The Planets Poem by Ajit Pal Singh Daia

One day
We were strolling
On the moon,
We traversed and traversed
In the every nook and corner.
Finally, when we got tired
We sat on a plateau.
Suddenly, Priya picked some
round shaped pebbles
and told me she
Yeah, let us play

And started we playing the marbles.
When about to lose I was
I started to cheat
But she got the clue
Filled with immense anger
She threw the marbles
In the sky.
Those marbles are still revolving
As nine planets! ! ! !
-Ajit Pal Singh Daia