﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>VoicesNet.com Recent Poems of Prerna Chikersal - Copyright for all poems displayed belong to author</title><link>http://www.voicesnet.com</link><description>The latest poems submitted to www.VoicesNet.com by Prerna Chikersal</description><copyright>(c) 2008, VoicesNet, LLC. All rights reserved.</copyright><ttl>5</ttl><item><title>THE JOYS OF CHILDHOOD! by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>Dancing around like little raindrops&lt;br&gt;On muddy roads &amp; more&lt;br&gt;Window shopping in the shops&lt;br&gt;Building castles at the sea shore&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Little fights on a pen or a doll&lt;br&gt;Lasting only a moment or two&lt;br&gt;Then, a little hug to end it all&lt;br&gt;And skipping together saying I love you	&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Running &amp; dancing here &amp; about&lt;br&gt;Slipping hard &amp; rising with every fall&lt;br&gt;Laughing &amp; Playing—a chuckle &amp; a shout&lt;br&gt;Swinging high on swings, &amp; shooting a ball&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then cosily, in mum’s lap, at night&lt;br&gt;Listening to joyous words, &amp; toys anew&lt;br&gt;Then, on the terrace with dad, flying a kite&lt;br&gt;With an innocent smile as fresh as dew&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Knowing neither grief nor worry&lt;br&gt;Lost in their own jolly world&lt;br&gt;At their own pace, ne’er in a hurry&lt;br&gt;Aspiring to build a happy dream-world&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A stranger as well as their dear one&lt;br&gt;They can make anyone smile&lt;br&gt;They enclose love for everyone&lt;br&gt;They know nothing of cheat or wile&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Those days were so nice; that can’t be forgotten&lt;br&gt;Though, I can forget everything else I’ve got&lt;br&gt;I wish I could go back the steps I’ve trodden&lt;br&gt;Twas the happiest time, that now can’t be bought&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss the swings &amp; the playful laughter&lt;br&gt;So, let me return to what I find good&lt;br&gt;I miss the innocent talks without any falter&lt;br&gt;So, let me return to the joys of childhood&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;			-A Self-composed Poem By&lt;br&gt;				Prerna Chikersal&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=157933</link><pubDate>8/19/2009</pubDate></item><item><title>Happy Janamashtmi! (Happy Birthday Krishna 2009) by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>The one in many &amp; the many in one&lt;br&gt;The end of life, middle &amp; from where it begun&lt;br&gt;In pleasure or pain, good or bad, love or hate&lt;br&gt;You are in all—animate &amp; inanimate&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are the one who scolds, &amp; the one who cares&lt;br&gt;The one who gives, takes &amp; shares&lt;br&gt;You are there in good or evil, friend or foe&lt;br&gt;You &amp; only you are the giver of joy &amp; sorrow&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;How sweet &amp; naughty you are!&lt;br&gt;You’re so near, yet you appear so far&lt;br&gt;We are your dream, for us different roles you depute&lt;br&gt;Oh! The way you make us dance on the sweet sound of your flute&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The enchanting sound of your flute, sweeps us of our feet&lt;br&gt;And we forget the face behind the sorrow &amp; joy, cold &amp; heat&lt;br&gt;Wearing different masks you come whenever we call&lt;br&gt;As a mother, father, loved one, friend, teacher or anyone at all&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Life after life, lost in illusion, we suffer&lt;br&gt;The struggle to touch perfection becomes tougher &amp; tougher&lt;br&gt;The day when pleasure &amp; pain seems nothing but the same&lt;br&gt;Tis called perfection, when we do everything in your name&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lost in your dream, we forget you so fast&lt;br&gt;But, alas! Tis to you that we have to return at last&lt;br&gt;And no matter how much we might drift apart&lt;br&gt;You forgive us, embrace us with tearful eyes &amp; comfort our heart&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This day, lost here I sing thy praise&lt;br&gt;Tears in my eyes, my vision does haze&lt;br&gt;I call out to you, believing you’ll be there&lt;br&gt;As a godhead in every person, a godhead everywhere&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh! Giver of joy, giver of sorrow&lt;br&gt;Mistakes I make, at every step, I know&lt;br&gt;So at every step, I stumble, I fall, I bleed&lt;br&gt;And every time, your guidance is all I need&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To correct my flaws, empower my belief&lt;br&gt;Bless me, to sense you, feel you &amp; offer me relief&lt;br&gt;So, by bringing your children back, I too can worship you&lt;br&gt;By serving them with love &amp; helping them see what is true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, no person will grieve, no child will cry&lt;br&gt;You gave me this purpose, which I’ll fulfil till I die&lt;br&gt;But, first with all my heart full of faith, I call out to you&lt;br&gt;To come &amp; show me the right path which is true&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, this day, lost here I sing thy praise&lt;br&gt;Tears in my eyes, my vision does haze&lt;br&gt;This is all I pray on this auspicious day&lt;br&gt;Happy Janamashtmi! I wish you a very happy birthday!