The Result of my Efforts

The Result of my Efforts

Gulshan Ali, X

Studying hard day and night

Learning what was wrong and right.

Exams were on my head,

And it was impossible for me to look at bed.

1 was stuck with my chair,

And wouldn’t find time to comb my hair.

My heart was beating fast,

For the day came at last.

I now had to run,

In the hot and shinning sun.

Just to take my victory,

The result of my efforts.

The Month of Ramzan

AsfNazvaz, IX

It is said in Qura’an,

That the month of blessings is Ramazan.

Ramazan gives us a message of tolerance,

How practically tells us its importance.

In Ramazan we are in fast,

That is but a divine task.

• We also stop abusing in Ramazan,

We keep reading and reading Qura’an.

At the time of Maghrib we start Aftari,

But after Isha there is also Taraveeh.

Ramazan is a month of blessings for all,

It follows a happy “Eid” day for all.

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Maths

Shahzeb A lam, VIII

Maths is a test,

 Without any rest,

But it is the best.

 It is a fun,

Like a piece of bun.

It is hard,

• If comes progress card.

When it is easy,

It drives you crazy.

Who eats nuts,

He has guts

Easily can you solve

Now ‘Its’ and ‘Buts’.

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Little Things

Hassan Idrees, X

Tiny drops of water make the stream flow,

Efforts and achievements make our dreams glow.

Little rays of light make our world so bright,

Light flames of fire make our hopes to a big height,

Few words of anger might make a person fight,

 Few words of patience might make a person light.

Then why not serve the suffering humanity,

 To obtain the blessings of Allah Almighty.

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Try and Try

Jamil Ahmed Magsi, XlI

Try and try,

Move towards sky, Do more work,

But don’t hide and shy. Always speak truth,

And don’t tell a lie, Try and try;

Move towards sky.

Over the ocean, On the land,

Over the mountains, We will fly.

This is my wish, Which want I, Try and try,

Move towards sky.

The children are playing in the ground, Over them the birds happily fly. I am seeing the beauty of nature,

From the window of my eye.

Work for your country,

And keep your flag high.

Try and try,

Move towards sky,

Keep your country up,

And make your enemy say goodbye, This is my suggestion which want I.

So try and try,

And move towards sky.

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You are my Love

Aamir Rauf Memon, XII

I know the mystery now,

That “love” is a sudden craze,

My adore was with your soul,

Not to your beauty and face.:.

One can’t forget his beloved,

With love, lover always serves,

 History remembers it forever,

This is called the real love.

My heart values can only break,

 When I am far from your eyes,

 Here not, but with God’s bless,

 We will meet in the skies.

Mother

Abdul Ahad Qureshi, IX

Mother is ocean of happiness,

In which every sorrow of children sinks.

Mother is never ending blessing of God,

 World could end but she cannot.

She bears her child nine months in belly,

No matter living in jungle or valley.

Mother is like a flower, Who gives fragrance to her family.

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