Feature BHARAT

When I look at the sky,

Wandering in the shadows of change,

Spreading new colours every moment,

The future takes me on unknown paths.

The confluence of thoughts, in the endless sky,

In the voice of the moon and the stars,

Always waving the wave of new dreams,

Inspires my heart to live.

School of enthusiasm draws a new picture every day,

Decorates your poem with the colours of poem,

His voice makes my eyes a mirror,

Every morning the hope of a new announcement wakes up.

In the beautiful world of poetry,

The garland of thoughts creates the colours of freedom,

Gives wings to my dreams

I steady my feet on the path of progress.

Inspired by his inspiration when I write,

The pen longs to meet you,

Dances to the music of freedom,

My poetry echoes my future.