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Chuck Kean 7d

The Thorn & The Rose

They say that opposites attract
But a relationship could never last
They warn to never get involved
For it would be over way too fast

The attraction is purely physical
And love needs so much more
But somehow we starve to connect
Like the waves and the shore

The friction that tried to destroy us
And push us so far apart
Couldn’t overcome the power of
The love we had in our heart

We found a way to ignore the laws
Of nature and found a forever love
We both know though that a Devine
Power was giving us a shove

It’s a miracle like with the Sun & Rain
Something beautiful grows
And opposites can survive together
Like the Thorn & The Rose

Written By:Charles Kean
08/12/2025

Debadrita Sarkar 7d

Wisdom

I maintained every steps ,
looked onto every details ,
made the ideas that no-one ever knows ,
just me and my thoughts .

Then I enter into the world ,
where the ruler was the lust ,
Minister is the greed and
jealousy is the general and -

The humen minds are the soldiers ,
One among is me !
They first analysis our minds ,
then sent us for a search of meteralistic things,

while searching I saw my shadow ,
on the street water , that always reflects ,
But It is different from me ,
I saw a worshipper on the water ,

I again , search in myself ,
to check what I am wearing ,
But then I actually realise ,
It is the shadow of my mind .

I am not the person,
like the others ,
I realised and the God of Love and Music ,
blessed me with the flowers .

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Chuck Kean 7d

The Thorn & The Rose

The Thorn & The Rose

They say that opposites attract
But a relationship could never last
They warn to never get involved
For it would be over way too fast

The attraction is purely physical
And love needs so much more
But somehow we starve to connect
Like the waves and the shore

The friction that tried to destroy us
And push us so far apart
Couldn’t overcome the power of
The love we had in our heart

We found a way to ignore the laws
Of nature and found a forever love
We both know though that a Devine
Power was giving us a shove

It’s a miracle like with the Sun & Rain
Something beautiful grows
And opposites can survive together
Like The Thorn & The Rose

Written By:Charles Kean
08/12/2025

Marchelle 7d

Still We Bathe

In other worlds, we bathed in glass
instead of water.
Thousands of small grains cascade
as I stand bare in the shower, eroding.

Our ancestors never found cool, aqueous respite,
only beams that scorched the vast, barren sea of gold they wandered.

Their mouths, always parched,
never welcoming foreign waterborne contaminants.
Still, they were contaminated all the same
by those that burrowed into the flesh.

In any account of humanity,
we are flesh.
To be wrung,
to be infected,
by what cleanses and sustains.

And yet, we bathe
in dust or dew.
We consume.
We reach still for what purifies,
even if it wounds.

Marchelle 7d

Pallid Light

I'm eager for autumn,
for winter-
ritualistic complaints of the cold,
my love for it hidden under the covers.

That rich juxtaposition:
the warm embrace of being under the covers,  while cold presses against the glass.

Outside, white-grey skies,
a sickly complexion,
pour their pallid light into the room-
a thin, ghostly hue
seeping in with an impression of a chill.

A heavy sweater, and blankets at my feet.
The warm, embracing, glowing heat
spreading through ticking pipes-
still, the air feels like mist,
tastes of frost.

Every year, in any place,
the experience creates a home.
Harsh, cold, and empty,
provoking feelings of warmth and embrace.