</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=157824</link><pubDate>8/16/2009</pubDate></item><item><title>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>Not too long back, a few years ago&lt;br&gt;You held us in your arms &amp; rocked us to &amp; fro&lt;br&gt;The first person in the world we knew&lt;br&gt;Can be no one else but you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Like an angel from the heavens above&lt;br&gt;You nurtured us well with such the unconditional love!&lt;br&gt;You are always there for us, whether day or night&lt;br&gt;Like an umbrella of love protecting us from the harsh sunlight&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know you’ll be there for me to catch me if I fall&lt;br&gt;Whenever it is time for school, I have no worries at all&lt;br&gt;Cause you get up every morning to get me ready fast&lt;br&gt;&amp; pack yummy delights especially for my breakfast&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You remind me always to work very hard&lt;br&gt;All that we’ve achieved is actually your reward&lt;br&gt;Sitting with us all day to teach us ABC’s&lt;br&gt;And then at night rocking us to sleep&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You always make sure I eat, before you have your meal&lt;br&gt;Whenever you saw us succeed, you were filled up with love &amp; zeal&lt;br&gt;Holding our hand to keep us on the right track&lt;br&gt;You told us to dream &amp; said there’s nothing we lack&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All your stories you narrated&lt;br&gt;Oh, the values you embedded&lt;br&gt;Whatever we are—whatever we will be&lt;br&gt;Is because of you &amp; your love bigger than the sea&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Even the lord above cannot love us as much as you do&lt;br&gt;Cause you are actually our god &amp; we really love you&lt;br&gt;I know I cannot pay back anything you’ve done&lt;br&gt;All that love, all that care, all the beauty &amp; all that fun&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mother, you love us with all your heart&lt;br&gt;And we too loved you right since the start&lt;br&gt;Even ‘Thank you’ is too small a word to say&lt;br&gt;All that I can say is—‘I love you &amp; Happy Mother’s day!’&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=133212</link><pubDate>6/3/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>THE JOYS OF CHILDHOOD by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>Dancing around like little raindrops&lt;br&gt;On muddy roads &amp; more&lt;br&gt;Window shopping in the shops&lt;br&gt;Building castles at the sea shore&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Little fights on a pen or a doll&lt;br&gt;Lasting only a moment or two&lt;br&gt;Then, a little hug to end it all&lt;br&gt;And skipping together saying I love you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Running &amp; dancing here &amp; about&lt;br&gt;Slipping hard &amp; rising with every fall&lt;br&gt;Laughing &amp; Playing—a chuckle &amp; a shout&lt;br&gt;Swinging high on swings, &amp; shooting a ball&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then cosily, in mum’s lap, at night&lt;br&gt;Listening to joyous words, &amp; toys anew&lt;br&gt;Then, on the terrace with dad, flying a kite&lt;br&gt;With an innocent smile as fresh as dew&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Knowing neither grief nor worry&lt;br&gt;Lost in their own jolly world&lt;br&gt;At their own pace, ne’er in a hurry&lt;br&gt;Aspiring to build a happy dream-world&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A stranger as well as their dear one&lt;br&gt;They can make anyone smile&lt;br&gt;They enclose love for everyone&lt;br&gt;They know nothing of cheat or wile&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Those days were so nice; that can’t be forgotten&lt;br&gt;Though, I can forget everything else I’ve got&lt;br&gt;I wish I could go back the steps I’ve trodden&lt;br&gt;Twas the happiest time, that now can’t be bought&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss the swings &amp; the playful laughter&lt;br&gt;So, let me return to what I find good&lt;br&gt;I miss the innocent talks without any falter&lt;br&gt;So, let me return to the joys of childhood</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=131941</link><pubDate>5/12/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>GENERATION