Poems written by the students

1 My Happiest Day in Kendriya Vidyalaya Bairagarh

When I was admitted in Kendriya Vidyalaya Bairagarh,
I felt very happy to go there.
When saw and met the teachers ,
I thought them to be wonderful preachers.

I was in a garden called “School”,
My class mates and I don’t sit like a fool,
Teachers make efforts to teach the rules,
The charts,Black-Board,the CD’s are the tools,
That make the learning very cool.

And by the time I complete my 12 years ,
All the learning would over come my fears,
This prepare me to face the challenges without tears,
To hold the reins of nation which is very dear.

By
Pooja Saxena
VI C

2 BRATTY NINTHEES

Tables with memories carved on them
To read when the periods don’t seem to end,
Boards all tattered,with paper scattered,
And teachers watching us endlessly chatter.

In a class room of thirty seven,
Where everyone wants to be free,
Doomed and dead by chemistry
Which still remains a mystry,
Pens running out of ink,
But our marks never cease to sink.

History, English ‘n’ “practicals” never give us a break,
Spare us from biology, for heaven’s sake!
From yoga ,computers to the generation gap,
Maths is the one we pretty good at.

Over all this
We were………..we are……….we will………
Still remains the
Same old bratty ninthees of
The naughty class of IX-A

By
Kamakshi Sharma
IX A