They stalked inside the age old tomb

Buried alive, fated for doom,

Barely living, hard surviving

Ages had passed inside the gloom.


Stark white skin like age old leather

Clinging to bones that slowly tired

Eyes hanging low, sunken, drunken

Mouth held in a twisted sneer.


Clumps of hair on clumps of scalp

Yellowed with age like the tip of the Alps

Ripped breaches, shoes gone to waste,

These were the men that lived a disgrace.


Tomb hewn with age and weather

About to collapse at the push of a whisker

Falling fast, raining sunlight

Blithered on the spot, a chance at a new life.



🥀 Roses

Should Students Be Allowed to Grade Teachers?

Teachers are the torchbearers of our future. Day in and day out we curse the education system but deep (very deep) down, we all know that knowledge is better than nescience.

Every child is like a delicate flower, and one can never be sure whether a particular stimulus will make it bloom….or wilt.

With relation to the topic, YES. I believe that teachers must be graded.

Every teacher has undergone the same rigorous training, sat through the same lectures, attended the same colleges, nurtured the same dreams- so what makes them different? It is their personalities. Each teacher has a different way of working, a different way of conducting lectures, in just the same way that every class has an overall, average personality. A lot of times a teacher and her students are not personality compatible. This can result in chaos in the class and frustration at both ends.

Teachers will only enjoy teaching if their students love them. They will never understand what a student really needs unless they receive some feedback. The roses will wilt slowly in the background.


Arshia Vora

Appeared in the Hindustan Times Newspaper dated 11/10/2018 .

🍏Food For Thought



Life is a war.

You’re either fighting to show you are the king


Or just sometimes to prove that your better than everyone else.


Sometimes you fight for food


Sometimes you fight because you have different veiws.


You fight when someone has wronged you.

Or if someone has told you lies.


But tell me, is this how you want to live your life?

If you let them have that eensy, tiny superiority, you can soar


Let it go.

Enjoy your life.


Live free


Follow your dreams


Don’t spend your whole life obsessing over the weight of life’s problems


And don’t stay in one place your whole life hoping that ‘someone will discover your hidden talent”


That only happens in the movies


Do it now




And you wont ever know where you reach.




So long, suckas



~Arshia Vora

✏The Power of a Word


Words are, in my not so humble, our most inexhaustible source of magic. – Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter series.


A word can make you

A word can break you

A word can change you

A word can save you.


Nations have formed at

The utterance of a word.

Nations have fallen at

The utterance of a word.


The Bible and the Vedas

Are written using words

These words have shaped

The size and way of our world.


The simple phrase ‘You WON!’

Has made you the great person you are today

And the phrase ‘You have failed’

Has caused many a hope to get derailed.


Movies, drama, literature, all

Use words to communicate their story

Without these words we would never know

The tales made of imagination and glory.


Without words we could never impart

Information about the predicted end- and the start.

We could never speak and communicate

About what we love and what we hate.


Arshia Vora


😇 The Bestest Teacher

A warm August day two years ago,

Two girls showed you their poems,


You got an idea

That gave us a window,


For us to share our little pearls

And poems with the world.


Through this blog we founded a universe

For writers, playwrights, and poets well versed,


Always supportive and encouraging,

Nominating us for every next thing,


Epic and awesome, you were a STUD

Who got us into the Literary Club.


Not a question left unanswered,

All treated equally whether jock or nerd,


You would never hesitate

Or back down from a class debate,


So thank you for all that you have done,

You are definitely number one.


Arshia Vora and Aarushi Aiyar.

PS: We are aware bestest isn’t a word, but we intend to make it one in the near future. HAPPY B’DAY!

PPS: Our first time writing couplets!!

🛣 Chimerical Path

The road is winding

It leads thru a forest

It divides in two

Neither is the best

One end has money

The other has love

Which one too choose?

He’s clearly stumped.

He want both

But not without the other

And so he carves a path

That fights with either and neither

Right between the two paths

Through the hills and over the grass

Till after a million years of toil

Where people only cursed

His hard work together boiled

To form a rocky path

And so like that, he got both

Money and love,

A victorious man he was,

Having earned his worth.


🏆 Wordpress Contest Nomination!


Thank you Jade Literary Magazine  for nominating me for this award!!!!

This was started by


  • Thank the person who nominated you.
  • Make a blog post showing of your mad skills, with the badge of WordPress Contest and make the post under ‘WordPress Awards’ tag and category.
  • Show all the answers to your questions on that post,
  • Nominate 10 more people.
  • Inform them of their nomination.
  • Ask them to answer any 10 questions of your choice.


If you were granted one wish what would it be?

Peace on Earth, I think?

Dogs or cats?


Space or Ocean?


If you were roaming around alone in an alley and you saw a chest and opened it, what would you pick- the potion to end feeling pain or the potion to stop causing pain?

