Mirrored image of my Life
Is but this tumultuous ocean

The depth of emotional torrent
Is but this dark deep abyss

At times
Calm and serene

Distant and pale
Blue, ferocious and angry

Is but its mesmerising fury
Reflecting the searing pain

Trancending -
From the rugged ravines of my soul.

- Aparna Sanaka '01

My spirit floats to be a part
I feel the beating of its heart
My soul, one with this bird of sky
Now knows the meaning to fly free

I feel the winds caress my soul
And soar the streams without a goal
My being trembles with delight
A treasure I received alright

The eagle's flight of soaring high
The gift of what it means to fly

- Aparna Sanaka '02