For this competition, Smriti Ma'am, a new English teacher in the school was given the responsibility for my house. Smriti ma'am is a very sweet and nice person. Initially I refused but in the end, somehow she was able to convince me to participate. I cannot and could not negate her. This is the first poem 'I' have ever written. trust me I never thought of doing such a thing but just because of her, I tried... So, the moral of the whole story is this, the first ever poem written by me is dedicated to Smriti Ma'am and one of my favourites and the best English teacher-Amarjeet ma'am....
Thank you teachers....
so here it goes...
BLISS IS......
A feeling, in this beautiful world
a lovely feeling,
which is soothing and healing
for this heart who is the strongest
at times the weakest
organ of a god's silly creation...
A feeling which finally make
this ever perturbed and fake
mind, relax with ease
and rest in peace
so as to ponder things well
and prepare for the next silly reaction...
A feeling which results
in a smile on a face
which add colours even to a pale base
that spreads love and serenity,
called divine in 'terms' of humanity...
A feeling which arise
early morning, when the sun rise
doing away with all the responsibilities and tension
Sun- the god of energy and action
hand us over hope to uprise...
The feeling which intend
when a big problem comes to an end
or its a pleasing news we hear
which makes us fly high and high
over this Earthy sphere...
It is the deeper breath
the moment we relax and sigh,
when we help someone smile,
love and happiness fills the eye
of the one whom we made to smile...
It is the love and the friendships
which stayed with us
even at times of hardships
the way we all grin
over the difficulties
in the race of life we finally win......
take care and have a great time....
