Can Bee Fly, Up On The Sky, Lenthen The Wings, Dilate and sing Singing, Dancing, Clapping, Swaying, A Flight with Plume, My Plume, Plume of Spell bee, Magic Bee, Of Course my Bee can Fly, My Bee, Garden Bee, Hive Bee Honey Bee, Waxy Bee, Buzzing Bee, Having a posture on the swing Swaying on the Swing, Laughing on the swing, Buzzing on the Swing, Sipping Nectar on the Swing, Swaying on the swing, Swing back, Swing forth, Swing Forth and Forth Forth up to the Sky, A Blow of spell Bee A Thrush of Spell Bee, Propels My Bee High Up to the Sky. Indeed, My Bee Can Fly!
My online membership from BSAC endorsed my research background and enlighten my digital modelling and creativity web of open science community Amsterdam (OSCA) for research projects and grants. My Ph.D. degree certificate and a trophy become a pride indeed at the auditorium of my school of life sciences, Jawaharlal Nehru University, New Delhi in the year 2007. I had been the prestigious accredited reviewer of the year 2012 in Journal of Drug Metabolism and Toxicology. Appreciation certificate for Life Membership from South Asian Management Association and Editorial Board Membership certificate from Edwin Incorporation, has become a passion for my research approach. I would be gratified for the recommendation in the field of Life Sciences for the passionate research and teaching to help social welfare. I am sponsor of spell bee from St Joseph Group of Institution and I affectionately review the novels and story books.
In fields beyond where dreams do lie,Sunflowers reach for a sapphire sky.Golden crowns woven tight with grace,Nodding gently in their celestial space.Each petal, a story of sunlit days,Dancing lightly in the cosmic rays.Roots entwined in clouds so fair,Drinking from the misty air.Heaven’s garden, bright and wild,Where stars wander like a child.Amidst them all, they stand…
Roses bloom, even in December’s chill,Defying frost with their gentle will.In the cold, their colors vivid still,A testament to nature’s skill.Through winter’s grasp, they find a way,Bringing warmth to the shortest day.Their petals hold the sun’s last ray,In defiance, they stand, come what may.Not just in spring do beauties sleep,Even in snow, their promises keep.Roses…
These Eagle Scout poems celebrate leadership, service, and vision, reflecting the journey to Eagle Scout and the values that guide Scouts toward excellence.
In shadows deep, a rose did weep,Its crimson hue, a secret keep.Withered by the unseen blight,Under the cloak of endless night.No more to dance in daylight’s beam,Its petals droop in a silent scream.Infectious sorrow, spread so wide,A garden’s pride, now cast aside.Yet in decay, a beauty found,In every leaf that touched the ground.Even as its…
Roses Are Red on This Special Day Roses are red, violets are blue,On this birthday, I wish the world for you.With each passing year, my admiration grows,Just like the reddest rose.Violets are blue, as deep as the sea,Your friendship means everything to me.Together, we’ve laughed and shared tears,Conquering our greatest fears.Roses are red, reflecting dawn’s…
