Mahika Khandelwal, Class IX C
Orange and yellow
Flames, they flicker.
Casting an orange glow all around.
While man warms his feet sitting beside it on the ground.
Sometimes it provides light,
So that we can see in the night.
Sometimes it protects,
From the creatures of the night.
But somewhere it unleashes its rage,
Trapping beings in a fiery cage,
Burning down all in its way.
One must wonder how can fire,
At the same time build yet burn.
But my dear, I must say,
This is mother nature’s way.
Poojal Singhai, Class IX C
Fire, the most feared element of life.
Don’t kill the good old man’s wife!
She is trapped in her ignited house,
And the thing which is on fire,
Is the good old man’s spouse.
She runs without thinking,
Her eyes are not even blinking.
Now her life is at stake,
Only because of a careless mistake.
