She greeted everyone with a beaming smile -
the smile of joy, the smile of affection -
that could transform the gloomiest gesture
into an aura of joy.
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'Oh! ', cried the bowlers when they saw the Hitter
'Alas! we are doomed', they cried when he hit a sixer.
The Hitter wreaks havoc in the ground
the bowlers run in fear round-n-round.
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This is my first poem. I wrote it when i was 10 years old. According to me it is not as good as 'The everlasting smile'.
Rain - the most beautiful
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2 they say... Billions I feel..
Or infinity if it can be counted..
The first in every thought..
The blabbers when happy or sad..
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Those unending chats, frequent smiles and infinite moments..
Those joyful strolls and sweet memories..
Those serene moments after promises fulfilled..
And the ever so safer budding dreams..
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