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IMPRESSIONS

Poetry

POESIES OF HILLS

You're beautiful in the laps of the mighty hill,
The songs of life that you bore become soft;
Overlooking the life from the parapet of top,

Capturing it all en plein air, motionless and still.

From behind the veil of morning mist,

The rays of sun inundate the horizon ridge;
As Winter-soaked soils stay strong beneath,
There's a fragrance of rekindled joy and grit.

The pack of Scarlett clouds running across,

Witness your best zenith, and swirl in delight;
Break the shackles of life's maladies now,
As you can finally go beyond the hills with might.

- Kaki Likhitha
MGNF- Leparada District (Arunachal Pradesh)

RISE, SOAR, AND FLY

Don’t clip thy wings, rise, and soar high into the sky, raise your voice not to shout, but
to shun the evils out.
Don’t restrict yourself to the vessels in the kitchen but open yourself to work for thy

vision.
Don’t be a feminist just to make the women strong, be a feminist to change the way the
world perceives you to be wrong.

Don’t be folly to debate the strengths of the gender, instead work hard to be a worthy
contender.
Don’t just confine yourself to the four walls of residency, instead break the taboos and
rule the world like a presidency.
Don’t let the man next door sweep you off your feet because you must rise, soar, and fly

higher to reach the zenith of the sky!

- Roopsha Bhattacharjee
Asst. Media & Public relations

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