The morning fresh energy baths me,
And prepares for the day.
With the fresh air that passes by,
Make me fill the objective.
...
A HOUSE TO HOME
I want to construct, a house to home.
From cement, stone, bricks to emotions concrete.
...
PGT Biology in Vivekananda Kendra Vidyalaya NEEPCO Umrangso, Dima Hasao district of Assam, India.)
Morning Energy
The morning fresh energy baths me,
And prepares for the day.
With the fresh air that passes by,
Make me fill the objective.
With your wish and kisses
Make me to pass the day,
With same energy and freshness.
Minute after minutes hour rolls.
Hour after hours day rolls.
Bit by bit with my effort,
I will progress and conquer all.
With little help, for those deserve,
I will open for them a horizon.
With my touch, thousand smile
When glitters all round,
I am blessed and energized,
And ready for a new mission.
With the marching age,
Let the child remain within.
Let it remain soft and tender,
And no complicity it should imbibe.
Let it bleed with others grief,
And filled with joy, when happiness around.
Let me sing in others rhythm,
And let others to embrace mine.
My fellow poet. In this case, let me call you Santanu. I have read your poem Dream Girl A remarkable piece of writing. It expressed your inner feeling for someone, who I would like to think you have just met or hope to meet. There is no question about how beautiful she is and how comfortable you would like her to be. You certainly would adore her and proudly present her to the world as your true love. Remarkable work! Take care my friend.