NEXT! by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>I feel in myself an extraordinary power&lt;br&gt;That’s increasing day by day - hour by hour&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Not too long ago, I was merely a small little bud&lt;br&gt;That needed love &amp; care &amp; stood high above the mud&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But now, I’ve sprouted &amp; I am a blossoming flower&lt;br&gt;Full of energy, passion, love &amp; amazing power&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This power is what I cannot explain&lt;br&gt;It’s a ray of light on a rugged terrain&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Slowly O slowly, I open up my petals&lt;br&gt;I give hope, motivate &amp; inspire others&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;However, humble and small, I may seem&lt;br&gt;I can do wonders no one can dream&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When a distant traveller sees me blossom&lt;br&gt;He smiles silently &amp; feels gleesome&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have the power to change our fate&lt;br&gt;A better world is what I want to create&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A world of bliss, a world of light&lt;br&gt;A happy world with no dark insight&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am the future, the future generation&lt;br&gt;I want no hate, no sorrow or corruption&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want to heal the world of all grief &amp; sin&lt;br&gt;I want this world to be a better place to live in&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I want the poor &amp; disabled to live in ecstasy&lt;br&gt;I want them to be satisfied &amp; happy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know one day I’ll achieve this goal&lt;br&gt;By uniting all heart, mind &amp; soul&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If I am wise &amp; aware&lt;br&gt;And spread love &amp; care&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can change the earth&lt;br&gt;And make it of much worth&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who am I, you must be wondering&lt;br&gt;I am ‘generation next’, ready &amp; beaming&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am the youth - the future of humanity&lt;br&gt;So, let us unite &amp; spread harmony&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=131942</link><pubDate>5/12/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>Happy Mother's Day by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>&lt;br&gt;Not too long back, a few years ago&lt;br&gt;You held us in your arms &amp; rocked us to &amp; fro&lt;br&gt;The first person in the world we knew&lt;br&gt;Can be no one else but you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Like an angel from the heavens above&lt;br&gt;You nurtured us well with such the unconditional love!&lt;br&gt;You are always there for us, whether day or night&lt;br&gt;Like an umbrella of love protecting us from the harsh sunlight&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know you’ll be there for me to catch me if I fall&lt;br&gt;Whenever it is time for school, I have no worries at all&lt;br&gt;Cause you get up every morning to get me ready fast&lt;br&gt;&amp; pack yummy delights especially for my breakfast&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You remind me always to work very hard&lt;br&gt;All that we’ve achieved is actually your reward&lt;br&gt;Sitting with us all day to teach us ABC’s&lt;br&gt;And then at night rocking us to sleep&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You always make sure I eat, before you have your meal&lt;br&gt;Whenever you saw us succeed, you were filled up with love &amp; zeal&lt;br&gt;Holding our hand to keep us on the right track&lt;br&gt;You told us to dream &amp; said there’s nothing we lack&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;All your stories you narrated&lt;br&gt;Oh, the values you embedded&lt;br&gt;Whatever we are—whatever we will be&lt;br&gt;Is because of you &amp; your love bigger than the sea&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Even the lord above cannot love us as much as you do&lt;br&gt;Cause you are actually our god &amp; we really love you&lt;br&gt;I know I cannot pay back anything you’ve done&lt;br&gt;All that love, all that care, all the beauty &amp; all that fun&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mother, you love us with all your heart&lt;br&gt;And we too loved you right since the start&lt;br&gt;Even ‘Thank you’ is too small a word to say&lt;br&gt;All that I can say is—‘I love you &amp; Happy Mother’s day!’