Xmas comes once in every year,
It brings happiness and gladness tear.
December twenty-fifth is a holy-day,
Also it is for the student a holiday.
This day is celebrated as Noel,
Who redeems us from the hell?
He is the Redeemer, noble Christ,
He is known as Jesus Christ, says priest.
In this holy-day Christian sister and brother,
Worship Jesus Christ and Mary Mother.
They decorate the church with fragrant flowers,
Colourful light does bedazzle the light-showers.
Fanatical Children make exquisite garlands,
Which beautify the splendour of Holy Land?
They also decorate with holly the holy of the holies,
Candles light hall and make the gloom release.
With homage Christians read Holy Writ,
And pray and nod under God's feet.
Not only the Christians but also other,
Pray to God and nod without bother.
They play on drum, trumpet with joy,
All together dance, sing without coy.
Different food stalls are set near holy land,
They get contentment by eating hand in hand.
Some fancy shops are opened near festive ground,
People purchase faience and some toys in bound.
Xmas indeed brings compunction and compassion,
It makes consciousness in brotherhood and impulsion.
A beautiful poem celebrating the birth of Jesus Christ and enumerating the celebrations associated with this festive season! Christmas is the festival of joy and peace and everyone looks forward to it with enthusiasm, irrespective of caste or religion!
I love your write nice poem with diction and children are involved and their happiness is painted nicely thank you sir
Deogarh, Odisha = St. Paul, Minnesota. The second city is my hometown, and honestly there is not that much difference between the Christmas celebration here and there. I mean that quite sincerely. I enjoyed your evocation of the holiday/holy day in both poetry and prose. The irony is, born into a fervently Christian family raised to to see only ONE RELIGION as the absolute truth and ALL others as wrong, or false, or evil, I, the first born son of my extended family, eventually tired of Christianity in general and Roman Catholicism in particular, and began exploring other religious traditions to the consternation of my relatives but once my pilgrimage began, I had to keep journeying. I would today describe myself by the awkward phrase - a multi-faith believer. HINDUISM in its many manifestations is one of my pursuits, but I am humbled by its complexity and antiquity and consider myself just a novice in the ante-chamber of the Temple of Truth, or as the Gita teaches, the Four Paths to God, of which jnana yoga is most compatible with my bookish nature. If I had to name the sacred book most important to me, in all humility it would be the Upanishads, with the sacred truth ATMAN IS BRAHMAN AND BRAHMAN IS ATMAN. And so ends my confession all the way from cold Minnesota to hot India. Be well and happy, always!
Christmas my favorite time of year people buy an celebrate nicely penned
Xmas is special to many as we celebrate it with great pleasure and we feel the festival as it enlightens us. Children enjoy much and people offer prayer in Church. This poem is splendid.
A wonderful reminder of the meaning of this time of year. Christ, mas does come but once a year, but the sentiments you convey are universal and last all year 'round. A spectacular work, Kumarmani.
Exquisite piece of poetry recalling the divine message and re-igniting the spirit of Christmas and also portraying the festive mood of the occasion. Thanks, Kumarmani ji.
A timely, topical poem, as Christmas approaches. This is an affirming look at what Christmas is and why people celebrate it. Now I can't wait for Christmas.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Reading your poem is to get in a world of innocence.Loved reading this awesome write!