Compositions Written by Literary Club's Active Members (Part II)

                                                                              Name: Anjali

                                                             Class: B.A. Hons. English 6th Semester

                                                                               Roll No. 202603

                                                    IIHS, Kurukshetra University, Kurukshetra, Haryana

'Bittersweet Agony' 

Like this forest's dense greenery...

is my bittersweet agony,

beautiful, boundless and eternal,

yet majestic, ferocious and fearsome.

This affliction is infernal,

but the source, from which it comes,

is sweet and saccharine,

alluring than any flower in the garden of Eden could have been.

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                                                                            KAMNA 

                                                                     Class - BA 1st year 

                                                                     Roll no. - 220578

                                            IIHS, Kurukshetra University, Kurukshetra, Haryana
 

HAIKU 

 1.

 A web of milieu 

 Looking at thy baffled self 

 A girl from the blues. 

 2. 

 Bit by bit night changes 

 Towards light, You and I change 

 Sadness remains still. 

 3.

 Whither should I go 

 Here is this inexplicable life 

 There is that Death.

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                                                                                    Nilanjana

                                                                B.A. English Honours 4th Sem 

                                                                    Roll no - 212633

                                                    IIHS, Kurukshetra University, Kurukshetra, Haryana

Rising Embers

Fear is like an endless abyss

hiding something,

Which reversed the stories of failure and success.

And the past life is like an impassable chasm,

Where only barren wilderness is left.

A place where the night is heading to the edge of the deep,

with rising mist blurring the mountains,

Where truth is hidden on the valley floor dark as night,

like a Fantoccini show of black lies.

And I've been left alone.

But then I tried to travel,

all over the world,

With a little jolt in my silent world,

I chose the light,

then walked bravely and

pierced through the darkness,

Although lies also tried to take the place of answers,

Yet the raging waves could not devour the light,

Even for a moment

I didn't put my head down

The way ahead —

Time is purifying me

And moral judgment suddenly echoes,

To rise and shine like an ember in this mysterious world