&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=131933</link><pubDate>5/12/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>Don't stop trying! by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>The rain is at its best&lt;br&gt;Wind’s blowing to the west&lt;br&gt;It’s just blowin’ past&lt;br&gt;Against you, fast&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Everything seems so dark&lt;br&gt;You can’t even hear a single sky lark&lt;br&gt;Even when all doors have been closed forever&lt;br&gt;You must never give up—never give up, never!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When you have fallen badly to the ground&lt;br&gt;And even your last hope has totally drowned&lt;br&gt;When you think nothing is going to be right&lt;br&gt;Always appeal to your inner bright light!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The light within you&lt;br&gt;Is showing you another view&lt;br&gt;A view of sunlight—a happy new day&lt;br&gt;A peaceful lake, reflecting a golden sun ray&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It’s giving you the strength to move on&lt;br&gt;It’s turning the dusk into a bright new dawn&lt;br&gt;So, don’t stop—don’t stop trying&lt;br&gt;Cause you’ll know the winds are lying&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The light you have—your inner courage&lt;br&gt;Will make the world change its ways&lt;br&gt;But, you needn’t change your style&lt;br&gt;It’s your life &amp; others are guests for a while&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No one in this world can take your place&lt;br&gt;So, never &amp; never, mend your ways&lt;br&gt;Follow your dreams &amp; be the pilot of your plane&lt;br&gt;If you fall once or twice, try again &amp; again&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;People will always speak cause they just have to&lt;br&gt;They may say that there’s nothing great about you&lt;br&gt;But, to their remarks, pay no heed&lt;br&gt;Then, one day for sure, you’re bound to succeed&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;Don’t stop—don’t stop trying&lt;br&gt;Soon you’ll know the winds are lying&lt;br&gt;Say what you feel &amp; be who you are&lt;br&gt;Then, you’ll see no goal is too far&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The skies will clear &amp; you’ll see sunshine&lt;br&gt;And your dreams up high, they’ll look so fine&lt;br&gt;Soon you’ll find yourself flying &lt;br&gt;So, never give up &amp; don’t stop trying</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=131063</link><pubDate>4/24/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>The Joys of Childhood! by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>Dancing around like little raindrops&lt;br&gt;On muddy roads &amp; more&lt;br&gt;Window shopping in shops&lt;br&gt;Building castles at the sea shore&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Little fights on a pen or a doll&lt;br&gt;Lasting only a moment or two&lt;br&gt;Then, a little hug to end it all&lt;br&gt;And skipping together saying I love you&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Running &amp; dancing here &amp; about&lt;br&gt;Slipping hard &amp; rising with every fall&lt;br&gt;Laughing &amp; Playing—a chuckle &amp; a shout&lt;br&gt;Swinging high on swings, &amp; shooting a ball&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In mum’s lap, at night&lt;br&gt;Listening to joyous words, &amp; toys anew&lt;br&gt;Then, on the terrace with dad, flying a kite&lt;br&gt;An innocent smile as fresh as dew&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Knowing neither grief nor worry&lt;br&gt;Lost in their own jolly world&lt;br&gt;At their own pace, ne’er in a hurry&lt;br&gt;Aspiring to build a happy dream-world&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A stranger as well as their dear one&lt;br&gt;Can make anyone smile&lt;br&gt;They enclose love for everyone&lt;br&gt;They know nothing of cheat or wile&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take away my wealth, &amp; my everything&lt;br&gt;Cause all I want &amp; all I need&lt;br&gt;Is to be free to dance, play &amp; sing&lt;br&gt;I want no work, no envy &amp; no greed&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Those days were so nice; that can’t be forgotten&lt;br&gt;Though, I can forget everything else I’ve got&lt;br&gt;I wish I could go back the steps I’ve trodden&lt;br&gt;Twas the happiest time, that now can’t be bought&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I miss the swings &amp; the playful laughter&lt;br&gt;So, let me return to what I find good&lt;br&gt;I miss the innocent talks without any falter&lt;br&gt;So, let me return to the joys of childhood&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=130935</link><pubDate>4/22/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>A WORLD OF CHILDREN by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>&lt;br&gt;A little love, a little care&lt;br&gt;One big hug &amp; words to share&lt;br&gt;A little sugar, a pinch of spice&lt;br&gt;Beautiful colours &amp; everything nice&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In my world, that’s all I need&lt;br&gt;That’s all I want, my only shield&lt;br&gt;The lord gave me wings to fly&lt;br&gt;And I’ve dreamt to touch the sky&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But, why am I confined each time I try&lt;br&gt;Oh! Tell me, why oh why!