I would pick the potion to stop causing pain.

If you could live in any fantasy world, what would it be?

Harry Potter world KABOOM.

Why did you start your blog?

My teacher made me, so that I could have a platform to express my poetry.

Would you rather be a writer or a reader?


What is your favourite quote in the world?

Words are, in my not so humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic, capable of both influencing injury, and remedying it- Dumbledore

Your favorite video game.


Do you live your dream or dream your life first?

People dream their lives before they live their dreams, because the dream has to, and always does, come first.


Aarushi Aiyar

Alyssa Bowman

Her Majesty

Roth Poetry


Writing in North Norfork

Forgotten Meadows

Heart Breathings


Lynz real cooking


  1. Is beauty skin deep or not? Explain.
  2. (Question credit-Alyssa Bowman) If you could live inside the fantasy world of a book, who would you get to write it?
  3. State one interesting fact about yourself.
  4. Would you rather bully or be bullied?
  5. If you could repeat school, would you do it and why?
  6. What is the one thing you can’t live without?
  7. Who has been your biggest inspiration?
  8. If you could invent a sport, what would you call it?
  9. ‘Take care of the pennies and the pounds shall take care of themselves’ or ‘Take care of the pounds and the pennies shall take care of themselves’/
  10. What is the one quote you follow with your life?

So yaaaaaaaaay!!!

This is my first nomination ever!



🌠 I Wish

I wish.

I wish I had the power with words

That could twist through you like a fork

Bring you great agony

Cause you to stir a mutiny

Against every wrong in the world

About how people everyday suffer.

Because they have no food

No clothes no house no job

But that power isn’t mine

I really wish it was.

I wish

I wish I could make you understand

That the joy you see

Is a mirage, a fake mirror

Built around to protect you

But through those cracks you’ll see

How people truly suffer.

They plaster on that old fake smile

But really they are breaking inside

Cracking to pieces

Under the weight of the world

Carrying all their burdens

Upon their shoulders

But that power isn’t mine

I really wish it was.

I wish

I wish I could open up your eyes

To veiw Mother Nature as she dies

Like the cancer that creeps up your veins

Eradicating, killing, everything in its way

Humans accompanied by their lies

Are doing nothing for their lives

They fail to hear nature’s waning cries

But that power isn’t mine

I really wish it was.

I wish

I wish I was able to guide you right

Away from the world and its fake guise

Out of the veil in reality

Where people have no health and no money

Where their wills are slowly cracking

Lives are slowly blacking

To get you to help them in any way possible

Stop the world from dying

At a rate abnormal.

Do everything you could

Want to make them feel understood

End the problems of the world

Take out the lemon from the hurt

But that power isn’t mine

I really wish it was.




What is it we all want to be now?

We want to be normal. We want to fit in.

Well, here’s the thing. In my school, everyone is weird. So the definition of ‘normal’ changes with it.

Today, while I am writing this, being abnormal is the new normal. Make your own style. Do what you love. Stand out.

You need to be odd to be number one.

Yes, we’ve all heard that. But never given it much thought, have we? We wan’t to do what everyone else is doing, because its safer that way. I mean, if everyone goes for the smoothie instead of the milkshake,  the smoothie must be better.

But have you ever thought that, maybe everyone has different tastes? Or the freedom to make different choices?

Before, you could either be a doctor, lawyer, or maybe an engineer to be respected. Now look at what replies are flooding in.

What is your job/ dream job?

I work as  a retailer.


Honestly, I can’t decide. I think I would like to be a software engineer, or a VGD, an author as a side job if I get famous or a Minecraft youtuber. All of these sound TOTALLY AWESOME to me!

Aarushi Aiyar

My dream job would without a doubt be an author. I love to write and would love to write a book someday! I started my blog in July 2017, but I have been writing for as long as I can remember. I have written a lot of poems over the years.

I am a retired teacher!


(Answer this question in my comments section!)

I for one, have always wanted to become an inventor, but after that I can’t choose between fashion designing, writing, singing and songwriting.

As you can see, our world is changing. Fast. And if you try to ‘fit in’ NOW, you’ll be left behind forever. Nobody is capable of changing at the pace of the world. No one. So you need to pick your own style, your own traits, your own love, your own friends, your own life, and live it.

Now you may say ‘Well, if the new normal is being abnormal, and your post says to not follow the norms, does that mean we have to be normal? Or the old normal? Or what? I’m confused!!’

I’m just trying to say, do what you want, and nothing else. Live for yourself and no one else. Never be scared to display your thoughts.

It’s your world.
Your life

Your style


It’s all your’s, and nobody has a right to it. Nobody.



😞 Why Try?


You see a long path ahead of you.


When you were little, you dreamed of a happy future. But now you know better.


