Sanket Jain Poems

Life is full of fun;
But without batten
Of values beacon
Life will be just a hun.
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Of all vice in the world under discipline
Laziness - a Curse - is like a Saccharin.
Sweet as pipe, sonorous as violin
Wicked as a snake, ill-mannered as Bedouin;
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He who seeks pain for pleasure is a real aboriginal,
Runs slowly yet leads subservient to international.
He who has a mental condition stable aberrational
And is clearly confused for his rule over junior biennial.
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Remote area where there is no screen
Timidity rules alone trying to save skin.
Of all evils in the creation under discipline
Timidity - a curse - is like a Saccharin.
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A school in a village without any pastel -
Divine Child which never cares for riel
Strives for excellence. Does propel
The children upwards and rebel
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Life's all phases are boredom
Except the youth - the handsome.
The only stage full of chasm
Is none than of Soldier's column.
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Whatever troubles we teachers undertake
We change you to truth from clear fake.
Teachers are doing work hard for your sake
Want you all to be like sweet and quiet lake
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Winter is a beautiful season.
Playing ice on land in London,
Enjoy without worry or reason
In Icy cold weather without sun.
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A way to the outer world from inside
Is the window - an agent certified;
Gloomy, depressed, woeful world
Is made happy with a small riptide
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A romantic poet whose great talents grow.
More successful have more numbers of foe.
Lucy Poems and Tintern Abbey in mind deep go.
When he wrote Lyrical Ballads he did glow
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