&lt;br&gt;Why can’t I do what I think is fun&lt;br&gt;Why must I change, why must I run?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One day, I know I have to grow up&lt;br&gt;But, for now let me enjoy this sweet syrup&lt;br&gt;The syrup of laughter, free of plight&lt;br&gt;Free to dream &amp; free of blight &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;My fresh mind &amp; little hands can’t do more&lt;br&gt;Can’t do more of this taxing chore&lt;br&gt;Let me in to my world of freedom&lt;br&gt;Let me take off to the Lord’s kingdom&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know nothing, of evil, envy or hate&lt;br&gt;I like to live now, &amp; leave the rest to fate&lt;br&gt;So let me live my dream of life&lt;br&gt;Where love &amp; care, both are rife&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After all, one day I too will be one of those&lt;br&gt;Who pick their briefcase &amp; tie up their shoes&lt;br&gt;My innocent smile can’t be bought&lt;br&gt;No matter how much money you got&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why must I lose the priceless smile I hold?&lt;br&gt;My naïve eyes &amp; a heart of gold&lt;br&gt;Let me live in my own world of joy&lt;br&gt;Let me be tender, mild &amp; coy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cause, I too shall grow up one day&lt;br&gt;But, at least for now let me have my way&lt;br&gt;Let me wear my pleasant smile&lt;br&gt;My shiny eyes as deep as river Nile&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then, just see how I reach high&lt;br&gt;How my innocence touches the sky&lt;br&gt;See that this world will be a better place&lt;br&gt;Please don’t let my childhood haze!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Let this world be an world of innocence&lt;br&gt;A world of children free &amp; full of fragrance&lt;br&gt;Then, see the beauty—the beauty of children&lt;br&gt;And see the colours &amp; the new world they brighten&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=129800</link><pubDate>3/28/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>Poets &amp; Their Famous Lines by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>Oh! There are so many poets born on earth&lt;br&gt;Even more are their poems of so much worth&lt;br&gt;Every so often I sit &amp; think&lt;br&gt;I’m just another drop in the ocean’s sink&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Each &amp; every poet has his own famous line&lt;br&gt;I wonder if there is any little quote that’s truly mine&lt;br&gt;I don’t know why or how the various poetic devices are used?&lt;br&gt;I just write what I feel, about things which leave me often amused&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“And Miles to go before I sleep”&lt;br&gt;Is Robert Frost’s most popular cheep&lt;br&gt;“I wandered lonely as a cloud”&lt;br&gt;Is a popular line Wordsworth said aloud&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And yes, Tennyson is not too far behind&lt;br&gt;Many striking lines had harvested from his mind&lt;br&gt;“For men may come &amp; men may go, but I go on forever”&lt;br&gt;Now, to poems, such lines add a lot of flavour&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Finally, I think, I have written a thoughtful line&lt;br&gt;A line not too famous, but at least it’s mine&lt;br&gt;“Life is a play &amp; we’re merely its cast”&lt;br&gt;Is my very own saying at last!</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=129566</link><pubDate>3/25/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>Thank the Lord for the 'Garden of Life' by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>Strolling down the ‘Garden of Life’&lt;br&gt;Where ups &amp; downs are both rife&lt;br&gt;This garden is full of so many colours&lt;br&gt;It’s full of so many attractive flowers&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The beautiful mounts touching the sky &lt;br&gt;The priceless waters that no one can buy&lt;br&gt;The lord gave us so much, so many things to love&lt;br&gt;He gave us life, &amp; a garden we must preserve&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He has given everything we own&lt;br&gt;We are the seedlings he had sown&lt;br&gt;We are his dream, but we’ve become his nightmare&lt;br&gt;Now, becoming his dream again, is my only prayer&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh! Just look how beautiful is the ‘Garden of Life’&lt;br&gt;Where love &amp; care can beat any strife&lt;br&gt;The ‘Garden of Life’— is a boon he has given&lt;br&gt;He himself had decorated this beautiful garden&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We should be thankful for everything he has done&lt;br&gt;We should be grateful for the precious life he’s given&lt;br&gt;So, thank the lord— oh! Thank the lord&lt;br&gt;For the wonderful things, that