The worlds too competitive. You’re not going to make it. You’re NOT going to be the famous person you always wished you were. Your not going to stand out.


Stand tall.


You’re going to be one in many.


Its never going to happen.





Tell me, how DON’T you feel that you’re bigger than this?


How can you be satisfied with this life?


Dont you feel like….. the world needs you?


Your talent. Your expertise. YOU.


Youe talent can be looking totally cool with a hairdryer and some shades.


Or dancing

Or weilding a lipstick with dramatic effect.

But its a talent and we need it.

Spread your feathers


They may not be made for flying; they may be made for other reasons and that’s good enough.


You are worth so much more than this.


❤Arshia Vora

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🏅 True Winner.

One of my best works.
My first poem ever ON THIS BLOG❤

Arshia Vora

You did work hard.

You sacrificed all you have got.

You carefully laid down your playing cards.

Yet, God willed it and you lost.


A few days of tears

Seem like the longest years.

But what use are they?

They are wasting your day,

And there is nothing you can do about it.


Yes, God willed it.

And now you despise Him.

You wonder why, and more you cry.

But, dear me, you are blind!


You do not see how much you have improved.

How God is secretly helping you.

In this world there is no loser-

just a winner and a learner.


Believe in God, in Him, in His gifts.

And you will get just the right lift.

To enter the world with new determination…

To help this world and our nation.


So never doubt the power of God

One day, you too, shall…

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👊🏻 The Fight

A butterfly must break put of its cocoon

To be able to fly;

But it shall not be able to succeed

If it fails the fight.


Nights and days can come and go

And every new day

Is a struggle- so fight it

Hop on  to the victory train.


The train will just take you to the next stop

Another obstacle you must cross.

Time and again you will keep losing

But come back and toughen, put your all in succeeding.


The stronger you are, the better you shall be

Your name shall be engraved in memory.

It then will be easy……

But the fight never ends: not really.


Well- you could stay in the crowd

Like ants in the ground

Never having an identity

Hiding for all eternity.


But then you can’t complain

When others win the day

Or always moan and wail

About how the world never discovered your extraordinary game.



💭 To Dream A Life

Has a wisp- unkindled- of thought

Curled around the world

Passing leagues, village and forest

Where ideas are never put to rest.

Like a spark in the brain, travelling like liquid

Sweet and slippery, intoxicating sweetness.

Trickling on from heart to soul

Trickling on like liquid gold

Ever brightening, precious something

Calling forth a change from ze old.


Change like that in a blossoming flower

Minute, yet transforming every hour.

Reforms and revolutions, for humans, for pigeons

Living or dead, dreams bring changes.

With colours that paint the nations

With colours that endure generations

With colours created or long extinct

Each idea contributes to the next great thing.

Heading forward, never going back

The unachievable dream of a universe of perfection.


Hardship endures every step

Yet no one will give up without a worthy test.

The trail of thought that awakens household

The whisper of that which is heard and not told.

Everyone dream of being in power,

Ways to become the man of the hour.

Clashes and turmoil, accusing each other

To prove our creations are by far the greater.

Judged and graded for our every feat

One wrong move we may lose all our meat.


The dream is the beginning, the beginning is important

The journey and the ends are secondary components.

Every word or action of yours causes reaction

Even if it is of the tiniest fraction.

Dream big, work hard, righteousness intact

Do what you love and love what you do and never ever go back.

Follow your dreams, don’t pay heed to what the haters say

Make your dream make a worth of your every day.

Always be optimistic and never stop believing

Work hard, look ahead and you will keep succeeding.



👩🏼‍💻 Tech Trap

Gone are the days when you had to remember

Your best friends, families and cousins phone numbers

Now you just save it on your phone

Into contacts it goes with their name and photo.


Today’s mentality,

 Is that life is technology.

Some think it good, some think it bad,

Most think that our new world is positively mad.


Now, if you have a question you don’t ask your teacher;

You log straight onto Google on your computer.

Your questions turn to answers at the click of a button,

The knowledge rate is pulling in- From one to a dozen.


Apps are the coolest new innovation

In every new game you want your registration.

Our noses stay buried inside of these gadgets

From chefs to basketballs to swordsmen and their hatchets.


To swap our real world for a virtual one anything we can give.

So engrossed are we that we have forgotten to live.



📐 Ms. Dasgupta (My maths teacher)

Mathematical Equations

Normally go like this

1 + 2 + 3 X 1 = 6

But you as a Teacher

Are composed of this

Amazing + Nice + Sweet + Kind = Learning Bliss.


You understand friendships

You understand doubts

You even gently explain us the way to shut our wagging mouths.


You’ve helped us from way deep down

Miss, you’re perfect for the crown

Of Queen of Maths and never wearing a frown.



🔬 The Biology Teacher (Ms. Nene)

Biology is the study

Of the working of the human body.

