Aren't you the crystal beauty and
Don't you stand high in the lofty
Clouds with pride,honor and joy?
Don't you cherish yourself with brightness and glory?
High in the air,you run yourself like a unicorn
And you look down to the earth with loyalty
To the bloodsheds of worriers
and the pride of the kings,and conductors of the poor.
You fade away to give a new bright morning.
BY
Ann Anil John
9 A
Ann..,good creation when i read ur poem i remeber these lines
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The moving Moon went up the sky.
And nowhere did abide;
Softly she was going up,
And a star or two beside-
By Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834)
हार्दिकं अभिनंदनम् ! तव भविष्यं उज्वलं खलु !
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