we’ve got&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank the lord for the ‘Garden of Life’&lt;br&gt;The ‘Garden of Life’— full of colours &amp; wildlife&lt;br&gt;He has given us ‘wings to fly’&lt;br&gt;So why not climb &amp; touch the sky&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The lord gave us everything&lt;br&gt;Even the soothing birds that sing&lt;br&gt;He gave food, &amp; water to drink&lt;br&gt;A heart to love &amp; a mind to think&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He has done so much for us thought we don’t deserve it&lt;br&gt;As we are destroying his ‘garden’ slowly bit by bit &lt;br&gt;We must stop this destruction &amp; brooding on what we need&lt;br&gt;We must be grateful for what we have, &amp; control our greed&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, thank the lord—oh! Thank the lord!&lt;br&gt;For the wonderful things, that we’ve got&lt;br&gt;Let us together plant more seeds in this ‘Garden of Life’&lt;br&gt;And make it more pretty &amp; stop cutting it with a knife&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank the lord for the ‘Garden of Life’&lt;br&gt;The garden of life— full of colours &amp; wildlife&lt;br&gt;For the water &amp; food we eat, &amp; the birds that sing &amp; fly&lt;br&gt;For the animals, family, friends &amp; our life that no one can buy	&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=129464</link><pubDate>3/23/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>Create A Positive World From Negativity by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>What to do, I just don’t understand&lt;br&gt;I feel I’m alone on a deserted land&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This land is full of negative feelings&lt;br&gt;There are only injuries &amp; no healings&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;There has to be a way—a way to turn the wheel of life&lt;br&gt;There has to be a way to end this gruesome moment of strife&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I know there is indeed a way&lt;br&gt;To turn this dark night into day&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After night, when the sun rises in the east&lt;br&gt;And we all see the pretty dawn &amp; enjoy our feast&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The sun looks best at this time of the day&lt;br&gt;How beautiful it looks, shining o’er the bay&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Life too is very much the same&lt;br&gt;Once you get the rules, it’s an easy game&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Positive thought is taken to be the most powerful trend&lt;br&gt;But, you shall be surprised to know, my beloved friend—&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That when a negative moment is turned to a good situation&lt;br&gt;It has much more power than any other positive condition&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Only when we rise with every fall, we are able to achieve success&lt;br&gt;Similarly, only after every wrong situation, we are able to progress&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, my dear, don’t think every negative situation is full of grief&lt;br&gt;Change it into a positive moment, &amp; turn a brand new leaf&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This brand new life, will be a million times better than the earlier one&lt;br&gt;The light of this negative to positive notion will be greater than that of the sun&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So, stop cursing your fate &amp; stop self-pity&lt;br&gt;And create a positive world from negativity&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;That is the rule of life, my dear&lt;br&gt;Follow it now &amp; shift your gear!&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=129372</link><pubDate>3/21/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>ONE LORD by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>Who made the earth?&lt;br&gt;Who made it of so much worth?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who made the wind, the air &amp; the land?&lt;br&gt;Who made the crystal blue water &amp; the white sand?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But, most important of all I feel that I must ask&lt;br&gt;Who made us? Who did such a wonderful task?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It has to be lord, the maker of the universe&lt;br&gt;He wrote the poem of life, slowly verse by verse&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He drew the mountains, the sea &amp; the stars so high&lt;br&gt;He made us all, &amp; the animals, plants &amp; birds that fly&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Who is the lord? Is it Jesus, or Krishna?&lt;br&gt;Or perhaps you call him Buddha or Allah?