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 the Divine Garden In realms beyond where sunlight dares,God’s garden blooms in silent prayers.Each leaf a verse, each petal sings,In harmony, the bell of heaven rings.A river flows with grace, not seen,Through fields of gold and endless green.The trees, they stand, both old and wise,Beneath the ever-changing skies.The air, it carries purest love,A gift…
Ballad of the Sunlit Bloom Golden petals reach the sky,A dance with dawn, never shy.Roots deep, in earth they lie,Facing the sun, a natural tie.In fields where breezes softly sigh,Their heads held high, a cheerful cry.Amidst the green, a yellow dye,A vibrant sign, summer’s nigh.Not one to fade or simply comply,In sun’s embrace, they vie.Through…
Roses for My Star Roses are red,Violets shine blue,In every petal, a wish,Dear daughter, for you.Dreams vast as oceans,Sky-bound hopes soar,Life’s boundless love,Awaits you to explore. Meaning This poem encapsulates a parent’s heartfelt wishes for their daughter, employing the simplicity of nature’s beauty to convey deep emotions and aspirations. It highlights the boundless possibilities and…
Petal’s hue, a silent story,Brief, yet deep as any lore.Glimmering morning’s dewy glory,Life’s essence it does store.A blossom’s breath, so gently fleeting,In shades of joy and sorrow meeting.A cycle, spun from earth’s own core,In every bloom, the world’s amore.Each leaf and stem, a fortress bearing,Against the wind’s relentless tearing.In sun and shadow, it does soar,A…
Daffodil Smiles Yellow daffodils, tall and bright,Dancing in the morning light.Nodding heads in breezy play,Hello to you, they seem to say.In the garden, row by row,Watch them in the sunlight glow.With petals soft as a pillow’s dream,By the gentle stream, they gleam.Little bees come buzzing by,Underneath the springtime sky.Daffodils, with smiles wide,Invite them for a…
The Poppy Red sentinel,Silent and tall.In fields, it dwells,Above all.Bearer of sleep,And peace, it brings.In twilight’s keep,Softly sings.End’s gentle kiss,On life’s wide sea.In bloom, bliss,In death, free. Meaning “The Poppy” is a concise poem that captures the essence of the poppy flower as a symbol of tranquility, rest, and the finality of life. It portrays…