The only way to learn this

Is through an experienced somebody.


Some people may doze off

If the classroom is too hot,

Or even if the day’s lecture comprises mostly talk;

But if you’re the teacher teaching, definitely not.


You take us through a lesson practically,

You give each one a lot of thought;

Each one is planned strategically

To reach the brain of us doleful lot.


You’re one of the kindest teachers I’ve ever known,

You’re amongst the nicest ones to ever show,

So, Dear Miss Nene, you’re the best,

At handling a class or correcting a test.



🌟 The Secret to Success


You have something to do

You have something to prove

You have a dream in your head

So follow it get out of bed.


This step may cause you dread

Others may start seeing red.

But do it if you heart tells you to

Even if the world say ‘This you mustn’t do.


You were always meant to be

The unique one-though now, that you won’t see.

Carve a new path, don’t use an old one

Its hard and treacherous, but your day will come.


If you manage to do this-and add a mix of fun,

Your future will no longer look dull;

You can be an artist or an inventor or even a cook,

A doctor, film-maker, park ranger or even write a book.


Whatever you do you’ll excel and get famous,

Even if you do design a circus tent canvas.

Just put in all your hard work and determination,

And you can be the jewel of the world and your nation.



🌸 Flowers

They’re gifts, they’re presents

They never run us errands.

But yet they’re loved, yet respected

Never them doing us harm have we suspected.

They lift our spirits, keep us content,

Flowers do not take but always lend.


They’re white, pink, blue

Such different hues

With a fragrance calming to the mind

They’re absolutely divine!

Some smell of scented sandalwood, they put us in a trance

And the smell of purple lavander makes us wanna dance.


We use them in  bouquets that give us joy and hope

These are the best gifts for which one will vote.

They have fragrance and colour

They work together  like a sister and brother

Together they have a supersonic power

To entrance and give joy -its the power of a flower.



📚 Exams

It’s hard

It’s annoying

Time consuming

So chaotic,

But yet I like it anyway.


I admit-the parts

Of study

And hurry!

No say

And no play

Do really mess up my day;


But the chatter

And the matter

Of discussion

And the laughter

Is so much fun once exams go away


Yes-the rules

Of healthy food

And no gadgets

And ‘No talking zones’

Are enough to drive me crazy.


But once we pass

We leave all and dance

Or holiday somewhere

For at last




👩🏼‍🏫 Teachers

You are our mentors

At various training centres.

May it be school or an extra class

In every test you help us pass.


You are our teacher

Without you- we’ll nowhere feature.


You encourage us to do our level best

Even if we can’t beat the rest.

You make lectures interesting with lots of fun and jest

Thanks to you we no longer stumble through boring study quests.


You are our teacher

Without you- we’ll nowhere feature.


You took me on a journey through many topics

From chemicals to tables to life in the tropics.

From the Joan of Arc to language command

To distribution of light to structure of the heart.


You are our teacher

Without you we’ll nowhere feature.



📚 Books

Books can be big

Books can be small

But really, that doesn’t matter at all

What matters is the story, the message it gives

Those messages that help us now as we live.


Most enjoyable is a fiction story

Which tells us about people and their glory.

About people who earned the respect of the world,

Even when against them hope had turned.


Real life stories give us faith and trust

That for victory, working hard is a must.


And with every crisp page we turn,

More and more we continue to learn.


Books are lovely,

Interesting and funny,

I love them a lot

But not more than my mummy.



🖋The Journey of A Pen


The pens were discussing their fate

Just as they were newly made.

They wondered how their life would be

They wondered how very nice it would be


Said the one who was made first

‘We’re going’ to a pen shop for better or worse.

They’ll sell us to a human who’ll guide us as we dance

And the trail we leave behind us will make them jump and prance.’


The pens were very happy ‘til he added more:

‘Some humans are very naughty and will throw you out the door.

Some are much worse and will crush you on the floor,

Most will not use you at all and that is such a bore.’


And if you try to run away they’ll catch you on your path;

‘Coz when we run we leave a trail that stays for long last.’



🏆 True Winner.


You did work hard.

You sacrificed all you have got.

You carefully laid down your playing cards.

Yet, God willed it and you lost.


A few days of tears

Seem like the longest years.

But what use are they?

They are wasting your day,

And there is nothing you can do about it.


Yes, God willed it.

And now you despise Him.

You wonder why, and more you cry.

But, dear me, you are blind!


You do not see how much you have improved.

How God is secretly helping you.

In this world there is no loser-

just a winner and a learner.


Believe in God, in Him, in His gifts.

And you will get just the right lift.

To enter the world with new determination…

To help this world and our nation.


So never doubt the power of God

One day, you too, shall be great.

But remember, whether you win or you lose,

As long as your efforts are killer…

You shall always be a winner!