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Oh! The god has so many names&lt;br&gt;So many people lay their claims&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But all religions preach the same&lt;br&gt;It’s man who has played this naming game&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The truth is that the lord is one&lt;br&gt;He’s there everywhere from the ground to the sun&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;He is there present in each one of us&lt;br&gt;He is Krishna, Allah, Buddha &amp; he’s Jesus&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, I say this with a sigh&lt;br&gt;Tell me why oh why!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why do we fight o’er the same god’s name?&lt;br&gt;Why do we play such a painful game?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why are there wars between different regions?&lt;br&gt;Why do we fight in the name of religions?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No religion teaches warfare&lt;br&gt;Each one preaches to love &amp; care&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So stop shedding blood over colour, caste &amp; creed&lt;br&gt;We all belong to the same human breed&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The lord is a writer, the writer of night &amp; day&lt;br&gt;And we are merely the cast—only the cast of his play&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The lord is one, he is the father— the father of mankind&lt;br&gt;So drop your gun &amp; unite with all heart, soul &amp; mind&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=129239</link><pubDate>3/19/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>The Magical Seasons by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>Round &amp; round ‘the wheel of season’ goes&lt;br&gt;A gentle &amp; soft breeze then blows&lt;br&gt;First is the spring, bouncing about with joy&lt;br&gt;She fills with excitement the heart of every girl &amp; boy&lt;br&gt;She is very beautiful &amp; brightens up our day&lt;br&gt;Tis neither cold nor hot when she comes our way&lt;br&gt;At that time, we’re new to the world &amp; eager to move on&lt;br&gt;Not knowing what is to come as it is yet only dawn&lt;br&gt;This cycle doesn’t stop &amp; the wheel again begins to spin&lt;br&gt;And then approaches the summer when everyone tries to win&lt;br&gt;We are then young &amp; are working towards our goal&lt;br&gt;Full of dreams &amp; ideas, we’re just beginning to play our role&lt;br&gt;We’re working hard, it’s hot &amp; we sweat&lt;br&gt;Still there’s a very long way before sunset&lt;br&gt;The clock then ticks &amp; finally the hour arrives&lt;br&gt;The wheel again revolves that changes our lives&lt;br&gt;Then comes autumn, when success is already met&lt;br&gt;It’s when we’re well settled &amp; our destiny is set&lt;br&gt;The leaves turn to yellow; we’ve matured &amp; grown up&lt;br&gt;Now it’s time too watch the new leaves blossom &amp; warm-up&lt;br&gt;Once more the majestic wheel starts to twirl&lt;br&gt;And one last time our world again begins to swirl&lt;br&gt;Finally tis the winter when we’ve fulfilled all our dreams&lt;br&gt;Some are sad &amp; others are full of happiness &amp; sparkling beams&lt;br&gt;These are the magical seasons of the wonderful Earth&lt;br&gt;Which make our life full of meaning, beauty &amp; worth&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=129132</link><pubDate>3/18/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>Some ignorant mistakes by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>An employee applied for leave as follows:&lt;br&gt;Since I have to go to my village to sell my land along with my wife. Please sanction me one week leave. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Another employee applied for half day leave as follows:&lt;br&gt;"Since I've to go to the cremation ground and I may not return, please grant me half day casual leave" &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A friend of mine had written a leave letter to the headmaster:&lt;br&gt;"As I am studying in this school I am suffering from headache. I request you to leave me today" &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A family friend of ours told an incident of his friend's letter&lt;br&gt;"I am suffering from fever, please declare holiday to the school"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A covering note "I am enclosed herewith..." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Another leave letter written to Administration dept:&lt;br&gt;"As my mother-in-law has expired and I am responsible for it, please grant me 10days leave." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Actual letter written for application of leave:&lt;br&gt;"My wife is suffering from sickness and as I am her only husband at home I may be granted leave". &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Letter writing:&lt;br&gt;"I am in well here and hope you are also in the same well."