Author: Bheeni Jajodia, Class IX C
A whole new world is standing forth me,
All racing towards thinking themselves the most gloomy,
And I ponder in my fanciful fantasy,
Doesn’t anyone want to win merry?
Oh, dear! What’s the mainspring for each one’s melancholy?
Is it what they already have, or is it what they wish to retrieve?
Gee Man! Mustn’t you pay your apologies
To God, Who gave you something to which you didn’t pay heed?
Yes, it is your smile so cheery,
So promise to paint the town ruby,
With your twinkling beam so artsy (do you agree?)
In which reflects your ecstasy.
