita is an 11th grade student from India. She is an avid reader and writes poems based on nature. She has won numerous scholarships and accolades for her aptitude in English. This is her first attempt at publishing her work. HopeA shadow of darkness fills my gaze, As the nightly air patrols round, The once lovely countryside all in a haze So deathly a silence, my heartbeats resound. The moon appears to heal my wounded soul, Emerging as a ray of hope through a gaping hole, Sending a subtle hint straight into my heart, If darkness comes, light is not far apart. The Cuckoo's callingA fruitless day spent idling on the couch,
was made endearing my a Cuckoo's call on the porch. A single note that rang out pure and clear, Enchantingly beckoning its near and dear. Come on comrades! Let us rejoice, Sans pollution, nature has regained her poise, For, the heartless humans are still behind bars, Just this once, we can truly see the stars. A single voice with so much hope, Of expressing it no music has scope, All the guilt the humans are stalling, Has been brought forth by the Cuckoo's calling.
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ks for sharing the article, and more importantly, your personal expeasdc rience mind sdcfudcadsv adsclly using our emotions as data about our inner state sdcand knowing when it’s better to de-escalate by taking a time out are great tools. Appreciate you reading and sharing your story since I can certainly relate and I think others can to
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