&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=129134</link><pubDate>3/18/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>A funny one indeed!!!!!! by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>Mrs. Peterson phoned the repairman because her dishwasher quit working. &lt;br&gt;He couldn't accommodate her with an "after-hours" appointment and since &lt;br&gt;she had to go to work, she told him, "I'll leave the key under the mat. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Fix the dish washer, leave the bill on the counter, and I'll mail you a check.&lt;br&gt; By the way, I have a large rotweiler inside named Killer; he won't bother you.&lt;br&gt; I also have a parrot, and whatever you do, do not talk to the bird!"&lt;br&gt;          &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Well, sure enough the dog, Killer, totally ignored the repairman, &lt;br&gt;but the whole time he was there, the parrot cursed, yelled, &lt;br&gt;screamed, and about drove him nuts.&lt;br&gt;     &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As he was ready to leave, he couldn't resist saying,&lt;br&gt; "You stupid bird, why don't you shut up!"&lt;br&gt;       &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To which the bird replied, "Killer, get him!!!"</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=129135</link><pubDate>3/18/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>In a pond there are 10 fish, one of them dies, and the water level of the pond increases. HOW? by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>Q - In a pond there are 10 fish, one of them dies, and the water level of&lt;br&gt;the pond increases. 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Just look, you’ve come such a long way&lt;br&gt;Today there’ll be cakes, balloons, &amp; candles for you&lt;br&gt;Love, hugs &amp; kisses from us all &amp; yes Dadi too!&lt;br&gt;Now, finally on this occasion, we all must say&lt;br&gt;Our sweetie pie, wish you a happy birthday&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;With Loads Of Love From &lt;br&gt;ALL OF US !!!!!!</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=129079</link><pubDate>3/17/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>Only If I were to change the world by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>&lt;br&gt;Both in health as well as wealth, there would be equality&lt;br&gt;The deaf would hear &amp; the blind would see&lt;br&gt;Then, all the diseases would soon disappear&lt;br&gt;And the poor would lie with dignity with no fear&lt;br&gt;But only if I were to change the world&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The special children would live with glee&lt;br&gt;They would laugh, play &amp; grow up happily&lt;br&gt;Those who cannot speak, will learn to talk &lt;br&gt;Those who crawl would soon walk&lt;br&gt;But, only if I were to change the world&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The bad people shall be good &amp; will drop their gun&lt;br&gt;Then once again we shall come together &amp; unite as one  &lt;br&gt;There would be no pain, grief , corruption, or hatred at all&lt;br&gt;This world would be safe &amp; in peace we shall all sprawl&lt;br&gt;But, only if I were to change the world</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=128906</link><pubDate>3/14/2008</pubDate></item><item><title>Let Us Together Build Castles In The Air by Prerna Chikersal</title><description>Raise your head high &amp; look up my friend&lt;br&gt;Look up &amp; see the sky which has no end&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Dreams are much more than your imagination&lt;br&gt;They’re your thoughts, your goals &amp; your creation&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Look at the clouds sprawling over the sky&lt;br&gt;I know one day we shall reach there &amp; fly &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;To turn dreams to reality, we may go through some strife&lt;br&gt;But remember, nothing is impossible in this unpredictable life&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;One day, for sure we shall fulfil our dreams&lt;br&gt;And become shining stars full of beams&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then, we shall hand-in-hand once again look at the sky&lt;br&gt;And shall see ourselves glowing among the clouds so high&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If we dream high &amp; be what we are&lt;br&gt;For us no goal shall be too far&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So my beloved friend, hold my hand &amp; fly&lt;br&gt;And let us together build castles in the sky&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;We shall together, bring those castles to earth&lt;br&gt;And then you shall see what ‘we’ are actually worth&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So never think we are less than someone&lt;br&gt;Cause the power of two friends is bigger than one&lt;br&gt;</description><link>http://www.voicesnet.org/displayonepoem.aspx?poemid=128909</link><pubDate>3/14/2008</pubDate></item></channel></rss>